I know he's your friend, but you have no idea.He crippled me.He deformed my work.He as much admitted it.And then he tried to take all the credit for my success.He did no such thing. Do you know how much you hurt him?We hurt each other.Don't be glib with me, Tom.You don't know what he did to me.What he did to you? En hum?What did he do? He made all your dreams come true.He gave you a career, a life!There. The Scribner party line. I expected more from you.That decent man believed in you when nobody else would.He poured all his hopes and dreams into you.All the things he would never do, all the books he would never write.And now you repay him with ugly accusations and brutality.You ought to be ashamed of yourself!That man has a genius for friendship...and you've squandered it.There will come a day... when you're not the success you are now.It's a long road then, believe me.Why hurt the one man who will walk on that road with you?Daddy? Hello, puppet.Why doesn't Tom come around anymore?Oh, Nancy. Tom needs some time for himself.
