Chet: Of course, my dad didn't say anything. He never did.
Harry: And how did that make you feel, Chet?
Chet: Angry. Worthless.
Harry: Oh. But you know that's not true, now, don't you, Chet?
Chet: Yeah. Yeah, I do.
Harry: All right! [sighs] Well, [ding] Happy hour's over, Chet. But I think we made some real progress.
Chet: I feel better.
Harry: Yeah. And just remember don't stop drinking.