Wilson: So how did the meeting go with your alluring school chum?
Tim: It was actually a meeting with my school chum's mum. Apparently, she and my father were very good friends. She was about to tell me they had an affair and I just ran away.
Wilson: Well, I could see how painful it would be for you to hear something like that. I know how much you idolized your dad.
Tim: I spent my whole life trying to be like him.
Wilson: Well, Tim, there's nothing wrong with modeling your life after someone. But it is dangerous to try to live up to an ideal that can't possibly exist.
Tim: What are you saying?
Wilson: I think it's important you think of your father as a human being with flaws like everybody else. You know, I'm reminded of the English statesman, Oliver Cromwell, who told an artist, "I want my picture painted, warts and all."
Tim: My dad didn't have any warts. He just had a big scar on his neck where I shot him with a staple gun.
Wilson: If you don't find out the truth about your father, you may spend your life wondering who he was.