Otto: Why are you so angry at Francis?
Hal: I am not angry at Francis.
Otto: Well, well... you shouldn't be. He is smart, he is capable, he is hardworking and I personally never met anyone more "relibable."
Hal: Yes, now. But I had him for 18 years. I had punished him and threatened him and cried over him and begged him and screamed at him and his life was one train wreck after another. Two months with you and now he's a model citizen.
Otto: And this is what you are so upset about?
Hal: Yes, I think it's pretty obvious. All he needed was his father to get just out of his face so that he could meet someone who knows how to turn his life around.
Otto: Well, if I am such a genius, how come that I am drunk and lost in the desert with a bullet in my ass? Hal, listen to me. Francis had all of his great qualities on the day that I met him. What? What do you think? He just picked them up off the road? "Hello, I would like a Big Gulp and a candy bar and a new personality." No, Hal. Listen to me. Your acorn did not fall very far from your tree.
Hal: So I'm not such a failure as a father?
Otto: Absolutely not. Now, if your crisis is over, my buttocks could use a vigorous rubbing. They are starting to go numb.