Constance: You sound like my friend Ed. Now Ed was an actor, and he tried and tried; and never got that magic role. He worked nights at a copy store and lived in a terrible apartment filled with roaches, but he never gave up. And then on his 60th birhtday, he said, “That’s it. I quit. I can’t do this anymore.” Guess what happened a week later.
Henry: He got discovered?
Constance: He died. Dreams are a life force.
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