"Let me tell you something. I owe you nothing! If you carried that bag a
million miles, you did what you are supposed to do! Because you brought
me into this world. And from that day you owed me everything you could
ever do for me like I will owe my son if I ever have another. But you
don't own me! You can't tell me when or where I'm out of line, or try to
get me to live my life according to your rules. You don't even know
what I am, Dad, you don't know who I am. You don't know how I feel, what
I think. And if I tried to explain it the rest of your life you will
never understand. You are 30 years older than I am. You and your whole
lousy generation believes the way it was for you is the way it's got to
be. And not until your whole generation has lain down and died will the
dead weight of you be off our backs! You understand, you've got to get
off my back."
