37. The End, Credits Roll

[actuallyagolem]

I've decided that I'm going back home. I know I kind of flip-flopped back and forth about it for a while, but I think it's time. Graduating one inmate was enough, and I think you guys have just about had it with me and my boozing and baseball.

Thanks for everything, Barge. Don't ever stop in Boston - you'll wreck the place.

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[greatlightother]

I love you.

...Don't tell me goodbye...just tell me you love me, too. That's all I want to hear.

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[actuallyagolem]

I love you, Svetlana. You've changed my life in ways I can't even begin to explain.

I won't ever forget you. Ever. And I'll never stop loving you, even when I'm an old man with a crooked spine and hair coming out my ears.

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[greatlightother]

You have such a way with words, Donny Donowitz. I certainly won't forget that.

Go home, eat some peas, and...just...enjoy your life.

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[actuallyagolem]

I'm a poet, Sveta. I'm a fucking poet who will make himself sick on peas.

Finish your work, be happy, and don't let anyone or anything drag you down. Enjoy your life, because you deserve it.

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[greatlightother]

I promise I will do that much.

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[actuallyagolem]

Alright. I'll hold you to that...as best I can, anyway.

I guess...well.

I love you, then.