Mikey: Do you remember, Mo? Do you remember when we would come here?
Bosco: Yes, I do.
Mikey: Things were so bad at home. We'd come here and we'd sit out on this wall and we'd watch the boats move out into the sound and we'd wonder "where are they going?" Someplace nice, right, you know? Someplace better than here. And you'd say to me "Mikey, one of these days we're gonna sneak on one of these boats and we're gonna get out of this dump. Just me and you." Do you remember that?
Bosco: It made you feel better.