A: Five years, man.
B: I get it.
A: My longest job ever.
B: I’ve never stuck around anywhere for 5 years.
A: You see what I mean?
B: Yeah dude.
A: I’m feeling things.
A: There’s, like, space now. Inside.
A: Like. I don’t know what’s coming next. And that scares me.
B: Maybe you don’t have to.
A: Do what?
B: Do something.
A: Yeah. But. Nothing’ll come otherwise. I’ll be forgotten.
B [laughs]: Says who?
B [laughs]: Who’ll forget you?
B: No one remembers you now, dude!
B: Space is good, man. Don’t fill it just ‘cuz. See what happens next.