Pruitt: If you see a fire put it out, then move on to the next one. Whatever you do, don’t stick around once the fire’s out. There is no life to be lived in the ashes. Let them blow away. Andy: Good night, daddy. Pruitt: Good night, Andrea. Andy: Good-bye, daddy. Pruitt: See you later.
When I was a kid, my dad used to do this thing when I was sad. He would open all the blinds and let all the light in, and say, ‘Casas brillantes, corazones brillantes.’ Bright house, bright hearts. He was so good at… at pulling me back.