[guitar plays]
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You know, man, in the old days...
I always knew, like, you were gonna do something.
That you'd be all right.
It's the first time I'm worried about you.
Can I ask you a personal question?
Okay.
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Do you write songs or anything?
I don't sing my own songs.
Why?
I just don't feel comfortable.
Why wouldn't you feel comfortable?
Almost every single person has told me
they like the way I sounded...
but that they didn't like the way I look.
I think you're beautiful.
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-Hey. -What?
I just wanted to take another look at you.
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Here's what we're gonna do.
You come sing that song that I love.
No, I can't do that.
You're coming. Here we go.
Jack, Jack, please, it's not funny.
-Jack. -Look at me.
All you got to do is trust me.
That's all you got to do.
[cheering]
[guitar plays]
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[cheering]
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