(_Bernie, pulling his shoulder away from...

(Bernie, pulling his shoulder away from Char’s grip, in a loud, indignant tone.) Do you think I’m winning? You know nothing about winning. Winning will be when Maguire is not remembered. Maguire may be more alive now than when he was living. Now his little followers have that dumbass portrait and memories. When he was alive, at least he acted like a sympathetic old fool. People liked him because they felt sorry for him. They never knew him when he was forty-five. Maguire was a first-rate son of a bitch. He hated and humiliated those young shits. How do you think I learned? I learned from the master. He had the good luck of growing old and seeming wiser and kinder. He won. I’m still alive. I still have to run this firm. I have to live with people like you who somehow think Maguire is a saint. That’s not winning.

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