"You know, Gary, I have a soft spot in my heart for retarded kids."
"Umm... That's great, Gil."
"I first worked with the retarded in college. Retarded kids have a beautiful quality that I always found very warm...."
"Cool... Sounds really rewarding."
"It is. You know at the last Special Olympics, right here in L.A., I worked as a hugger."
"What's a hugger?"
"The retarded kids run a race, and when they cross the finish line they get a hug. All of 'em. Regardless of their finish time."
"Oh."
"You know I really admire you, Gary. Everything you've accomplished."
"Gil... I'm not retarded."
"Of course you're not. You're a very special person."
"Thank you."
"Very special..."
"Don't hug me."
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