Simon Birch
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There are no accidents.
God has a plan for all of us.

:41:04
There's no plan, Simon.
Don't you understand that by now?

:41:08
- But God...
- There is no God.

:41:10
It's like believing
in Santa Claus or the Easter bunny.

:41:12
- It's all bullshit, Simon.
- Don't say that.

:41:14
My mom is dead because
she got hit by a baseball,

:41:16
and you're small because
you were born a sick baby.

:41:19
That's it. Just stop trying
to make sense of it all. You can't.

:41:24
Joe.
:41:49
Simon.
:42:04
Into paradise...
:42:08
may the angels...
:42:11
lead you.
:42:18
Simon. Simon.
:42:22
I hear you.
What do you want?

:42:25
What do you want from me?
:42:27
Simon, it's me.
:42:33
Oh.
:42:35
I thought you were...
:42:39
someone else.
:42:50
I'm sorry.
:42:55
I know.

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