I Love Music, but I've Never Let It Get Like Dope to Me

I suppose he was passable. Technically, that is. And that much you inherited from him. His wrists and hands, maybe. God help me if there's any more of him in me. You've got his love of music, too. I'll never let music get like dope to me. He stood up, suddenly. Look, I want you to handle my securities, not my life. If you can't do one without the other, I'll find someone who can. Please, Berberk, Mr Foster, I'm sorry. Sir, I was only trying to get the whole picture for planning.