by Tom Swift

Mike: “So what should I do?”

Monk: “My parents died when I was ten. Two months later my uncle and I moved to America. I was forced to let go of everything I knew. In order to move on. Sometimes in life, you must do that.”

Mike: “Where are you from, father?”

Monk: “Vietnam. Hau Liang province. My parents were killed in a war.”

Mike: “By the Americans?”

Monk: “Yes. And yet I moved here—”

Mike: “I’m sorry.”

Monk: “No no no. It is not your fault. Let go, Michael. Let go and move on.”

Management (2008)