Is that Your answer, Old Man? I guess You're a hard case, too

Luke:

Anybody here? Hey, Old Man. You home tonight? Can You spare a minute. It's about time we had a little talk. I know I'm a pretty evil fellow... killed people in the war and got drunk... and chewed up municipal property and the like. I know I got no call to ask for much... but even so, You've got to admit You ain't dealt me no cards in a long time. It's beginning to look like You got things fixed so I can't never win out. Inside, outside, all of them... rules and regulations and bosses. You made me like I am. Now just where am I supposed to fit in? Old Man, I gotta tell You. I started out pretty strong and fast. But it's beginning to get to me. When does it end? What do You got in mind for me? What do I do now? Right. All right. [Gets on knees, closes eyes and begins to pray] Luke:
. On my knees, asking. [Peeks up with one eye, waits. Then opens eyes and crosses arms] Luke:
. Yeah, that's what I thought. I guess I'm pretty tough to deal with, huh? A hard case. [Clicks tongue] Luke:
. Yeah. I guess I gotta find my own way. [Headlights shine through windows, backs up] Dragline:
Luke? Luke:
[Shakes head and smiles]
Is that Your answer, Old Man? I guess You're a hard case, too