I like you, Mr. Beck. Really. But you and I are nothing alike

Mariana:

I was just wondering how it is you came to do, you know, whatever it is you do. Beck:
It's a long story. Mariana:
It's a long walk. Beck:
I grew up in a very rough place. One thing led to another, just like you. Mariana:
Like me? Beck:
Yeah. You get pushed, you push back. But with me, I pushed so hard that word got around. Before I knew it, I was standing in a room full of the wrong people with the wrong money. Mariana:
So you think I'm standing in a room full of the wrong people? Beck:
Something like that. Mariana:
I like you, Mr. Beck. Really. But you and I are nothing alike