Floyd: You look like you're still human. If you're still human then surely you see the beauty in this work...
Frank: Sorry to get in the way of your hobby there, pal, but this is no time to go antiquing.
Floyd: It's hopeless anyway. I may as well spend my last moments enjoying this. If I'm going to die, I'd just as soon do it surrounded by great works of art. Don't you see? I figure the world owes me this much. The chance to choose the way I die.
Frank: I know a guy who's coming here in a helicopter on Friday. Come with us...
Floyd: Can you really guarantee that leaving this town would be better than staying? I'm so damn old. Even if I got out, I don't have much time left. Staying alive doesn't have much appeal to me anymore. Just let me die surrounded by art.
Frank: Listen old man, can you honestly tell me you want to die here? You wouldn't regret it?
Floyd: ...
Frank: You appreciate art too much to mistake this junk for sale in a mall for the real deal don't you? You cannot really consider this crap to be art. I've made better art than this in the can.
Floyd: ...
Frank: C'mon pal. If we get outta here you can see a museum again. Well?
Floyd: ...
Frank: Well?
Floyd: You might be right, son. Maybe I do want to leave after all. Whaddya say whippersnapper. You mind helpin' an old man like me out?