Josh Gad

So I'm sitting there and this guy who I always was like, Oh my God, he's invincible. Yeah. is now like Al Pacino in Godfather III. The next morning, I hug him, I get him a car, and I give him his jacket, and he goes, what's that? And I said, it's your jacket. And he goes, it's not my jacket. And I go, that's your jacket, Dad. He goes, it's not my jacket.

So I'm sitting there and this guy who I always was like, Oh my God, he's invincible. Yeah. is now like Al Pacino in Godfather III. The next morning, I hug him, I get him a car, and I give him his jacket, and he goes, what's that? And I said, it's your jacket. And he goes, it's not my jacket. And I go, that's your jacket, Dad. He goes, it's not my jacket.

And then I put it on him and I say, this is the jacket you came in. And it occurs to me, perhaps this is the last time, A, my father recognizes me. He's not the kind of guy who will go to a doctor. And it seems to me like there's something debilitating going on. And I love him and so I wish he would. But I'm also having this moment of going, is this where this journey ends for us?

And then I put it on him and I say, this is the jacket you came in. And it occurs to me, perhaps this is the last time, A, my father recognizes me. He's not the kind of guy who will go to a doctor. And it seems to me like there's something debilitating going on. And I love him and so I wish he would. But I'm also having this moment of going, is this where this journey ends for us?

And then I put it on him and I say, this is the jacket you came in. And it occurs to me, perhaps this is the last time, A, my father recognizes me. He's not the kind of guy who will go to a doctor. And it seems to me like there's something debilitating going on. And I love him and so I wish he would. But I'm also having this moment of going, is this where this journey ends for us?

And if it does, I'm so grateful I had this. I lied to my mom. I didn't tell her that I saw him.

And if it does, I'm so grateful I had this. I lied to my mom. I didn't tell her that I saw him.

And if it does, I'm so grateful I had this. I lied to my mom. I didn't tell her that I saw him.

And he says, surprise, and introduces me to his mistress and their son from Columbia. The dad had another family. I didn't know what to do with that. I'm eight.

And he says, surprise, and introduces me to his mistress and their son from Columbia. The dad had another family. I didn't know what to do with that. I'm eight.

And he says, surprise, and introduces me to his mistress and their son from Columbia. The dad had another family. I didn't know what to do with that. I'm eight.

He was oblivious. My dad doesn't operate in familiar ways that we understand responsible parents. And I'm grateful for that because, man, did it fucking teach me how to be a great parent. Yeah. I'm sure you have the same sort of experience of learning from mistakes and vowing to never fucking repeat those mistakes. Yeah.

He was oblivious. My dad doesn't operate in familiar ways that we understand responsible parents. And I'm grateful for that because, man, did it fucking teach me how to be a great parent. Yeah. I'm sure you have the same sort of experience of learning from mistakes and vowing to never fucking repeat those mistakes. Yeah.

He was oblivious. My dad doesn't operate in familiar ways that we understand responsible parents. And I'm grateful for that because, man, did it fucking teach me how to be a great parent. Yeah. I'm sure you have the same sort of experience of learning from mistakes and vowing to never fucking repeat those mistakes. Yeah.

The exact same story. Except my dad would go months at a time and would live in another country. Right. With one of his many other, you know, fuck buddies.

The exact same story. Except my dad would go months at a time and would live in another country. Right. With one of his many other, you know, fuck buddies.

The exact same story. Except my dad would go months at a time and would live in another country. Right. With one of his many other, you know, fuck buddies.

I vividly remember sitting at the window in my home in Hollywood, Florida, waiting for my father to show up on countless nights where he never came. And my mom knew he wasn't going to come and he would tell me he was coming and I believed he was coming and then he wouldn't show up.

I vividly remember sitting at the window in my home in Hollywood, Florida, waiting for my father to show up on countless nights where he never came. And my mom knew he wasn't going to come and he would tell me he was coming and I believed he was coming and then he wouldn't show up.

I vividly remember sitting at the window in my home in Hollywood, Florida, waiting for my father to show up on countless nights where he never came. And my mom knew he wasn't going to come and he would tell me he was coming and I believed he was coming and then he wouldn't show up.