Transcript
Introduction
"So who exactly was this Floyd character I was referring to earlier. His name was Floyd Ray Wilson, and he was about 37. And for 1.5 years in the late 1970s, he lived in my house. He used to date my mom's best friend, Jackie. And years earlier, he would visit the apartment that my mom and I shared with her two roommates, Jackie and Lillian. And every time he came by, it was exciting because I thought Floyd was really cool, and I could talk movies with him. And since he was a hip guy who saw a lot of shit, he could keep up."
"I remember when Jackie introduced us, I was 10 years old, and she said, Quentin, Floyd is who you should talk to about movies. He knows as much as you do. So I, a 10-year-old, started testing this grown ass man on his knowledge of movies. Finally, I was able to talk to somebody about movies who knew what the fuck I was talking about. Also during this time, I realized the hard way that Floyd was a flaky guy who couldn't be counted on."