I can't even imagine what kind of shrinkage there is for the Berlin Ice Swimming Club.
This guy handcrafted the house from UP and then randomly met some other guy dressed as Russel in the hallway. I call that fate.
"Look at this crazy Fucker drivin' around in Berlin."
Even sadder than the movie's beginning.
I bet people come up to him all day and say "You look like that old guy."