Gran Torino

— All right. What are you good at?
— Like what?
— Well, that's what I'm asking. If you're gonna work for me, I gotta know what you're good at. I gotta know what you can do.
— I don't know.
— Well, that's kind of halfway what I expected you to say. You see that tree right there? You just go over there and count the birds.
— You want me to count the birds?
— Yeah, you can count. All you slopes are supposed to be good at math, right?
— Yeah, I can count.
— Good.
— One, two…