If you keep watching you can overhear this conversation:
Craig Engels: Are they trying to get you to move up to 1500?
Donavan Brazier: Yeah, go out and jog high mileage with Jerry's guys for the next 10 years.
Craig: Probably win some nice hardware, though.
Donavan: I'm gonna be a f**kin' lab rat.
Craig: Better than this sh*t. It's a way outta here.
Donavan: What do I want a way outta here for? I mean, I'm gonna f**kin' run 400/800 the rest of my life. You know, we'll be teammates, you know, we'll have little kids f**kin' take 'em to junior meets together up at Grant High School.
Craig: Look, you're my best friend, so don't take this the wrong way. In 10 years, if you're still runnin' 400/800, still workin' on your block starts, comin' over to my house to play FIFA, I'll fuckin' kill you. That's not a threat. Now, that's a fact. I'll f**kin' kill you.
Donavan: What the f**k are you talkin' about?
Craig: Look, you got somethin' that none of us--
Donavan: Oh, come on! Why is it always this, I mean, I f**kin' owe it to myself to do this? Why if I don't want to?
Craig: Alright. No. No no. F**k you. You don't owe it to yourself. You owe it to me. 'Cause tomorrow I'm gonna wake up and I'll be fifty and I'll still be doing this sh*t. And that's all right, that's fine. I mean, you're sittin' on a winning lottery ticket and you're too much of a p**sy to cash it in. And that's bullsh*t 'cause I'd do anything to f**kin' have what you got! So would any of these f**kin' guys. It'd be an insult to us if you're still here in five years. Hanging around here is a f**kin' waste of your time.
Donavan: You don't know that.
Craig: I don't?
Donavan: No. You don't know that.
Craig: Oh, I don't know that. Let me tell you what I do know. Every day I come by to pick you up. And we go to practice, run some sprints, hit the weightroom, have a laugh at the Bowerman guys out on their long run and it's great. But you know what the best part of my day is? It's for about ten seconds from when I pull up to the curb to when I get to your door. Because I think maybe I'll get up there and I'll knock on the door and you won't be there. No goodbye, no see you later, no nothin'. Just left. I don't know much, but I know that.