Spring Forward Page #2

He means the word "f*ggot," moron.

Because his son's a f*ggot.

- Jesus Christ!

- I'm sorry, Mr. Murphy. I didn't mean...

It's okay, Ronnie.

I don't mean anything negative.

I've known Bobby my whole life.

Enough, Ronnie.

Look, I've got to go.

I'm very sorry the guys aren't here.

I'll go make sure they get here soon.

Call Terry Kaiser.

Tell him we're gonna be longer than we thought.

As soon as I know what's going on.

Tell Bobby my thoughts are with him.

And please say hello to your wife for me

when you see her.

I will.

"When I see her,"

like she's some distant acquaintance.

- I'm sorry. I didn't mean "f*ggot" like...

- It's okay.

- I got nothing against them, you know.

- It's okay.

- I meant "p*ssy." That guy was a p*ssy.

- It's okay, Paul.

Enough.

I meant no insult at all.

It's no problem.

Let it go.

I don't even know your son.

I don't even know you. Here I am...

My first day, and I can't even...

What is it, three hours? And already I'm...

I quit.

- What are you doing?

- I've been here three hours. I don't know.

He has authority.

The guy's father is the first elector.

F***!

I call your son a f*ggot. I mean...

Sh*t! Three f***ing hours.

I don't know why I'm like this.

For some f***in' reason,

I can't keep my mouth shut!

My first f***in' day!

F***.

- I can't do this.

- Hey.

I'm sorry, but I'm not gonna make it here.

Relax!

- The guy is a jerk!

- I always do this.

- I mean, your son. I had no...

- Forget it!

I'm not insulted.

You couldn't have known about Bobby.

The language, that's all...

The son of the first elector,

probably dines with Kaiser.

Kaiser hates this guy. I mean, the guy is...

The guy's got a cupcake mentality.

To hell with him!

Cupcake mentality?

He's a jerk! A soft life, his whole life.

- I just need to start with a lawyer.

- No sh*t.

My parole would be so completely f***ed.

Forget it! Last thing Fredrickson wants

is to be seen as spreading dirt about somebody.

This is the sh*t those books

are supposed to help you with.

Should we...

...start loading that stuff?

No.

What about...

You really think

that guy's gonna send someone over?

No. He's a liar.

Guys like that,

you can just smell it on 'em, can't you?

I smell that, and I swear to God,

I want to rip their teeth out.

- I know, but you've gotta watch that.

- I know.

The only thing it's gonna get you

is dead or in jail.

- No offense.

- I can't kiss the ass of these jerk-offs.

I'm not saying that.

You pretend like you're kissing their behind.

Do what you wanna do.

A guy'll tell you to do something...

...and just by having the balls to say it out loud...

He got the upper hand on you...

If you say no, you're the problem,

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