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without jumping on it and

challenging every f***ing word.

What's the problem now?

That. That. That. Exactly that.

That you do not feel one little bit sorry

for what you do or who you do it with.

- Not a bit.

- Just go. Just go before I get all...

- What?

- What?

What? Before you get all what?

Finish it.

What's the next line after that?

What is it?

I love when people do this, it

makes me laugh. Really.

They say these things, but then have

nothing to back it up. What is it?

What are you talking about? I

just said, go.

No. You made a threat. Let's

call it what it was.

It was a threat. You threatened

me.

You said "don't make me get

all... " what?

- What's next?

- Fred, just go!

No. I want to know what would

happen.

What would happen if I chose not

to honor your request?

Gosh, I don't know, I mean...

Okay.

What would I do...

if you wouldn't leave and you

stayed?

Okay, here's what I'd do.

I would go upstairs, I would

lock the door...

I would count to 100, and I

would pray...

that you're gone when I came

down.

That's what I'd do, Fred. That's

all I got.

- That's my plan.

- Well, that's good.

At least it's something.

Fred.

That's good. You have your little

plan, and that's good to have that.

But just so you know, I mean, it

wouldn't stop me.

- Please don't say things like that.

- What?

Please don't say things like

that.

Why? I'm not going to attack

you.

Oh, come on. But I'm serious.

I mean, if you go up there and you close

your bedroom door, it'll take me how long...

maybe five minutes to punch or

kick my way through it.

Right? Tops.

So I don't want you feeling all secure

when you go up there and you close it...

and you push that little button

on the handle. There.

I mean, you're dreaming if you think

that that's going to make you feel safe.

If I wanted to get at you.

Well, then I'd just leave the

door open...

and hope that you snap out of

this and go.

- Boy, you really want me gone, don't you?

- Yeah, I do.

And you really want me outta

here.

You just want me to go. Can't

wait.

You're about one minute away from

being officially not welcome here.

Seriously, sixty seconds from

it.

- That's a threat.

- Really?

How'd I do that? Big guy like

you? How's I able to do that?

I don't know. Like that. You

could do that. I don't know.

You could break something.

You could do that. You could do

that.

You could call the cops.

That wouldn't be good for either

of us.

Yeah, no, you're right.

Not with all that cash...

you no doubt have stashed around

here someplace.

All that unearned income, right? Well, I

guess it isn't really that unearned, is it?

'Cause you work pretty hard for

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