Raleigh: You Went For Line Drawings And You F**ked Up You F**kin' Idiot.

You Brain-washed Yourself You Mother F**kin' Stupid Cock Suckers, Because

You Never Studied Your Holy Homework. That's Two Capital H's There, All

The Rest Are Lower Case In Any F**kin' Case. Supreem Court, You Are Not

The F**king Supreem Court Of Anything, Except Hell! For The Next Ten

Thousand Years You Will Shovel Your Shit And Eat It, Because Your On

Repeate Mother F**ker. It Just Started Backwards And You Can't Do A

F**kin' Thing About It. The Public Are Gonna Take Back Every F**kin'

Thing That You Took Away From Them You Mother F**ker.

Security Guard: Raleigh.

Raleigh: Yes.

Guard: This Is The Deal.

Raleigh: Yes, What Is The Deal?

Guard: You Either Cool It Down Right Now...

Raleigh: Or Your Gonna F**kin Die!

Guard: ...your Outta Here.

Raleigh: Oh, Your Gonna Put Me Out? Well I Ain't Leavin' Mother

F**ker. Now What Are You Gonna Do, What Are You Gonna Do To This Little

Kid? Eh?

Guard: Your Gonna Go To The Psyke Ward.

Raleigh: Well Good, That's Where I Wanna Go.

Guard: Yea, Your Gonna Be Right There. So You Better Cool It Down. You

Better Cool It Down Right Now, I Don't Want To Hear Anything Else Out Of

This Room Or You Are Gonna Go To The Psyke Ward. This Is Your Last

Oppertunity.

Raleigh: Yea, OK, Get It. Let's Go.

Guard: Shut Your F**kin' Mouth.

Raleigh: Alright.

Guard: And Don't Make Anymore Waves In The House. Otherwise You'r Going

To The Spyke Ward.

Raleigh: Well, Thats Exactly What I'm Gonna Do, I'm Gonna Go To The Psyke

Ward And So I'm Gonna Shoot My F**kin' Mouth Off, So Get Out Of Here.

Your Cutting Into My Commercial.

Guard: You Understand?

Raleigh: I'm Making A F**kin' Comercial, I'm A Businessman! Get Out Of

Here! Your Trying To Get In On This F**kin' Thing, You Ain't No Star

Asshole, Your Just A F**kin' Arand Boy.

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