Raleigh: You went for line drawings and you fucked up you fuckin' idiot.
You brain-washed yourself you mother fuckin' 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 fuckin' case. Supreem Court, you are not
the fucking 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 fucker. It just started backwards and you can't do a
fuckin' thing about it. The public are gonna take back every fuckin'
thing that you took away from them you mother fucker.
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 fuckin die!
Guard: ...your outta here.
Raleigh: Oh, your gonna put me out? Well I ain't leavin' mother
fucker. 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 fuckin' 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 fuckin' mouth off, so get out of here.
Your cutting into my commercial.
Guard: You understand?
Raleigh: I'm making a fuckin' comercial, I'm a businessman! Get out of
here! Your trying to get in on this fuckin' thing, you ain't no star
asshole, your just a fuckin' arand boy.
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