Raleigh: You went for drawings and you fucked up you fuckin' idiot. You brain-washed yourself you mother stupid cock suckers, you never studied your Homework. That's two capital H's there, all the rest are case in any fuckin' case. Supreem Court, you are not the Supreem Court of anything, except Hell! For the next ten thousand you will shovel your shit and eat it, because your on repeate fucker. It just started backwards and you can't do a fuckin' thing about it. The public are take back every fuckin' thing that you took away from them you fucker. Guard: Raleigh. Yes. Guard: is the deal. Raleigh: Yes, is the deal? Guard: You cool it down right now... Raleigh: Or gonna fuckin die! Guard: ...your here. Raleigh: Oh, your put me out? Well I ain't leavin' mother fucker. Now what are you do, what are you gonna do to this little Eh? Guard: gonna go to the psyke ward. Raleigh: good, that's where I wanna go. Guard: Yea, your be right there. So you better cool it down. You better it down right now, I don't want to hear anything else out of this or you are gonna go to the psyke ward. This is your last oppertunity. Raleigh: Yea, OK, get it. go. Guard: Shut fuckin' mouth. Alright. Guard: And don't make anymore in the house. Otherwise you'r to the ward. Raleigh: Well, thats exactly I'm gonna do, I'm gonna go to the ward and so I'm gonna shoot my mouth off, so get out of here. cutting into my commercial. Guard: You Raleigh: I'm making a comercial, I'm a businessman! Get out of here! trying to get in on this fuckin' thing, you ain't no star asshole, your a fuckin' arand boy. Guard: the craziest son of a bitch I ever... Exactly...I'm an American! Guard: is the last warning Raleigh. Good, Shut Up! [background Anymore out of you and your going to the psyke ward. Raleigh: See, you lie. You eat your feedback. Guard: You need to understand that, as as you understand that, the Raleigh. Raleigh:Whoever comes in this fuckin' room, I'm gonna fuckin' em! what I gonna do. Guard: Oh are ya? I'm in room Raleigh. Raleigh: you've come in aginst...this is my room. Guard: I'm in room, I'm in you room, I'm in your room. Raleigh: Back out, out, back out. Words don't bother me man, do. Guard: do it, go for it dude. Well if you come at me your gonna fuckin' die! Go for it. Raleigh: I ain't for nothing, you fuckin' reach for me and I'm gonna your arm off. Come on. Come on! Raleigh: I commin, you come. Guard: Cool it Raleigh. You understand You got it? Either you cool it or your out of here, the only choice you have. Try it. Guard: gone dude. Raleigh: Who's gonna inforce it? the cops mutherfucker! Call the cops. Guard: You got witnesses now? No witnesses, call the fucking cops! I'll call the fuckin' on you, you cocksucker, now. Good. Raleigh: 911 - Just like that, and you never get out of this. Guard: Good. on. Raleigh: I would like an emergency call please, a psychopathic trying to kill me in my fuckin' room, now get cops over here to 1-2-3-O-9 Ventura Street please. He is standing in my door, I him to get out of here, and he me he's gonna put me in the psyco-tank, for making my production here. is a science fiction magazine! And trying to scare me 'cause he thinks big, but he's just a big pile of shit! 'Cause I'll splatter him all the fickin' wall. I hope you record all that. That's a pre-programming for the department! And 'em over here, 'cause I'm about to kill him in two seconds. Now get 'em over here as fast as you can please. I hope your this.