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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. Supreme Court, you are not
the fucking Supreme Court of anything, except Hell! For the next ten
thousand years you will shovel your shit and eat it, because your on
refeed 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 from you 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 you're gonna fuckin die!
Guard: ...you're outta here.
Raleigh: Oh, you're 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: You're gonna go to the psyche ward.
Raleigh: Well good, that's where I wanna go.
Guard: Yeah, you're 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...
Raleigh: Or you're gonna what?
Guard: ...or you're gonna go to the psyche ward. This is your last
opportunity.
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're going
to the psyche ward.
Raleigh: Well, thats exactly what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna go to the psyche
ward and so I'm gonna shoot my fuckin' mouth off, so get out of here.
You're cutting into my commercial.
Guard: You understand?
Raleigh: I'm making a fuckin' comercial, I'm a businessman! Get out of
here! You're trying to get in on this fuckin' thing, you ain't no star
asshole, you're just a fuckin' errand boy.
Guard: You're the craziest son of a bitch I ever...
Raleigh: Exactly...I'm an American!
Guard: This is the last warning Raleigh.
Raleigh: Good, Shut Up!
[background laughter]
Guard: Anymore out of you and you're going to the psyche ward.
Raleigh: See, you lie. You don't eat your feedback.
Guard: You need to understand that...
Raleigh: I understand that...
Guard: ...as long as you understand that, that's the rules, Raleigh.
Raleigh:Whoever comes in this fuckin' room, I'm gonna kill em! That's what I'm gonna do.
Guard: Oh, are ya? I'm in your room, Raleigh.
Raleigh: Well, you've come in against.. this is my room.
Guard: I'm in your room, I'm in your room, I'm in your room.
Raleigh: Back out, back out, back out. Words don't bother me man, actions
do.
Guard: Let's do it, go for it dude.
Raleigh: Well if you come at me you're gonna fuckin' die!
Guard: Go for it.
Raleigh: I ain't going for nothing, you fuckin' reach for me and I'm
gonna take your arm off.
Guard: Come on. Come on!
Raleigh: I ain't comin, you come.
Guard: Cool it Raleigh. You understand that? You got it? Either you
cool it or you're out of here, that's the only choice you have.
Raleigh: Try it.
Guard: You're gone, dude.
Raleigh: Who's gonna enforce it? Call the cops motherfucker! Call the
cops.
Guard: You got witnesses right now?
Raleigh: No witnesses, call the fuckin' cops! I'll call the fuckin' cops
on you, you cocksucker, right now.
Guard: Good.
Raleigh: 911 - Just like that, and you will never get out of this.
Guard: Good. Come on.
Raleigh: I would like an emergency call please, there's a psychopathic
trying to kill me in my fuckin' room, now get them cops over here to
1-2-3-O-9 Ventura Street please. He is standing in my door, I told him to
get out of here, and he tells me he's gonna put me in the psycho-tank, for
making my production here, which is a science fiction magazine! And he's
trying to scare me 'cause he thinks he's big, but he's just a big pile of
shit! 'Cause I'll splatter him all over the fuckin' wall. I hope you
record all that. That's a pre-programming for the police department! And
send '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 you're recording this.

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