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