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