Raleigh Solioquy Pt. Ii

Raleigh: You went for line drawings and you f**ked up you f**kin' idiot. You brain-washed yourself you mother f**kin' stupid cock s*ckers, because you never studied your Holy Homework. That's two capital H's there, all the rest are lower case in any f**kin' case. Supreem Court, you are not the f**king 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 f**ker. It just started backwards and you can't do a f**kin' thing about it. The public are gonna take back every f**kin' thing that you took away from them you mother f**ker. 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 f**kin die! Guard: ...your outta here. Raleigh: Oh, your gonna put me out? Well I ain't leavin' mother f**ker. 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 f**kin' 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 f**kin' mouth off, so get out of here. Your cutting into my commercial. Guard: You understand? Raleigh: I'm making a f**kin' comercial, I'm a businessman! Get out of here! Your trying to get in on this f**kin' thing, you ain't no star a*shole, your just a f**kin' arand boy. Guard: Your 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 your going to the psyke ward. Raleigh: See, you lie. You don't eat your feedback. Guard: You need to understand that, as long as you understand that, that's the rules Raleigh. Raleigh:Whoever comes in this f**kin' room, I'm gonna f**kin' kill em! That's what I gonna do. Guard: Oh are ya? I'm in your room Raleigh. Raleigh: Well you've come in aginst...this is my room. Guard: I'm in your room, I'm in you 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 your gonna f**kin' die! Guard: Go for it. Raleigh: I ain't going for nothing, you f**kin' reach for me and I'm gonna take your arm off. Guard: Come on. Come on! Raleigh: I ain't commin, you come. Guard: Cool it Raleigh. You understand that? You got it? Either you cool it or your out of here, that's the only choice you have. Raleigh: Try it. Guard: Your gone dude. Raleigh: Who's gonna inforce it? Call the cops mutherf**ker! Call the cops. Guard: You got witnesses right now? Raleigh: No witnesses, call the f**king cops! I'll call the f**kin' cops on you, you cocks*cker, 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 f**kin' 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 psyco-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 fickin' 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 your recording this.