[He's almost taken aback for a second but it quickly turns into quiet laughter.]
I ain't fuckin' busting up my knife for a restaurant. Fuck these rich people, yeah, but I wanna take the fight to Dante an' those assholes. These people aren't fuckin' anything to me. We're gonna need some spray paint, though.
[Because yeah he absolutely will go along with this idea of Chrissy's, but not directed at some seafood dinner spot. Dante and his boys are gonna fucking pay for last night.]
That clubhouse of theirs? Wipe that thing off the fuckin' street. With as may of 'em in there as we can. Fuck those bastards. They don't got a clue who they picked a fight with.
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[He's almost taken aback for a second but it quickly turns into quiet laughter.]
I ain't fuckin' busting up my knife for a restaurant. Fuck these rich people, yeah, but I wanna take the fight to Dante an' those assholes. These people aren't fuckin' anything to me. We're gonna need some spray paint, though.
[Because yeah he absolutely will go along with this idea of Chrissy's, but not directed at some seafood dinner spot. Dante and his boys are gonna fucking pay for last night.]
That clubhouse of theirs? Wipe that thing off the fuckin' street. With as may of 'em in there as we can. Fuck those bastards. They don't got a clue who they picked a fight with.