You can’t understand the pain of betrayal until you’ve been betrayed.
Nice shoes. Italian. You hung up, Stu. I didn’t even have a chance to say goodbye. I feel bad about the pizza guy. But I couldn’t miss seeing you and Kelly reunited. You don’t have to thank me, nobody ever does. I just hope your newfound honesty lasts. Because if it doesn’t, you’ll be hearing from me.
Isn’t it funny? You hear a phone ring and it could be anybody. But a ringing phone has to be answered, doesn’t it?
You’d shoot me if you had the chance, wouldn’t you?
Stu, don’t do this. Please, come on. My sainted mother used to do this. She used to dish this out… Stu, please don’t this. Stu, you’re bringing back my unhappy childhood. Stu, talk to me, please! Talk to me! I can’t take it Stu… Ahh!
I’m kidding. I had a very happy childhood.
You’re in this position because you’re not telling the truth.
Now doesn’t that just torque your jaws? I love that. You know like in the movies just as the good guy is about to kill the bad guy, he cocks his gun. Now why didn’t he have it cocked? Because that sound is scary. It’s cool, isn’t it?
If only you had dealt with the man decently, this might not have been necessary.
But not your respect, which is what he really wanted. You were dismissive just as you were to the nice pizza guy. You are guilty of inhumanity to your fellow man.
Come on, Stu! Don’t you get the game yet?
Do you see the tourists with their video cameras, hoping the cops will shoot you so they can sell the tape to Goriest Police Shoot-outs?
This guy is getting on my nerves.
Wait till it goes national. ABC, CBS, CNN, UPN, you’re gonna have the whole alphabet.
Stu, you just gave that man $10 to walk away and saved his life. You have human emotions after all.
If this is true Stuart, then I have to take somebody with me don’t I? And since Kelly is the most important thing in your life, I’ll take her.
This is exciting. You get to choose between them. Kelly. Pam. BAM BAM!
Think so? Let’s see. One…
Two. That won’t help you. Three!
Oh Stu, look at everybody. Look at all the people yelling, Stu. Here come the cops, sniper on the roof. Gunfire. Hit the deck.
TV seems to bring out the worst in people.
That’s it, the captain gets a bullet.
Stu, if you hang up, I will kill you.
I never said I had bincolars. I have a highly magnified telescopic image of you. Now what kind of a device has a telescopic sight mounted on it?
A 30-calibre bolt-action 700 with a Carbon One modification and a state-of-the-art Hensoldt tactical scope. And it’s staring straight at you.
At this range, the exit wound ought to be about the size of a small tangerine.
Now doesn’t that just torque your jaws? I love that. You know like in the movies just as the good guy is about to kill the bad guy, he cocks his gun. Now why didn’t he have it cocked? Because that sound is scary. It’s cool, isn’t it?
You think she didn’t know she was being watched.
But beautiful women always know. That false indifference, superior air. It’s just a tease. They want eyes on them. Why does she put on her make up? Do her hair? Dress so nicely? Not for her husband which she hardly ever sees, no, it’s for somebody else to notice… I notice.
Come on Stu. You’re a selfish guy. Just pick one of them and save yourself.
Hi Stu! Now,you’ve had your little tantrum, and you’ve said some things in anger that I am willing to forget. Let’s start over.
Yes, one of your pathetic failed ones. You don’t have to come find me and ruin me, I can’t get work as it is. I’ve done some off-Broadway, some off-Manhattan, but that dried up. Now I wait tables, clean toilets, anything I can to make the rent. I’m a walking cliché.
Everybody does harm.
You are going to learn to obey me.
Deception can’t go unrewarded.
