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I won't forgive them; I won't forgive you. No... No... DO YOU HEAR ME IF YOU'RE WEARING UNIFORM YOU'RE GOT A TRIP TO THE MORGUE ON YOUR SCHEDULE BOYO. It's coming. It's at your door. It will be here soon. What will you do? There'll be no warning shots- never none. Is the barrel cold? Shall I feed the rifle into your esophagus? I disgrace your forgettable memory by blowing your skull off of your scrawny neck and I think: I should've hung your intestines 'round your throat and tied 'em to my car.
Sorry... Sorry. I'm becoming very.... [Slow intake of oxygen] irritated, with lesser men intruding on my timetable.
I know - I'll feel better if I kill someone! How about Vic?
'Eh?'
[Ladd's voice is directed contarary to the device:]
Hey Vic! Can I kill you!?
Aw, don't say that. I'm gonna kill you now! You better run away, I'm not screwing around!
[A deafening bang.]
Sorry... Sorry. I'm becoming very.... [Slow intake of oxygen] irritated, with lesser men intruding on my timetable.
I know - I'll feel better if I kill someone! How about Vic?
'Eh?'
[Ladd's voice is directed contarary to the device:]
Hey Vic! Can I kill you!?
Aw, don't say that. I'm gonna kill you now! You better run away, I'm not screwing around!
[A deafening bang.]