Look who I found.
Say hello, Dallas. Hello, Dallas.
Oh, you’re so adorable. Madison, I was thinking that we- Are we going to do this or not?
I have a client at eleven. I love it. He’s not even hard! Jeez, man. Get it together. I’m just not really feeling this right now. Still thinking about Nash? Yeah.
He’s not your friend, bro. A true friend would support what you’re doing.
Fuck him. Let’s do this again. I don’t feel like I’m doing the right thing. What the fuck are you talking about?
You want some coke? Dallas, give him some coke. I don’t want coke.
I, I don’t want to do this anymore! Are you fucking kidding me? You are not going anywhere.
Don’t touch me! These past two weeks have been insane.
I just- I need a break. Please!
I feel so out of control with everybody telling me what to do and I just need one night where
we’re not working. One night where I can make a decision for
myself. No, listen to me. You are not Nash. You do not get to make the choice whether
you do this or not. I took you in when even your parents didn’t
want you. I feed you.
I even gave you a fucking job with what little skills you actually have.
As far as I’m concerned, I own you. You’re my property. Without me, you would just be trash on the streets. When I was in your shoes, I had to work a hell of a lot harder to get a fraction of
you are getting. You have it so fucking easy! Now let’s do this.
Are you ready Dallas? I thought you loved me? Loved you?
Where did you get that from? You need to learn something about this world,
Austin. Love is conditional.
I thought you learned that from your parents. Is that what your parents taught you? Get the fuck out. Both of you get fuck out!