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Order Of Chaos Page #4
You've got one that's
going to look at a red line.
You've got another one
that's going to look
at the other side of things
and think something's wrong.
You know what?
Give me a minute.
I thought
you were honest.
I haven't lied to you
in any way, John.
No, but you lied in your
proposal for the Browning's bid.
$147,000?
That's a lie, and I know what
that number represents.
You know, I don't have to
justify myself to you, John.
Are you all right, man?
Am I "all right"?
Yeah, you just seem
Jennifer's worried
about you.
How do you know
what Jennifer's worried about?
Because I've been f***ing her,
that's why.
Say it again,
motherf***er!
Say it!
Say that again--
Get off of me!
Hey, get off of me!
Hey, are you out
of your f***ing mind?
He's talking about
f***ing my fiance!
What the hell
is going on?
He stole
my information!
He's talking about
f***ing my fiance!
And I want him
out of here!
Get him out of here!
Get him out of here!
Wait a minute!
Listen, listen to me!
I am the victim here!
Listen to me!
Open your eyes!
Open your f***ing eyes!
I am the victim here,
Cynthia!
He's a f***ing
snake!
Woo!
I am the victim!
... More use
of chemical weapons.
This is how they give
their statements
to the public
and into the world.
I don't know how they came to
this conclusion or anything,
or the think tanks
that are paid millions
to go through these scenarios.
He then goes on to say...
...information chips
implanted in the brain...
...electromagnetic
pulse weapons...
Come on!
The middle class
is becoming revolutionary.
You're making me sick.
...population of countries
in the Middle East
increasing by 132%...
F***.
...Flash mobs...
What the f*** are you
looking at, motherf***er?
...flash mobs, which are groups
rapidly mobilized
by criminal gangs
or terrorist groups.
Now, let's just go over
As I say, look at how this
is presented to the public.
This is standard predictive
programming...
...that's giving you fear,
on one hand,
without explaining
exactly why...
If you're going to sit here,
you have to feed the meter.
I'm sorry, I'm just
on the f***ing phone.
Thank you.
You're kidding me.
Hey!
Are you kidding me?
I warned you.
Come on,
are you kidding me?
I said
I warned you.
This is bullshit.
Come on, stop writing my ticket.
I'm taking down
the numbers--
Just stop writing
the f***ing ticket!
Stop writing
the f***ing ticket!
Are you
a f***ing machine?
I'm just
doing my job.
Are you
a f***ing machine?
Stop writing
the f***ing ticket!
Fine, whatever.
That's less money for me to
spend on immigrants, right?
We were here first.
No, no, no.
The Indians
were here first,
and we came and raped you
and you became a Mexican.
Have a good day,
seor.
You're a
f***ing parasite.
F***ing bullshit.
Come on, pick up,
Steph.
Hey, it's Steph.
Leave a message
and don't bore me.
Hey, it's me.
Hey listen, there's some
crazy sh*t going on, Steph.
You remember that a**hole Rick
you were flirting with?
He just--
He just stole my f***ing job
and I'm freaking out right now.
Do me a favour and run his name
He should have a criminal
record.
I know of one incident--
I know one incident for sure
in Texas that did happen.
I just don't buy that
he happened to move in
across the hall from me
and happens to work
in the office
across the hall from me
and then
steals my f***ing job!
And I'm going to kill him
or something.
His last name's
Carlson.
There are probably
a million Rick Carlsons,
so I'm going to find out his
middle name and kill...
God, I wish
you'd answered.
my engagement.
Ha!
I'm sorry.
This is the longest message
in the world.
Listen, I'm cool,
Steph.
on the phone.
I'm fine.
Listen, I'll call you later.
All right? Bye.
I've just...
God!
Rick, you scared me!
What did you
just say?
I said, Oh God,
John, you scared me!
What are you doing?
Who were you
talking to?
My dad.
Do you lie to me?
What?
Do you lie to me?
No.
Do you love me?
Of course.
Which me?
Hm?
Which me?
John.
Jonathan.
I know.
Rick told me.
Why are you so worried
about me?
Um...
Hm?
What do you want,
Jennifer?
Huh?
Hm?
Hm?
Tell me
what you want.
What do you want,
Jennifer?
I want to be
like we were.
I've been a mess
since you first met me.
Let me ask you something,
because if you lie,
I'll know it.
Did you ever show Rick any of
the papers I've been working on?
God, no, John!
Did you ever talk to him about
my business in any specifics?
Be honest, now.
I did.
The other day,
in the garage,
I was saying that
and we started talking.
You and Rick
started talking.
Say his name so you can
hear it, Jennifer.
Rick and I started talking
about you.
And we did talk
about your business,
but only in the context
that it was bothering you.
Well it sure as f***
didn't bother him
because thanks to you,
I lost my contract!
What?
You cheated
on me.
You defied the trust
of this house.
I only told him
that I was worried
about how stressed out
you are!
And why am I
so stressed?
Because I'm working my ass off
to keep the sh*t
that we already have
because we're in debt!
Because I'm the one f***ing
person on this planet
who doesn't rob and steal
and lie and cheat!!
And for that,
I'm considered weak?!
Okay, maybe you're so used to
being a victim, John,
that you can't see when people
are genuinely trying
to help you!
You're crazy!
Did I hurt
your feelings?
Want to know
the truth?
Rick's been trying to get me
to f*** around behind your back
since the moment we met
and I didn't
because I treat people
the way I want to be treated.
And if I treated you
with the kind of disrespect
that you've been treating me,
I hope to God
that you'd throw my ass
over this f***ing railing!
Now I'm giving you 3 seconds to
get the f*** out of this house!
One.
I see you.
"Richard Vellum Carlson."
Vellum Carlson.
F***ing Carlson.
Ha ha, very funny.
What are you doing?
What are you doing,
huh?
Huh?
You miss me already?
Rick,
what are you doing?
Talking to
my other girlfriend.
Deep down in the mud
where the dead f***
I'm calling your name
I bow my head to the ground
where my lips suck
Till our breath
is the same
There's a moment
I'm crawling like an animal
Something tells me
this is the time
There's a moment
I'm crawling like an animal
Will you come
for me?
What's so funny?
Just looking
at all the drones, man.
You know
what I'm saying?
Not really.
Then you yourself
are a drone.
I did my time
I threw it away
I followed the signs
so I could look in your eyes
Where have you been?
Tara, my love.
I haven't seen you
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