Order Of Chaos Page #5

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in almost two weeks.

That's because

you never turn around.

I've been following you.

That's creepy.

That's creepy.

Where's your friend?

Rick?

Yeah.

Listen, I found out

some f***ed-up sh*t about Rick.

Can you keep a secret?

Yeah.

You never messed around

with him, did you?

No.

I got a call from a girl

that Rick was with.

Rick's HIV-positive.

What?

I know,

it's terrible.

Don't say anything.

Of course not.

But, my God, Chrissie!

She should know.

Yeah, I'll...

I'll tell her.

Is he okay?

He's so depressed.

I know him though, he's going to

act like nothing's happening

and keep spreading it

around.

I know, it's stupid but I went

out and got myself checked.

You're clean,

right?

I'm clean

as a whistle.

I was just

freaked out.

Yeah.

You want to go smoke?

Yeah, let's smoke.

Hey.

Vellum.

How's it going, Tara?

Good to see you.

What was that?

Who gives a f***?

Time to kill

Precious time

I'll call you.

Ricky, boy.

You better take

the stairs.

Don't be a dick,

John.

Sorry, can't talk.

Got to go job-hunting.

I didn't do anything

against you.

Oh, love and war.

Dog eat dog.

Business is business.

I'll see you,

Vellum.

Grow up,

cockhole.

Hello.

Hi.

Is this--?

Okay, sorry.

Thank you.

Hello, is this...?

Yeah, I heard you had

a job available?

Okay, sorry.

Thank you.

... and I heard that

there was a job.

I'm a lawyer, okay?

I'm a lawyer, okay?

To be honest, I've had

problems of my own.

I heard that you had

a job available?

... pretended to be my friend

and he had my fiance betray me.

... I'm sorry about that,

goodbye.

You ever hear

of knocking?

I own half the stuff in this

place; I don't have to knock.

Seattle, come here, boy!

Come here!

Good boy.

So were you even

going to call me?

Why don't you go

play with Rick?

We've been together

I think I deserve

a little better than this.

You want

what you deserve?

Just say the word

and I'll give it to you.

Yes, is this --

... I heard there was

this job.

Okay, sorry.

Oh.

Wow, Ricky, my boy.

Sh*t.

"Dear Ms. Craig...

"Please use discretion

"with the following

attachment.

"I thought

you should know...

"your head lapdog...

"a little bit better.

"Thank you

for firing me.

"It feels good...

"to tell you...

"to f*** off.

"You are...

"a stupid c*nt...

"with a dried-up...

"bird's nest p*ssy.

"That's why

I'd start...

"with your ass...

"and end...

in your mouth."

"Dear Ms. Craig,

please use discretion

with the following attachment."

And send.

Time to celebrate.

Hey, Tara,

it's John.

Call me,

I want to see you tonight.

Will you just

listen to me? Stop!

No. You go get your f***in'

dirty dick tested

and then I'll listen to you,

you f***ing cocksucker!

Hey!

What the f***?

All right.

All right

All right, just a minute,

Seattle.

Told you

that was disgusting.

You want to

f*** with me?

Stay out of my life,

you f***ing a**hole!

What, you find that

annoying?

What did I do to you?

You pretended

to be my friend.

Fill my head with your

stupid, f***ing sh*t!

Why don't you admit

you're a f***ing liar!

I was your friend,

you f***ing p*ssy!

I told you to stand up

for yourself.

I told you you could do

whatever you want.

This is

the real world, John.

You f***ing

disgust me!

I have lied to you,

John.

I never had

a prescription for meds

or had trouble with

people disrespecting me

because

I'm an individual.

But I invested

in your weakness.

I had to stoop

to your level

just so I didn't go

f***ing crazy.

I trusted you,

man.

You got information

from my girlfriend

that you used to get a job

that was rightfully mine.

You're a parasite!

You're a f***ing

liar!

All you do

is f***ing suck!

You f***ing told Tara

I had AIDS!

Because

you lied to me!

I lie

to make myself smaller.

You lie

to make yourself bigger.

Who is evolution

going to choose, John? Huh?

You crippled a man,

Ricky.

You crippled somebody.

You don't know

anything about it.

I know I never hurt

anybody like that.

Andrew Jackson was

a lowlife f***ing drug dealer

who I was

buying Coke from

and he hated me

because I'd always show up

and I'd f*** around

with his friends.

"Hey, what up,

nigga!"

One day,

we got twisted.

He reneged,

no pun intended.

Sh*t got out of hand.

It happens every day.

This is the real world, John.

No right or wrong.

You get

what you give.

You know that little e-mail

you sent Ms. Craig?

Ms. Craig wants me to get a

restraining order against you.

Me, the bad guy,

needs protection

from you,

the good guy.

Who is God

going to choose, John?

Now let's just go over this

little paragraph here.

As I say, look at how this

is presented to the public.

This is how they give their

statements to the world.

Middle classes becoming

revolutionary...

giving you fear...

giving you

conclusions...

fear...

programming...

conclusion...

conclusion...

conclusion.

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