Speg
I owe you? I feel like I'm talking to a goddamned teenager. You wanna talk about respect? Look at how you come at me every fucking day.
I ask you to stay away from the [Slur] down at the bookshop who fucking assaulted a police officer, my partner and it's "of course your majesty" "yes your highness" like are you fucking kidding me? Then the accusations, blowing your smoke in my fucking face, and now you're talking to me about respect? We got two teenaged girls in the house and they show me more respect than you.
You wanna act like I'm the bad guy here, fine. I'll be the fucking bad guy. I'll treat you like the fucking child you're acting like. No, you're not allowed to go there anymore. You're not allowed to fucking smoke. You're not allowed to go to Hank's place. You do so much, right? So you're welcome, now you'll have more fucking free time. You happy? Want me to keep going?