Feelin' fine.
Sunset of your career? (smashes bottle on edge of table and holds to your throat) You crazy, son?
Let's do this. (smashes stool against bar)
You got it, asshole. (takes a swing at Chris, misses and punches a nice woman innocently sitting nearby.) Oh, shit....my parole officer is not going to like this... (dives through glass window)
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Sunset of your career? (smashes bottle on edge of table and holds to your throat) You crazy, son?
Let's do this. (smashes stool against bar)
You got it, asshole. (takes a swing at Chris, misses and punches a nice woman innocently sitting nearby.) Oh, shit....my parole officer is not going to like this... (dives through glass window)
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