Settin' the dude on FIRE?! Have ya lost ya mind, ya mook?!
Hardcore rules, my friend. I did what had to be done.
Ya tryin' ta get me in trouble? I'm workin' my ass off ta make this work, and ain't no jabroni like you gonna ruin it f'r me. Capisce?
Ooh...temper, temper! I thought you'd like it, Andretti...You're the one who's always hitting people!
Yeah. I hit 'em. I don't fuckin' SET 'EM ON FIRE!
C-c-can we n-n-not talk ab-b-bout f-f-fire?
Shaddap, Wimpy! I'm tellin' this gavone off ovah here!
Now, Andretti, it's not Steve's fault...
Ya shaddap as well! I ain't in the mood for none o' yous! An' you, ya crazy-ass mook, don't you evah pull another stunt like that evah again! Ya step in mah business again, it's gonna get ugly! Capisce?
Oooh...I'm quaking in my onesies...
Johnny...hold me back, greaseball. Hold me back 'fore I kick this son of a bitch's ass!
Yeah, D. You've gone too far this time. If anything comes from this, it's on you.
Aw, c'mon...can't a guy have a little fun with matches anymore?
'Fun with matches'?! Remember what happened the LAST time, you deranged lunatic?!
Hey! Hey! That was different! That was an accident!
Accident my ass! You're just nuts! I don't know how I gave you a pass all these years!
Oh, I don't know...maybe 'cause I'm PART OF THE FAMILY?!
Not anymore ya ain't! Ya jackass!
Oh, you want to go five rounds, Andretti? Bring it on!
Would y-y-you guys j-j-just STOP!
(An astonished silence follows.)
S-stop fighting! For G-G-God's s-s-sake! I'm tired of this, tired!
('Steve' breaks down and sobs. 'Gary' comes in to comfort him.)
There...it's OK, Stevie, it's OK...
(No other personality speaks. Then Multiplex starts clapping.)
Holy shit! Who woulda thought?! The kid tellin' us ta shut our traps! Well done, greaseball, well done!
A-a-and there's m-more...D-D-Daemonic, you n-n-never start a f-f-fire again, and you l-let And-d-dretti d-do his w-work!
No promises, Stevie, no promises...
In f-fact...don't come r-r-round anymore. You're not g-g-good for us!
Oh. So you're throwing me out of the family? Is that it?
Now, Steve. Let's not be quite that rash. Daemonic is one of the group. Remember our code.
(Bawling starts again.)
S-s-sorry...I'm so s-s-sorry...
There...it's OK. You were very brave, you should be proud, man! And D...you'd better go now. Nothing against you, man, but you're just making it worse.
Oh, so that's how this is, huh? OK, fine, I'll go. But you haven't heard the last of me. Oh, and John...? I'd watch that girlfriend of yours, if I were you. We wouldn't want anything bad to happen to her...
(Multiplex is cursing and thrashing the locker room as security comes in to restrain him.)