IRC-Galleria

[ British accent ]

Hope you don't mind -- we made some tea.

Allow me to introduce myself. I'm the bloke you're stealing from. The name's Allister Rigby. But as far as you're concerned, I'm Willy Fucking Wonka, and you're taking a shit in my fucking chocolate factory.

- Easy, boss. Don't get upset.

When I have to go to the dentist, I'm upset. When Liverpool beats Arsenal, I'm upset.

But when some little fuck decides to take over one of the most profitable territories in the country, I'm beyond fucking upset. I'm very fucking upset.

So... from now on, you're under new management. You will work for me. And in return, you'll receive an allowance.

- Allowance!?

Yes, allowance, as in, I'm allowing you to keep 10%, and I'm allowing you to keep drawing breath on this earth.

Now, you either get down or you what's it gonna be, sunshine?

Riley: This wasn't no movie. The smart thing was to say, "yes," get up, and leave the room.
But then I thought to myself, "what if this was a movie?"