Store Argument Over Palestine and Israel

Palestine?

Palestine.

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

The whole of Israel.

Now, if you don't like it, you can get the fuck out of my store too.

No, no, no, no, that's- that's okay.

Get the fuck out of my store. Out of my store now.

You thought it was Israel.

Get out of my store.

This is not your store.

This is Palestine. I own the store.

You're-

Get the fuck out. I own the store. Let's go before I call the cops.

Let's go. Let's go.

You're being recorded that you're throwing me out because I'm

Jewish.

You know that.

There's gonna be a complaint against you.

Go for it.

Okay?

I'm not throwing you out 'cause you're Jewish.

I'm throwing you out 'cause you're being a dickhead. You're disgracing my country.

This is Palestine. I'm from Palestine.

Why was I disgracing it?

You said, "Oh, this is Israel." No, it's Palestine.

Well, you asked me to guess.

Get out of my store. I don't want to serve you.

Have a nice night.

Get out, and you're a minor. Get out.

I'm not a minor, but okay.

All right. Where's your ID, then?

That's what I thought.

Fucking weirdos.

Not important enough to pick a fight with. Okay.

I'm richer than all you fuckers. Here. Here's your fucking payroll, pussy.

Get the fuck out of my store.