Arguments Over George's Blindness, the Boss's Car and a Tire

You embarrassed me. Yeah, sorry about that.

How'd your little talk with George go? Are we kidnapping him?

Not the word I'd use. Well, now that you've talked to him, do you believe everything's all right?

Not exactly. This was a mistake. You should leave.

Way ahead of you.

George isn't blind. You're the blind one.

He can't see. He's blind. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.

Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. It seems like everything I've done has passed me by- y- y- y. Aloha.

Yeah, I got to get through, I'm tired of being someone who can't get out.

Don't chase me around, you're bringing me down.

I don't wanna play by your rules. My life is my own, so leave me alone.

I don't wanna be your fool. You do that?

You know, that's not my car. That's my boss's car, and if something were to happen to my boss's car, well, I'd get in trouble.

Lucky for you, he's got a spare.

Don't chase me around, you're bringing me down.

I don't wanna play by your rules. Don't chase me around, you're bringing me down. Fix it.

Fuck you. My life is my own, so leave me alone.

I don't wanna be your fool.

Ladies.

Come one step closer and I will knock his teeth out.

Fix it. Can I at least get a rag to wipe my face first?

Nope. Tire first.

Sundance, get on a horse, go get Tex, and get his ass down here.

Okay.