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FRANK
(reading)
Ahhh, that's better.
Suddenly, one phrase comes into focus...
FRANK'S VOICE
Foreign distribution...? Foreign...?! Commies. Terrorists!!
LITTLE FEATHER
Come on, honey, it's nothing.
FRANK
Nothin', my ass. Whadd'a you know 'bout it anyway -- pushin' booz at some two-bit bar? What the fuck do you know?
LITTLE FEATHER
I know you're actin' like an asshole. That's what I know.
FRANK'S VOICE
It's a conspiracy, I'm tellin' ya. Al-Queda and the commies suckered us outta Iraq to pull us back into Afghanistan.
(losin' it)
A Goddam fuckin' conspiracy.
His hands raised, Greg makes a move to calm Frank.
GREG
Whoa, Frank... Lightin' up.
FRANK'S VOICE
Get the fuck outta my house.
GREG
No sweat, man. Soon as you sign the release we're...
FRANK
(cutting him off, hysterical))
Fuck you! I ain't signin' nothin'. You hear that? Nothin'!
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