You're f***ing crazy, do you know that? Do you? You've lived half your life and where are you? 5,000 miles from home, in a bankrupt seaside town, on a snide passport, talking shit to a dead man. And what have you got? What have you got? You haven't got a pot to piss in. No money, your wife in hiding in some shithole in Mexico, half crippled by some f***ing maniac. All that bollocks you were giving me about you and Joanie.
I meant it.
Aw! F*** you did!