True Blood2008

Franklin Mott:
You have a text message. B*tch, where are you? You said no boyfriends. Who is he? Who's Lafayette?

[He rushes across the room and chokes Tara]

Franklin Mott:
I'll rip your throat out!

Tara Thornton:
[Struggling to breathe] He's my cousin and he's gay.

[He lets go of Tara and then smiles happily]

Franklin Mott:
Well how do I get rid of him? How 'bout um, I'm busy b*tch. No b*tch. You are b*tch. Too many b*tches. Hooker? In his other messages he calls you hooker. Hookah. Not hookah. That's a water pipe

Tara Thornton:
Tell him I'm okay. Say trust me motherf***er.

Franklin Mott:
Trust me motherf***er. Brilliant. Hey Tara, watch how fast I type motherf***er.

[His thumb moves with incredible speed on the keypad]

Franklin Mott:
It's cool right?

Tara Thornton:
Yeah. Amazing.

Franklin Mott:
I'll delete it so you can watch again.

[Again he types it extremely fast]

Franklin Mott:
Hook, look at me.

[He types something else]

Franklin Mott:
Love you.