šmitec :: Something smarter than us is going to emerge

What now? Well let me tell you
what now. I'm gonna call a couple
pipe-hittin' niggers, who'll go to
work on homes here with a pair of
pliers and a blow torch.
Hear me talkin' hillbilly boy?! I
ain't through with you by a damn
sight. I'm gonna git Medieval on
your ass.

I meant what now, between me and
you?

Yeah man, we're cool. One thing I
ask -- two things I ask: don't
tell nobody about this. This
shit's between me and you and the
soon-to-be-livin'-the-rest-of-his-
short-ass-life-in-agonizing-pain,
Mr. Rapist here. It ain't nobody
else's business. Two: leave town.
Tonight. Right now. And when
you're gone, stay gone. You've
lost your Los Angeles privileges.
Deal?