what i've got to say anybody can listen to.  where's your boy?
my daughter may die.
where's your boy?
no thanks.
accidents? your boy was drunk.
whose police and whose report? i say the boy was drunk. and i know it.
right here before your father.  i want you --
i didn't say.
trucking business.
you're trying to bribe me, aren't you?
you're pretty good at talking. i remember when you first started talking. a place called upton. you did a lot of talking then and the things you said made sense, to me and a lot of other people. i believed in you.  i followed you.  and i fought for you. well, the words are still good. but you're not. and i don't believe you ever were.