I haven't even talked to my Dad yet... Which is not good, but uhh... I was thinking... what if we just put everything in Uncle Larry's RV. (Corn behind the camera): Oh! That actually has enough room. (Jesse): Or uhh... or even the- Like you know what? We can just put it out in the Morton Building. (Corn): Yeah. I don't really fucking care at this point. (Corn): Either or works I mean- We're gonna need Uncle Larry! We need Beth! Mark! We're gonna need everyone- What the fuck? Hold on. Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on... Where the fuck is it? DAD! DAAAADDDD!!! Where the hell is all my Fan Mail?! DAD! What the fuck? Fuck. Jeffrey! Jeffrey, where's dad at?! (Door Banging) Hey! Jeffrey! Hey! Fuck. Oh no. no no no.

Fuck. Fuck! Fuck! GET OUT OF THE WAY, ELLA! GET OUT OF THE WAY! FUCK! HEY! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?! You know what I'm doing. NO, WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? WHAT ARE YOU GONNA BURN IT? It's what you didn't do last night. I told you I needed more time! (Jeffrey Sr.): You had all last night! (Jesse): I wanted to talk to you about it! What did you do last night? What did you do last night? I livestreamed with Jeff- I HAD A COMMITMENT! You played games! So I come out here today because you didn't do it! (Jesse): NO! (Jeffrey Sr.): Then I filled it up! All you have to do! (Jesse): No, I'm an adult now! I told him I would stream with him! I just need more time! (Jesse): How the fuck did you move all of this? (Jeffrey Sr.): You don't have more time!

(Jesse): I thought you couldn't move anything. (Jeffrey Sr.) YOU DISRESPECT ME! (Jesse): I thought you couldn't move anything! (Jeffrey): I could move it! I- disrespect... It's- it's EVERYWHERE HERE, WHY!?! YOU DON'T FOLLOW RULES! I didn't say those things those kids say that! I don't care! (Jesse): THEY SHOULDN'T HAVE TO SUFFER! (Jeffrey Sr.): You had rules! You had rules... and you didn't follow them! YOU DISRESPECT ME BY LYING! What do you expect?! I lie- I DON'T WANT TO LIE! I LIE FOR A GOOD REASON! (Jeffrey Sr.): Yeah you lie for a good reason. (Jesse): DAD! What the fuck. Dad No! (Jesse): Can we talk about this? Calm down. (Jeffrey Sr.): NO!

(Jesse): Can we talk about this? (Jeffrey Sr.): No! Please! Please! You should have taken care of it, I'll take care of it! Mom's stuff... isn't even in the room! THAT'S MY JOB TO TAKE CARE OF! Why would you clear out all this stuff, if you're not gonna even put mom's stuff in there? (Jesse): This is about me! (Jeffrey Sr.): I have to clean this shit out first! THIS IS ABOUT ME AND WHAT I DO! Yeah, 'cause you don't frickin' follow orders! Because you don't respect me. I DON'T RESPECT YOU? You had all last night and all of today to do this! Why burn this? Why burn this? Because I feel like I should! You're gonna need a better reason than that! No, I don't! DAD! DAD! DAD! DAD! DAD STOP! NO DAD!

Mom's things are for sentimental reasons, right? No! YES! They gotta go too! Then you put them in this fucking pile right now! Nah! I'll do it on my own time. (Jesse): This stuff means- (Jeffrey Sr.): You already read this, didn't you? These- Yeah! Did you already read this? YES! How long ago did this start? (Jesse): A while ago! (Jeffrey Sr.): Much! And you just set it in there with all your trash! (Jesse): IT'S NOT TRASH! (Jeffrey Sr.): And it's been hard to take care of? THESE KIDS MEAN SOMETHING TO ME! OH DO THEY?! YOU'RE NOT DOING THIS! DAD!!! DAD YOU'RE NOT! Yeah, I'm doing it? Yeah! (Jesse): Dad, please... (Jeffrey Sr.): YOU'RE LUCKY! You're lucky this ain't working. This ki- These kids matter!

Oh, do they? Yes, and I don- I don't care what they said about you or to you. YEAH, THEY D- YOU ARE DAMN LUCKY! You're damn lucky this ain't even working! 'Cause everything would burn the hell up if it was! (Jesse): (Deep breathing) Well, you just got bad luck there, didn't you, buddy? Dad, stop. Dad, please just stop. DAD, COME ON! FUCK! Oh, you are lucky there! If you'd learned your lesson way back when, I let you back in the house! Don't get away- Get away- Get away from it! (Psycho Dad) LET IT GO! (Jesse) Does it make you hap- LET IT GO! You let all of mom's stuff go too! I'll take care of your mom's stuff. You get out of it. GET AWAY FROM IT! LET IT GO! Since when do you actually care?

You know I care. Pile up trash in my room! Disrespect me! LIE TO ME! Here, take your fricken heads too! Dad come on! DAD! You can't even burn those! THESE ARE STYROFOAM! (Saves Army of Emma's) Get away from it! Let it go! Learn your lesson eventually. 23 and you lie! And what do you do? Disrespect me all the time! And your Fan Mail! Leave it in there for how long? Let that shit burn. Fuck. Fuck. Fucking covered in gasoline. Fuck. Holy shit. Fuck. Fuck. I failed you. I failed you guys. I shouldn't be here. Holy fuck. I shouldn't fucking be here! Look at this shit.... Look at this shit. (War Cry)

Psycho Dad Incinerates Fan Mail

Psycho Dad Incinerates Fan Mail