(Theresa): I just can't, I'm sorry... (Jeffrey Sr.): Wai- Where' you going?! MOOOOOM! (Jeffrey Sr.): Argh... (Jesse): WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?! (Jeffrey Sr.): I didn't do anything! You never- MOOOOM!! PLEASE! PLEASE, WE WILL BE DIFFERENT! IT'LL BE DIFFERENT, I PROMISE! We'll be... We'll be different... *Psycho Walk of Shame* (Whisper) Fuck. Uhhh..... Oh, [???Incomprehensible English???], YOU THINK YOU CAN FILM THIS SHIT?! MOOOOOM! *Warcry*

Mom?! Mom! What the fuck? What the fuck? (Jeffrey Sr.): Come on, put that out of the way. Mom? (Jeffrey Sr.): What are you doing? (Theresa): I'm doing what I should've done a LONG time ago. (Jesse): Mom, what are you doing? Mom? (Jeffrey Sr.): Think about it, come on. You think about it! This is the first time you're ever listening to me! Oh, is it? What about him? He lied to us both! He smashed a bottle over his brother's head and locked him in the... (Jesse): Hold on, what is going on?! (Jeffrey Sr.): You gotta think about this, come on. I'm not being listened to, what's happening?! (Theresa): I'm leaving. (Jesse & Jeffrey Sr.): What do you mean, leaving? (Jeffrey Sr.): Where' you going?

(Theresa): No, no... *Sobbing* It won't change... Ma... Mom, Thanksgiving is tomorrow, you can't do this. (Theresa): I'm sorry Jesse, but I have to do it. (Jeffrey Sr.): Come on... (Jesse): All your stuff's here! What the fuck! You can't be serious!! (Jeffrey Sr.): You can't go! Come on! (Theresa): I'm done! Come on! You, no, Mom... Come on! I've put up with a lot of shit too, you can't just leave me here! (Jeffrey Sr.): No, come on, come back. No, *angry voice* get back. Come on! (Jesse): HOLD ON! Hey. Hey! (Jeffrey Sr.): Rethink this, come on. Mom? *Dogs yelling* (Theresa): Why are you always, I don't... You're not gonna change! (Jeffrey Sr.): I can change!

He... he did it, and he locked him in ther- STOP FIGHTING! 2 against 1 and you allowed it and you let it happen. (Jeffrey Sr.): You didn't tell me when them two went after him. (Jesse): What is going on? Jeff.. I told you. I only told you so you could think about it and do something for once, something good! (Jeffrey Sr.): He doesn't listen! (Theresa): It's the same thing over and over and I'm tired of it! I'm not doing it anymore! We're not going to go over the same things all the time! (Jeffrey Sr.): He doesn't listen. (Theresa): It's not... no I'm done, I'm done. He doesn't listen! Where are you going? (Jesse): Hold on... Wha- what the fuck is going... What's going on? What is going on? What the fuck? *Sobbing*

(Jesse): Mom?  
(Theresa): That's none of your business where I'm going! Mom, no, you don't need to do this, what are you talking about? Yes, I do need to do it! (Jeffrey Sr.): Come on, put that away.  
(Jesse): WHAT DID YOU DO?! (Jeffrey Sr.): I didn't do anything.  
(Jesse): You didn't do anything?! You smashed my whole fucking room and you smashed my window!  
(Jeffrey Sr.): That's between you and I! (Theresa): He makes me sick, I can't even look at him anymore. (Jeffrey Sr.): Come on, rethink this. No! I thought about it, I thought about it for a long time. Mom? (Jeffrey Sr.): Then why didn't you say it before this then? Mom, you can't leave... (Theresa): I was hoping things would change and...  
(Jeffrey Sr.): It can change!

Jeff! Jeff, stop it! No! What are you going to do? Stop! Jeffrey! Listen to me! I am listening. Stop! What are you doing? Stop! Jeff, please, stop! No. Jeff, please, stop! You need to stop! (Theresa): *Screams* (Jeffrey Sr.): *Smashes window* I WANT A DIVORCE! *Car alarm* I want a divorce! What are you talking about? I want a divorce... (Jeffrey Sr.): Why would you want a divorce? (Theresa): I can't take it.. (Jeffrey Sr.): He's the one that drives it. I can't take it anymore! What do you mean he drives it? You do it all the time! (Theresa): All the time! (Jeffrey Sr.): He starts it all! That's all you do is destroy stuff! (Jeffrey Sr.): Oh, I do? (Theresa): I can't take it!

(Jesse): It was self-defense!  
(Jeffrey Sr.): No, it wasn't, it was 2 against 1!  
(Jesse): This is my space, dad!  
(Jeffrey Sr.): It was 2 against 1!  
(Theresa): Jeff, stop it!  
(Jesse): Dad, come on!  
(Jesse): Dad, please!  
(Jeffrey Sr.): Yeah!  
(Jesse): Let go of that, now!  
(Theresa): Jeff, stop!  
(Jesse): You are not going to-  
*Jeff pushes Jesse*  
(Theresa): Oh my God! *Screams*  
(Jesse): *Screaming* Daaad!  
(Theresa): Jeff! Jeff, Why would you do that?!  
(Jesse): Holy shit! What's the matter with you? *Jesse's mating call* Jesse you okay? Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine! Holy fuck... Follow 'em! Follow 'em!

(Jesse): What the fuck did you do?! (Jeffrey Sr.): He instigates it, he lies to everybody! (Jesse): DAD, WHAT THE FUCK? He doesn't lie! He doesn't lie to anybody! (Jeffrey Sr.): Yes, he does! (Theresa): You destroy his stuff, I don't know why you do it! (Jeffrey Sr.): He smashed a bottle all over his brother's head! (Jeffrey Sr.): He locked him in the dog pen! (Theresa): He did that because self-defense! (Jesse): You smashed this?! You hurt him every single time! (Jeffrey Sr.): He ain't gettin' hurt about nothing. (Theresa): He's our son and you always hurt him! He deserves what he gets. Just because you don't approve of what he does?! That has nothing to do with it. He put a bottle over his brother's head! What do you mean it has nothing to do with it?! You've been doing this for years!

(Jeffrey Sr.): I can change. Come on. (Theresa): I can't do it anymore, it makes me feel so sick. You are a psychopath! I can't deal with you anymore! (Jeffrey Sr.): I'm a psychopath? Yeah... Come on. (Jesse): Ma, come on, please, please please! Think about this! (Jesse): It's a heat of the moment, I know it's intense but I've dealt this shit too! (Theresa): Jesse... *Sobbing* T-t-take me with you! (Theresa): I've got to be by myself... (Jesse): Take me with you! (Theresa): I can't.. (Jeffrey Sr.): Where' you gonna go? MOM! I can't deal with this shit either! Take me with you, please! (Theresa): I love you Jesse, I have to this... (Jesse): MOM!

-can't do this to my room! (Yelling) This has nothing to do with it! This has nothing to do with it! (Jeffrey Sr.): You smashed a bottle over your brother's head! (Jesse): Look what you did! That was fan mail and shit! It doesn't matter! (Jeffrey Sr.): Why would you do that? (Theresa): I told you that to help! I wanted you to help him! (Theresa): I didn't want you to do this! (Jeffrey Sr.): I can't help him! (Jesse): Why did you tell him, Mom?! (Jeffrey Sr.): Look at him! (Theresa): Because I wanted him to help! (Jeffrey Sr.): You smashed a bottle over his head! And then you locked him in the dog pen! (Jesse): Okay, yeah, that was self-defense! (Jeffrey Sr.): You know what happens! You know what happens!

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