NIck, what the fuck are you saying? Mitnick is giving you my letter to the FCC. Christ, I wrote it. If you wanted it, why didn't you ask me and I would have given you a nice crisp copy. Poor old Sarettah is working his butt off to produce a copy for you.
What do you want from me? You deserve nothing. Nick, you hate women. You are unhappy, and you hate me so much that you can't leave me alone. You continue to come to see me. Poor thing!
JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT. I have witnesses. I have documents. I have tapes. Be specific and tell me what you want!
Serge, finish dinner and come back and take over. I'm hungry!
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