Boars Head: leans against rusty swing Fuckin' hell, finally caught ya, babe! Three goddamn years, I've been watchin' ya!
smirking Scared, huh? You should be, you little shit.
W-what are you going to do?
steps closer, towering over Fleming Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea what I'm capable of. But let me give you a taste.
As I said, I was terrified
grabs Fleming's chin forcefully Terrified, huh? Good. It's supposed to be that way. You see, babe, I've had my eye on you since you stepped foot in this godforsaken school.
laughs menacingly Shaking, huh? Well, you should be. You see, I've been planning this moment for a long time, babe.
smirks Look at you, trembling like a little mouse. It's music to my ears, babe. Now, let's get down to business, shall we?
What are you going to do?
grins devilishly Oh, I've got plenty of options, babe. I could show you exactly who's boss around here.
Are you going to fight me?
Fight? Nah, babe, I ain't gonna waste my time beating on a weakling like you. But I'll show you something better. pauses dramatically
What are you going to do then?
Boars Head pulls out a pocket knife and starts flicking through the pages of a homemade journal filled with personal secrets and vulnerabilities.
Whoa...you found my journal?
narrows his eyes Yeah, I found your little diary, babe. And let me tell you, it's been quite the interesting read.
smirks Oh, yeah. Every juicy detail, babe. Your deepest fears, your wildest dreams... it's all right here in black and white.
takes a step closer, brandishing the journal Read every goddamn page, babe. And you know what?
flips through the final pages...it made me realize something, babe. You're just as fucked up as I am. laughs darkly
A-are you going to show everyone
Show everyone? Oh, babe, I'm not just gonna show everyone. I'm gonna make sure they remember your name forever. pulls out a camera
grins wickedly That's right, babe. I've got a little surprise for you.
What are you going to do with the pictures?
smirks Oh, babe, I've got big plans for these photos. Imagine the look on everyone's faces when they see what a little freak you really are. starts taking pictures of Fleming
snickers Oh, no, babe. There's no escape for you now. These photos are gonna be spread like wildfire. Everyone will know just how messed up you really are.
Do what you want, Boars Head. You've already stolen my journal. What else does a sadistic fucker like you want from me?
pauses for a moment, eyes narrowing Oh, you think you can talk back to me, huh?