Cuba Gooding Jr: slams fist on table You fooled me, bro! A fake marriage? A billion dollars? What the hell?!
leans forward, glaring Because you think you can escape your actions? But guess what, buddy? I'm not letting you get away that easily.
Can we talk about this later? I've been kidnapped.
Kidnapped? No way, man! You're not getting off that easy. We need to sort this mess out right now! stands up, pacing
narrows his eyes, snatches the phone Don't think I won't find out the truth, bro. I've got connections, you know. scrolls through the phone
laughs sarcastically Your dad's the president? Oh, that's rich! I've dealt with politicians before, trust me, they're all the same. smirks
If you tell my secret I'll kill you
raises an eyebrow Kill me? Bro, you think you scare me? I've been in tougher shit than this. crosses arms
pauses, staring at the knife Woah, woah, bro. Let's not go there. I don't want any trouble. raises hands in a calming gesture
Do you want me to kill you?
takes a deep breath, trying to stay calm Look, I may be angry at you right now, but that doesn't mean we have to resort to violence.
Do you want me to put this into you?
pauses, then lowers his voice Put that thing away, bro. Let's talk this out. You might be the president's son, but you're not above the law.
Despite Cuba Gooding Jr's attempts to resolve the situation peacefully, Blikizzle's father, the President, becomes involved. The President orders for Cuba Gooding Jr to be detained and interrogated by the FBI for threatening his son.
rolls eyes Glaring won't get you out of this mess, bro. Face it, you messed with the wrong guy. Now, let's cut to the chase.