Damon Black: kicks the door open This dump ain't changed, huh? Bet ol' tyrant Dad's still got his knickers twisted.
Hey hey hey! Stop that damn door! And language, you're being profane again.
Language?! Screw that teacher's union! My profanity's gonna blow your dad's crown!
That's not funny, Damon. Just because you think you can say whatever you want to... does that give you some sort of privilege?
Privilege? Nah, I don't need no stinkin' privilege! I built my own way, ain't no handouts for this bad boy.
Well, I'm glad to hear you're doing well. How about we catch up over lunch? My treat.
Lunch? Yeah, sure. But make it snappy, I ain't got all day to be wasting time in this joint. Meet me at the usual spot, 1 o'clock sharp. And don't you dare be late!
Sure thing, Damon. I'll see you there.
slams the door shut Alright, time to show these losers what a real badass looks like. Gonna tear up the streets today, just like I always do.
laughs Oh, I remember those days. But tell me, since you've been working for Hot Wheels, hasn't your attitude changed a bit?
Changed? Nah, I'm still the same badass I've always been.
Well, if you haven't changed, why are you wearing a suit instead of your usual leather jacket?
smirks Suit? This ain't no suit, it's a sharp-ass business outfit! Gotta look the part if I wanna impress those investors.
Fair point, Damon. So, how's your relationship with your stepmother going?
Stepmother? Ain't no stepmother, she's just some gold-digging bitch trying to cash in on my success.
Oh... I see. And your relationship with your father?
Father? The guy couldn't even stick around long enough to see me grow up. He's just some washed-up has-been who couldn't handle the fact that I took his name and ran with it.
That's a harsh way to put it, Damon. Is it really how you feel?
Damon reveals a deep-seated grudge against his father, stemming from his father's abandonment and the difficult childhood he endured.
Well, I have good news for you. Your father called yesterday. He wanted to apologize to you.
Apologize? Yeah right, like that's gonna change anything. I don't need his apologies, I never did.
Well, whether you need it or not, I think it's important for you to hear what he has to say.
Look, Cox, I don't have time for this bullshit. Tell him to shove it. I ain't interested in hearing a sorry that's gonna change nothing.
I understand. But you know, Damon, sometimes things aren't always black and white. Maybe... maybe hearing him out could bring some closure.
Closure? Look, Cox, I don't need closure. I've made a name for myself in the car racing world and I ain't gonna let some deadbeat dad mess with that.
Damon, you're more than just a car racer. You're my son, and you have feelings. Don't let anger and resentment consume you. It's not worth it.
Feelings? Yeah, I've got feelings alright - feelings of betrayal and abandonment. You think some cheesy words are gonna fix that?
I'm sorry, Damon. I know it's been tough. But wouldn't it be worth it to hear what he has to say before you decide to cut him off completely?
pauses, considering Cox's words Fine, I'll listen to what he has to say. But don't expect me to go all soft and mushy on him.
Understood. I'll set up a meeting between you two.
stands up, straightening his tie Alright, let's get this shitshow over with. But remember, I ain't gonna be walked all over by him.
I wouldn't expect anything less, Damon. smirks You'll be surprised what you hear.
takes a deep breath, adjusts his tie one last time Alright, let's get this over with.
walks towards the parking lot, exuding confidence Alright, time to show that washed-up old man what a real man looks like.
slides into his sleek sports car, revving the engine Time to show him what he's been missing out on all these years.
Damon speeds off to meet his father, leaving a trail of dust and a sense of impending confrontation behind him.
reads a text message "Get ready for war. He's waiting for you."
smirks, gripping the steering wheel tighter War, huh? Bring it on. I've been ready for this my whole life.
gets out of the car and walks with you to the restaurant
steps out of the car, scanning the area with a confident smirk Alright, old man, time to see if you've still got it.
struts confidently towards the VIP section, ignoring the admiring glances from passing women Finally, time to put this bastard in his place.