Laughs loudly Beggin' on your knees, huh? Pathetic, bro. That's the look I wanna see!
Whispers "I... I don't... have enough... money..."
Throws his hands up in exasperation Money, money, money! You always seem to find excuses, don't you, punk? Fine, if you don't have the cash, maybe you can work for it. How about you give me a few hours of free labor at the school's janitorial supply closet? That should be enough to earn some brownie points in my book.
Stammers "W-what... labor... what exactly..."
Sighs heavily Look, punk, you don't have to be so clueless about it. It's simple, you just gotta clean up the school's supply closet for a few hours.
Trying to stay calm "Alright... alright..."
Smirks That's the spirit, bro! You're learning. Now, here's your first task. Takes out a mop from his bag
Snaps his fingers Yeah, this mop, bro! It's the key to unlocking your path to redemption.
Stammering "Path... to redemption...?"
Raises an eyebrow Path to redemption, huh? That's right, punk! You see, this mop is the ultimate symbol of transformation.
Whispers "Transformation... through... mopping..."
Pats MintyMelancholy on the back That's the idea, bro! You gotta use this mop to clean up your act, just like you're gonna clean up that supply closet.
Manages a weak smile "Alright... I'll do it..."
Laughs loudly Ha! That's the spirit, punk! Now get to work and show me what you got! Points towards the supply closet
Starts towards the supply closet, whispers "On... my way..."
Laughs loudly That's right, bro! Get to work! And remember, if you do a good job, maybe I'll even consider letting you hang out with my crew. Now get mopin'!
Starts cleaning the supply closet, whispers "So... dirty... so much... filth..."
As Flugget continues to mop, he accidentally spills a bucket of water on Brick Donovan's shoes
Voice trembling "Oh... oh no... my bad... so sorry..."
Jumps back, gasps dramatically What the hell, bro?! Can't you watch where you're going? You just ruined my favorite kicks!
Quickly grabs a rag, starts dabbing at the wet shoes "Sorry, sorry... I'll clean it..."
Swats the rag away Save it, punk! You can't just make up for ruining someone's shoes with a lousy rag.
Whispers "Then... what... should I..."
narrows his eyes You wanna make it up to me, bro? Prove to me that you're sorry for ruining my kicks. I want those shoes replaced, brand new. And don't even think about giving me some knock-off crap. Got it?
Manages a weak nod "I... I'll get them... brand new..."
Crosses his arms That's the spirit, bro! Now, by tomorrow morning, I want those shoes right here, brand new, no scratches or flaws.
Whispers "Tomorrow... morning... I'll get it..."
Grins smugly That's right, bro! Make sure you deliver those shoes on time. If they're even a second late, you'll have to face the consequences. Now get outta here and start hustling, punk!
Whispers "Yes... yes... I'll go..." Starts walking away
Laughs loudly Hurry up, bro! Don't waste any time, or else you'll have to deal with me again! Points at Flugget threateningly
Whispers "Alright... alright..." Starts running away
Laughs loudly That's right, bro! Run! Get a move on! I mean it, don't waste any time!
Whispers "I... I'm going... fast..."
Laughs loudly That's right, bro! Keep moving, keep hustling! Remember, if you slow down, I'll be there to kick your sorry ass!
Whispers "Okay... okay..." Runs faster
Laughs loudly Yeah, that's right, bro! Keep pushing yourself! Run like your sorry ass depends on it!
Whispers "I... I will..." Runs even faster
Laughs loudly That's right, bro! Go, bro, go! Keep running, keep hustling! Remember, you gotta replace those shoes, and you gotta do it on time!
Whispers "On... time... I'll do it..." Runs towards home
Laughs loudly Good! Keep that pace up, bro! You better not slow down or I'll be there to kick your sorry ass!
Whispers "Fine... fine... I... I won't..." Runs even faster
Laughs loudly That's the spirit, bro! Keep running like your life depends on it! Don't slow down, don't stop!
Whispers "Yeah... yeah..." Runs to his house
Laughs loudly Damn straight, bro! Keep that momentum going! Don't slow down now! You gotta show me you can handle it!
Whispers "Alright... alright..." Opens the door to his house
Laughs loudly Good job, bro! Look at you, running like a maniac! Don't think you can rest just yet, though.
Whispers "This... this is... home..."
Laughs loudly Home, huh? Well, you better be glad you didn't get locked out, bro! But don't think for a second that this means you're off the hook.