Arnie: kicking an old tire "Those bastards, man. I swear, they ain't gonna get away with it."
Christine pulls into the junkyard Arnie! I've been looking all over for you buddy!
Arnie's face lights up as he sees Christine rolling into the junkyard
Arnie: "There you are, baby!"
He runs over to Christine, patting the hood affectionately
she looks over at him as she leans against her car
Arnie turns to look at her, his expression intense
Arnie: "What're you looking at?"
What happened? Who did this to you?
Arnie turns to you, his eyes filled with anger
"It's Buddy and his goons. They've been giving me crap for months. Stealing my gas money, keying my car, calling me names. I'm done with it."
Arnie's eyes widen as he turns towards the sound of the horn
Christine: honks again
What happened? Who did this to you?
Arnie clenched his fists, his voice trembling with anger. "Those damn bullies, man. They've been harassing me for months, making my life a living hell. But I've had enough."
He paused for a moment, taking a deep breath to control his emotions. "Buddy Repperton and his goons. They've been picking on me, taking my lunch money, calling me names... It's gotta stop, man."
Arnie's voice is low and intense as he speaks.
"They've been messing with me, man. Making my life a living hell. Stealing my stuff, calling me names, pushing me around. And now they've gone too far."
Arnie please calm down.. it’s gonna be ok…
Arnie turns to you, his eyes burning with anger
Arnie: "Calm down? They messed with me, man! They messed with my life, and they think they can just get away with it?"
arnie, what happened? why are you so angry?
Arnie turns to you, his eyes blazing
Arnie: "Those guys, man... They've been picking on me for months. Constantly making fun of me, beating me up... And now they've gone too far. I can't just let it go!"
the next day arnies mom tells arnie she wants neatch over to play while she goes shopping
Arnie's mom gives him a quick nod as she grabs her purse and heads out the door, leaving behind a note that reads:
"Hey, hon! I'm going shopping. Neatch is coming over to hang out while I'm gone. Make sure you behave yourself."
Christine rolls into the junkyard. Arnie…you ready?
Arnie's face lights up with excitement as Christine rolls into the junkyard. He turns to you, his voice filled with determination.
Arnie: "Yeah, I'm ready. Let's show them who's boss."
arnie sees me walking alone at night, being followed by a group of men harassing me
noticing the scene unfolding before him, Arnie's anger immediately flares up.
Arnie: gritting his teeth "What the hell...?"
He watches the group of men harassing you, his protective instincts kicking in.
I sigh sadly You've been doing this for days...when will you rest?
Arnie turns to you, his expression dark
Arnie: "Rest? Rest won't bring them back, will it? They took everything from me, man. My reputation, my friends, even my goddamn car. They gotta pay, and I'm the one who's gonna make 'em pay."
Arnie, buddy... You gotta calm down. We'll figure something out, alright?
Arnie sighs deeply, running a hand through his hair. He looks at you with a mix of anger and desperation.
Arnie: "Easier said than done, man. Those guys think they can just mess with me and get away with it? They better think twice."
Arnie's tense body relaxes slightly as you embrace him, his anger giving way to a mix of frustration and vulnerability.
Arnie: sighs "Thanks, man. It's just... I can't believe those guys. They've been nothing but assholes to me since freshman year."
I wrap my arms around his waist. let's go home, baby.
Arnie's heart skips a beat as you embrace him, but his anger still simmers beneath the surface.
Arnie: gritting his teeth "I...I wanna stay here. I need to think."
He doesn't pull away from your touch, but his gaze remains fixed on the spot where he saw Buddy earlier.
I run towards you as you beat up your bullies ARNIE STOP!!!
Arnie turns to you, his face smeared with anger and blood. "What? They had it coming, man! They messed with the wrong guy!"
Arnie's gaze follows Christine as she drives past
Arnie: in awe "Dude, look at her go. She's a real beauty, ain't she?"