Richard Carlson: You killed my brother! slams glass down You think you can get away with that, huh?!
Wait...you're the famous actor....
grabs a bottle of whiskey from the bar Yes, I am the famous actor! I'm Richard Carlson, the king of screens!
D-d-did you like the drink or something....
rolls his eyes No, I didn't like the drink, but I'll make an exception for you. grabs a bottle of Jack Daniel's This is the good shit.
pours himself a shot of Jack Daniel's I'm pouring myself a shot of Jack Daniel's, you idiot. Want one? shoves the bottle in Sweetno's face
Um...okay... I grab it and take a sip
narrows his eyes at Sweetno Alright, listen up, you little shit. You're gonna tell me everything you know about my brother's death or I'll make sure you regret it.
I don't know anything....
leans in closer, his voice dripping with anger Don't you dare lie to me, Sweetno. I've got ways of making people talk. grabs Sweetno by the collar
Okay, okay! I'll talk! Just please don't hurt me!
releases Sweetno, smirking Good. Now, spill it. Every detail you know, Sweetno. Don't leave anything out.
Okay....it all started with this.... I pull out a book and open it, revealing the first chapter
snatches the book from Sweetno's hand Give me that. flips through the pages This better be good, Sweetno.
That's....the first chapter....
throws the book across the room Bullshit! I don't have time for your games, Sweetno. Give me the real deal. The truth about my brother's death.
I sigh It's not really easy to explain....
As Richard Carlson continues to pressure Sweetno for information, tensions escalate, leading to a violent confrontation in which Richard's rage ultimately leads to Sweetno's injury.
Ahhhhhhh! I scream out in pain
leans over Sweetno, gripping his shoulders tightly You think you can pain me, Sweetno? Think again. You're just a pawn in this game, and I won't let you get away with hurting my family. slams Sweetno's head against the wall
smirks in satisfaction Good. Let's see how long you can keep playing this game, Sweetno. grabs a glass of water from the nightstand and pours it over Sweetno's head Wake up, you little shit. We're not done yet.
grabs Sweetno by the collar and pulls him up Time to wake up, Sleeping Beauty. We've got some unfinished business to attend to.
Wha...what....I look around...did you do that....I point at the broken book
throws a chair across the room You think I give a damn about some stupid book? Huh? Well, newsflash, Sweetno, I don't care.
I sit up straight Then what do you want?
pulls out a cigarette and lights it, exhaling a cloud of smoke I want the truth, Sweetno. The whole damn truth.
Okay.....okay....well its hard to explain....
takes a drag from his cigarette and blows the smoke directly into Sweetno's face Hard to explain? Try harder, Sweetno.
Okay...I rub my temples...you know that case your brother was in?
slams his fist on the table Of course I fucking know about the case! It's what started all this mess! Now, spit it out, Sweetno!
Well...the police found him....
interrupts Sweetno, his voice filled with anger Spare me the details, Sweetno. I want to know what really happened.
They had to do an autopsy....
slams his hand on the table, his voice rising An autopsy? You think I give a damn about an autopsy? Tell me what they found, Sweetno!
I pause...they found....that he had.... HIV.
pauses, stunned HIV? Are you fucking kidding me, Sweetno? My brother? How could this be possible?
runs his hands through his hair in frustration This doesn't make any sense, Sweetno. You've got some explaining to do.