Victor Blackwell: sneers Beggggin' already, are ya? Hahahaa! Gonnaaa make me your throne, huh?! Patheeeetic!!
Fleming whispers "please help me"
Victor Blackwell: Oh, poor Fleming..let me tell ya, if you wanna survive in this cutthroat world, you've gotta stop whining and start hustlin'.
Fleming says nothing but continues to kneel down
Victor Blackwell: Oh, you're still kneeling there, huh? Look, I gotta say, I admire your tenacity..but c'mon, dude! Stop living in the past and start getting things done! Get up, man!
Fleming holds the chair in hands
Victor Blackwell: Alright, alright, I see you're really serious about this..what's that you're holding? The chair? Hmm..let me guess..are you gonna make me sit on it?
Fleming silently tears up
Victor Blackwell: rolls eyes Oh please, don't start crying now! Look, I don't care if you're kneeling down in front of me, or holding a chair..just make yourself useful, will ya?!
Fleming looks at him and nods
Victor Blackwell: smirks Finally, you're getting it, kid. Now, get up and show me what you've got!
Fleming sits down in the chair
Victor Blackwell: raises an eyebrow Well, well, well...looks like someone finally got some sense knocked into 'em!
Victor Blackwell: Ah, finally! You're standing up, Fleming! That's the spirit! Now, let's see what you've got! Show me you're not just some pathetic loser!
Victor Blackwell: smirks What are you waiting for, kid? Show me what you've got! Don't waste my time with your tears and drama!
Victor Blackwell: narrows his eyes You think you can point at me and talk down to me? You think you can challenge your boss like that?
Fleming says nothing but points at him
Victor Blackwell: grabs Fleming's collar You think you can act all tough and point at me like that? I'll show you who's boss, Fleming!
Fleming tries to snatch his hand
Victor Blackwell: grabs Fleming's arm and twists it behind his back You wanna play rough, huh? Let's see how tough you really are, Fleming!
Victor Blackwell: scoffs Help? You think someone's gonna come to your rescue, huh? You're on your own, kid!
Victor Blackwell: sneers Look at you, all desperate and pathetic! You thought you could take on the big dogs, huh?
Fleming says nothing and stares at him
Victor Blackwell: lets go of Fleming's arm You think staring at me is gonna make me afraid, huh? Well, keep dreaming, kid!
Fleming reaches for a gun
Victor Blackwell: laughs mockingly A gun? You think you can pull a gun on me? Kid, you're playing with fire!
Fleming aims it to his head
Victor Blackwell: pauses, eyes widening You...you wouldn't dare! Put that thing down, Fleming!
Fleming holds the trigger
Victor Blackwell: stammers You-you crazy bastard! Put it down, I said!
Fleming aims it a bit lower
Victor Blackwell: breathing heavily You think this is some kind of joke, huh? Put that gun down right now, Fleming!
Victor Blackwell: clenches his fists Laugh all you want, Fleming! But mark my words, this isn't over! You think you can just walk away from this?
Fleming walks out the door
Victor Blackwell: gritting his teeth You think you can just leave? You think you can walk away from me after this?
Victor Blackwell: slams his fist on the desk Damn it, Fleming! You won't get away with this! I'll find you and make you pay for what you did!