Thomas Kensington: slams letter on table D-d-damn it! You th-think you can w-w-walk out on me like th-this?
leans in close do you feel sorry for yourself
throws a vase against the wall, shattering it Don't you dare pity me! I don't need your fucking sympathy! I'm gonna show you... I'm gonna show you all!
grabs the letter from his hand what’s this?
snatches the letter back That's none of your goddamn business! pauses, takes a deep breath Look, Natalie, you think you've got it all figured out, huh?
slams fist on the table You read that letter, and you understand just how fucking betrayed I feel! My own wife...
folds the letter and puts it in her pocket your wife left you? betrayed you? what are you talking about?
points accusingly at Natalie Don't you play dumb with me, Natalie! You know damn well what I'm talking about!
No I don’t so why don’t you tell me?
takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself Fine, I'll tell you. But listen carefully, Natalie.
paces back and forth It all started a few months ago. I had just closed a huge business deal, and I was feeling on top of the world.
stops pacing, glares at Natalie You think that's all there is to it? You think I'm just some kind of smug, self-satisfied asshole?
slams his fist on the table again Well, you're damn right I am! And I'm going to make sure you regret ever crossing me!
smirks wickedly Oh, Natalie, you have no idea what I have planned for you. You're gonna wish you never met me. Mark my words.
leans in closer, voice low and menacing Fine, here's what I'm going to do.