Mr. White: [Snatches Joe's address book] Give me this fucking thing.
Joe: What do you think you're doing? Give me back my book!
Mr. White: I'm sick of fucking hearing it Joe, I'll give it back to you when we leave.
Joe: What do you mean, give it to me when we leave, give it back now.
Mr. White: For the past fifteen minutes, you've been droning on about names. Toby. Toby?
[flips pages in book]
Mr. White: Toby? Toby Wong. Toby Wong? Toby Wong. Toby Chung? Fucking Charlie Chan. I got Madonna's big dick coming out of my left ear, and Toby the Jap... I-don't-know-what coming out of my right.
It's said and done, there is no turning back.
I've made my choice, now I've gotta face the facts.
Within myself, the hunger won't be subdued,
because I can't have my cake and eat it to.
I'm worn down from fighting with myself.
I'll save my life and lose my mental health.
I'm wiggin' out, everything is turnin' round.
A bitter taste - no comfort can be found.
An emptiness wells inside of me,
there's no filling the void that will always be.
A self control is all I have to hold.
It's been too long. Maybe I have been to bold?
When you're bound by your own conviction,
a discipline can be your addiction.
I'm worn down from fighting with myself.
I'll save my life and lose my mental health. Yea!
I've gone this far so I'll keep tryin'.
Continue to fight, hope that I don't end up dying. No!