[the King, completely drunk and furious, catches Mike and Bobby watching TV late at night]
The King:
[furious]
Hey! What are ya doin' up? Go to bed! Go to bed!
The King:
[to Bobby]
Not you!
Mike:
Yeah, but...
The King:
[cuts Mike off]
Bobby, come here! Mikey, you go to bed. Bobby, you come here!
Mike:
But I wanna stay...
The King:
[cuts him off again]
GO TO BED! Come here, Bobby. Come HERE! Come here.
[the King grabs and pulls Bobby towards him potentially to abuse him; Shane, the family dog, growls whilst Mikey cries]
The King:
[yells]
What did I tell ya? What did I tell ya? Why don't you listen to me? Why don't ever listen to what I TELL YOU TO DO? GET TO BED, YOU LITTLE SON-OF-A-BITCH!
[a few minutes later, Bobby, in tears, walks into the room]
Bobby:
[to Mike]
We can't stay up so late anymore.
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