[last lines]
Mick Taylor:
[with his hands round Paul's throat]
Now, Where were we?
[firmly]
Mick Taylor:
You see, in this world, there's people like me and there's people like you. And people like me EAT people LIKE YOU for breakfast and SHIT THEM OUT. You're nothing but foreign vermin, a stinking introduced species. And it's up to MY KIND to wipe YOUR KIND out. And that makes me the winner, which makes you...
[Mick head-butts Paul]
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