Arnold Stoner:
[to wife, off camera]
Sweetheart, I'll talk to him.
[to Anthony, "Man", as he makes a fruit smoothie]
Arnold Stoner:
Son, your mother and me would like for you to cozy up to the Finkelstein boy. He's a bright kid, and, uh... he's going to military school, and... remember, he was an Eagle Scout...
Mrs. Tempest Stoner:
Arnold...
Arnold Stoner:
[shouting as wife continues]
Will you shut up? We're not going to have a family brawl!
Mrs. Tempest Stoner:
...and a retard!
Arnold Stoner:
We've put up with a hell of a lot.
[Anthony starts blender]
Arnold Stoner:
Can this wait? Build your goddamn muscles, huh? You know, you could build your muscles picking strawberries. You know, bend and scoop... like the Mexicans.
[Anthony turns off blender and pours contents into tall glass]
Arnold Stoner:
Shit, maybe I could get you a job with United Fruit! I got a buddy with United Fruit. Get you started. Start with strawberries, you might work your way up to these goddamn bananas!
[Anthony drinks from glass as his father shouts]
Arnold Stoner:
When, boy? When... are you going to get your act together?
[Anthony turns to him and gives a loud belch]
Mrs. Tempest Stoner:
[in disgust]
Gross!
Arnold Stoner:
[rubs his forehead with his hand]
Oh, good God Almighty me. I think he's the Antichrist.
[turns to his son]
Arnold Stoner:
Anthony, I want to talk to you. Now, listen!
[Anthony walks away and gives an obscene gesture behind his back]
Arnold Stoner:
Don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you! You get a goddamn job before sundown...
Mrs. Tempest Stoner:
[pointing to Anthony as he walks away]
Is that some kind of peace sign?
Arnold Stoner:
...or we're shipping you off to military school with that... goddamn Finkelstein... shit kid!
[turns away in frustration]
Arnold Stoner:
Son of a BITCH!
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