Chris: Hello.

LPC: Hey, Chris, you there?

Chris: Who's us?

LPC: It's Donnie here.

LPC: Customer.

Chris: Don't know who you are, man.

LPC: Yeah, I'm a customer.

LPC: I had an issue with my lobster I got from me.

Chris: From who, me?

LPC: Yeah, from you.

LPC: This product was woefully inadequate.

LPC: I'm sorry to say.

Chris: Well, that's too bad, because I never...

Chris: sold me lobsters.

LPC: Hey, this thing is just not cutting it.

LPC: Guy, I came to you.

LPC: Because my deal is I only take a bite out of fish from international waters.

LPC: So I said, I'll call Chris get some lobster.

Chris: [laughing] You can take a bite out of my fucking ass you piece of shit!

Chris: What do you want, you fucking freak?

LPC: Hey, I've seen lobster rolls bigger than this thing you sold me guy, now whaddya wanna do?

LPC: Now, what do you want to do?

LPC: I never said.

Chris: I've never said it.

Chris: going to do.

LPC: Yeah.

Chris: If I can see you face to face, I'll break your fuckin neck!

LPC: Look, I'm looking real seriously at whooping you.

LPC: Because I'm fixing to whoopee.

LPC: Okay.

Chris: Come on out.

Chris: Come on, whoop me, man.

LPC: Hey, and then what's with that frozen Ziploc stuff you sold me?

LPC: These scallops, I threw them out the window.

LPC: I'm not going to lie to you.

LPC: I can't exchange him.

LPC: I just want a refund or a gift card.

LPC: Can I get a gift card?

Chris: Go fuck on.

LPC: Why don’t you be professional, for a change?

Chris: Fucked off and leave me alone, man.

Chris: I don't even know who you are.

LPC: Donnie Rollins, my name.

LPC: Okay?

Chris: Yeah, I remember you from a long time back, you fucking freak.

Chris: You one of them fucking people on the other end of a phone, aggravation somebody.

Chris: Then why don't you go fuck yourself and find something better to do?

LPC: I need to eat.

LPC: And how about you hook me up?

Chris: Good, well, go fucking buy something.

LPC: I bought something from you!

Chris: What's he want?

LPC: yeah, it’s DR calling.

LPC: Listen, listen closely, guy.

LPC: I'm looking real seriously at whooping you.

LPC: You understand?

Chris: Oh, man, I love a good.

Chris: I love a good wop man.

Chris: Why don't you go whoop me, man?

LPC: Why don't you give me a real scallop?

LPC: How about some real scallops for a change and do your job up here?

Chris: I don't know how it's job.

Chris: I don't know how it's going to scallop.

LPC: I'm going to scallop your lips and my cleats.

LPC: Because I'm tired of fiddling around.

LPC: You've been messing me around each and every time I come to your stupid place.

LPC: Each and every time.

LPC: This lobster is the size of my thumbnail here.

LPC: Am I making sense to you?

Chris: Yeah, I hope you choke on it.

Chris: You hear me?

LPC: why don’t you give me a gift card?

Chris: Why don’t you fuck off?

LPC: Just give me a gift certificate.

LPC: I'll try it one more time.

LPC: And that's the...

LPC: The last time.

Chris: I'm giving you fucking shit.

Chris: I don't know who you are.

Chris: Why don't you leave me to fuck alone?

LPC: Hey, I paid cash on the barrel, mister sister.

Chris: Good to you. Yeah, cool.

Chris: That nice.

LPC: I've seen lobster rolls bigger than this lobster you sold me.

LPC: I'm just tired of it.

LPC: It's a rip-off.

LPC: You're ripping me off.

LPC: It's highway robbery, is what I'm talking about.

Chris: That’s fuckin horrible isnt it?

LPC: Guy, I'm not.

LPC: going to whoopee.

LPC: You understand me?

LPC: Next time I see you, or you give me a gift card.

LPC: It's your call.

Chris: Yeah, well, you can go fuck yourself.

LPC: Why don’t you be professional?

Chris: Huh?

Chris: You kiss my ass.

LPC: I'm going to meet...

LPC: Listen, listen to me carefully.

Chris: Why don’t you go fuck yourself and leave me alone?

LPC: Meet me at 11 o'clock tonight.

LPC: And we'll work it out.

Chris: Listen.

LPC: Okay.

Chris: Listen, go fuck off.

LPC: And I either.

LPC: want a real lobster or a gift care.

LPC: Okay?

Chris: You ain’t getting shit!

LPC: Why?

Chris: Because I don’t know you!

LPC: Im a customer! I'm a paying customer over here.

Chris: You're a fucking jackass. But you are.

Chris: And I know who you are. You're either Jerome or you're the hell frog.

Chris: Listen, if you want to wop me, you come wop me, you little practice.

Chris: I'll be waiting to see. I'll see you later. Have a good night.

LPC: I'll push you into traffic. I'm done fussing with you.

LPC: I'm on.

Chris: Hello?

LPC: Hey, Chris.

Chris: Hey.

LPC: Hey, it's DR, the doctor.

LPC: Donnie.

LPC: You never showed up.

LPC: You never showed up yesterday.

LPC: At Yarmouth.

Chris: You didn't tell me to meet you in Yarmouth, you cock, sucker you.

LPC: Yes, I did it at 11 o'clock.

Chris: Fuck off, you goddamn fucking freak you.

LPC: Well, listen, there was a guy.

LPC: with me when you sold me the lobster, all right?

LPC: And he saw what happened.

Chris: I don't remember that's telling you that's lobster.

Chris: Who is this, anyway? Is this the howl frog or is this the peacock?

LPC: I'm Johnny.

Chris: You're either one of those fucking perverts.

LPC: This is Donnie, alright?

Chris: This is Donnie who.

Chris: Donnie Howlfrog from East Budney Co?

LPC: Donnie Rolland, friend!

Chris: Donnie Roll on, friend.

Chris: Sounds like a peacock to me from fucking Almond.

Chris: No new prospect.

LPC: My friend.

Chris: I'm not at the forest of hell from me.

Chris: He's probably going, why don't you go fuck off?

Chris: Listen, if you don't fuck off,

Chris: if I can ever find you who you are,

Chris: I will pluck your teeth out one by one.

LPC: Hey, Chris, my friend Joe is here.

LPC: He can back up everything I'm saying.

LPC: He was there the same time as me.

LPC: Joe, pick up the phone and talk Chris is on the phone.

LPC: Hey, he.

LPC: He's getting on the phone right now.

LPC: You tell him you talk to me.

LPC: You saw the lobster and everything.

Chris: Joe, blow?

LPC: I had to eat borsh and breadcrumbs for dinner after you sold me that.

LPC: Whatever, though.

LPC: It was there.

LPC: Joe, pick up the phone.

Joe: Hello?

Chris: Yeah.

Chris: Hello.

Joe: Criminal.

Joe: You piece of shit.

Joe: I need you to drop that motherfucker chicken shit.

Joe: You're a piece of shit.

Joe: You motherfucker.

Joe: piece of shit.

Chris: Hello.

Man(1): Hello.

Chris: Hello.

Man(1): Hello.

Man(1): I can hear you.

None: I can hear you.

Chris: I can fucking hear you too.

Chris: What do you want?

Man(1): You were wanting to get lobsters?

Man(1): I'm confused of what's going on here.

Chris: Hello.

Joe: Hello.

Chris: Fuck off.

Joe: Who is it?

Chris: Who the fuck are you?

Joe: Huh?

Chris: Who the fuck are you?

Joe: Drop that, son of a bitch.

Joe: Drop that, you motherfucker.

Joe: Drop that, you piece of shit.

Joe: Shit, shit, shit.

Chris: Fuck off, you freak.

Chris: Hello.

SPEAKER_02: Hello, yes.

SPEAKER_02: The only lobster variation of an entree that we have is a lobster roll.

SPEAKER_02: It's cold.

Man(2): It's cold.

Man(2): on a hot roll.

Man(2): We don't have any lobster, live lobster,

Man(2): or whole body lobsters, anything of that nature.

Man(2): I can suggest that maybe you can call Scott's seafood

Man(2): and they'll be able to accommodate you on that matter.

Chris: Why don’t you all fuck off!