The Spirit of Thanksgiving (Vol. 2 Track 1)

[Eddie knocks on Apt 3's door]

Eddie: Hi there...

Ray: Hello

Eddie: ...Ray. I just wanted to say y'know-

Ray: -Hey don't try it...

Eddie: Because, because-

Ray: Who are you and what [unintelligible]

Eddie: Im your neighbor. I just feel bad because we had some harsh words and in the spirit of Thanksgiving I thought I'd stop by and you wanna have a beer with me? Sit and talk?

Ray: Have we got anything to talk about?

Eddie: The neighbourhood y'know?

Ray: Hey look, I, I, I, I'm not a bad man, [rest is indecipherable].

Eddie: I don't know I just wanted to say sorry for...

Ray: I, I thank you and...I'm a cruel person...

Eddie: Well, I wouldn't say cruel

[Ray mumbles]

Eddie: Wanna have a beer, Bud Light? We could have a beer. Y'know in the spirit of Thanksgiving we could have a drink, male bonding, y'know? OK well..

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Ray: C'est la vie.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Eddie: Ya, "c'est la vie" take care of yourself, alright we'll see you Ray. Be good OK?

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Ray: You too.......... Piss on you, you little bastard,

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">[Ray fumbles with various objects].

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">(Ray's speech is convoluded and spotty here)

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">You son of a bitch, you try and tell me, I don't.... God damn asshole shut up! Fuck you, you cocksucker. Fuck you you motherfuckin' piece 'a shit! Go ahead! Die you cocksucker! Sound like you're dyin'. You're not a human bein' you fuckin' dog, go ahead! Die you dirty fuckin' piece 'a shit! Go ahead and die you dirty fuckin' piece 'a shit! [Some intelligent questions... meaning...] shut the fuck up. You're dead you dumb son of a bitch just shut up. Shut your fuckin' mouth you God damn asshole. I'll kick the shit outta you, I still can! So shut up you little fuckin' dog! Damn fool, shut yer fuckin' mouth! I was tough when you was born, and I'll be tough after you're dead. And I'm tough right now, don't fuck with me... God damn asshole motherfucker! Stop, fuckin' around! Go to sleep you God damn fool! I don't like that shit

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">[Clears throat]

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">.. too much... can't fuck with that.... I'll let it go. That fuckin' piece 'a shit. You better stop it, right now! Fuckin' problem with that... I know, I know where fuckin', bullshit is concerned... I'll kill, any cocksucker that wants to fuck with me? Just try it, I'm serious.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">[Phone rings]

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Hello? No..... [Ray is inaudible in phone conversation] It's none of yer fuckin' business if you can tell me... OK I've done that too.... what the hell is yer name?