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: Look what do you want from me? Ray Barone
: So it's true? You *do* hate me? Ray Barone
: Well hey I mean it's no big deal. I just want to know why. Jerry Musso
: All right. You have to push it. Okay. Well there's just something about you. I've read your column, I've heard you speak, I look at you and I go, "I just don't get it". I guess you don't have to be smart to have a career in this business. Now if you know me you know I have pretty high standards and a very low threshhold for dumb. Now look I didn't want to say it. I was trying to be nice but you wouldn't let it go so why don't you go have a shrimp puff and leave me alone okay?
[Ray is hurt. Robert, who has been watching slowly walks up to Jerry
] Robert Barone
: Hold it right there you little twerp. Jerry Musso
: Who are you? Robert Barone
: Who am I? I'm someone who can crush you into a fine powder. That's who I am. Now, Ray Barone has more talent in the weird pimple on his neck that won't go away then you have in your entire body you oily, two-faced hack. You only wish you could be Ray Barone because you will never come close to him as a writer, as a father, as a friend, or as a person.
[Robert takes the napkin he used to spit out food and places it in Jerry's front pocket
] Ray Barone
: Come on Raymond.
[Ray and Robert walk away and Jerry goes up to Andy
] Jerry Musso
: Hey, who let those guys in here? Andy
: I don't know but I'm sure as hell gonna find out!