[Ralph imagining he's in a jail cell; whispering
They're coming to get you, Phillips. They're coming to get you.
[Ralph crushes out a cigarette he was smoking, gets up and walks unafraid toward the door
[as he opens the door
You're gonna have to pay for this, Ralph Phillips!
[Fade back to his father standing at the door of Ralph's bedroom
Yeah, I'm sorry, son, but we're just gonna have to pay for that window out of our allowance.
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