Damage Control

Hi, my name is Hank.

ELI: Hank, stop acting like this is all about you.

I'm about to cut some bitches.

Ritchie's message to us all had barely set in before people started doing some damage control.

ME: I'm the only one he really insulted.
BEN: Billy, you're going to have to find a new ACTF partner, because Nathan is not going with you.
NATHAN: Excuse me?
BEN: I don't want you two staying alone together in a--
NATHAN: Oh please, Ben!
BILLY: This is insane.
CARTER: I'll take Nathan.
BEN: Yeah, like that'll make me feel any better.

Davis picked up a chair and threw it across the room shattering a glass bowl full of condoms.

DAVIS: Excuse me, but did I hear something about a threeway?
CARTER: I should leave now.

He went for the door, but Davis clotheslined him to the floor.

JEREMY: Davis, knock it off.
DAVIS: I'm not in love with you.
JEREMY: Okay.
DAVIS: I don't know where he got that from.
JOEY: From me.
DAVIS: What?
JOEY: He got it from me.
ME: Was that before or after the threeway?
CARTER: My spleen hurts.

I helped the little bitch up.

ME: I'm leaving to go get a drink at a place where I can't hear my own fury. Any takers?

Almost everybody raised their hands.

JOEY: But guys, it's my birthday.
ME: We'll stop by later to see if the rubble's cleared.

It was time to get drrrrruuuunk.