lt was me !

Hi, Mr. Reede ! Like the new dress ?

Whatever takes the focus off your head.

- What's up, Fletcher ? - Your cholesterol, fatty ! Dead man walkin'.

- Hey, Fletcher. - Hey ! You're not important enough to remember.

- What's it gonna be, Mr. Reede ? - A pockmark, eventually !

Don't ask ! For God's sakes, don't ask.

All right. You can beat this.

lt's all a matter of willpower !

A test. Something small.

Red. Red. All right ? Now focus.

The color of this pen is r-r-r--

The color of this pen...

iS le-e-e-e-e--

Re-e-e-e--

The color of the pen that l hold in my hand...

iS l-l-l-l--

r-r-royal blue !

[ Yelps ]

One lie, and l can't say it !

l'll write it.

[ Yelling ]

Write it ! Write it, or l'll break it off !

[ Chuckling Victoriously ]

Agh ! No ! Come on ! Stop it.

[ Screaming ]

Boss ? What happened ?

The pen is blue. The pen is blue !

The goddamn pen is blue !