[looking in the mirror] Yeah. Huh? Huh? Huh? [draws] faster than you, you f*ckin’ son of a…I saw you comin’, you f*ck. Sh*t-heel. [reholsters] I’m standin’ here. You make the move. You make the move. It’s your move. [draws gun from concealed forearm holster] Huh? Don’t try it, you f*ck. [reholsters] You talkin’ to me? You talkin’ to me? You talkin’ to me? [turns around to look behind him]Well, then who the hell else are you talking- You talking to me? Well, I’m the only one here. Who the f*ck do you think you’re talking to? Oh yeah? Huh? ‘kay.
[whips out his gun again] Huh? [Travis voiceover: Listen you f*ckers, you screwheads. Here’s a man who would not take it anymore. Who would not let- Listen you f*ckers, you screwheads. Here is a man who would not take it anymore. A man who stood up against the scum, the c*nts, the dogs, the filth, the sh*t. Here is someone who stood up. Here is…] [draws his gun] You’re dead.