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What are you doing here?

I can't drop by on a whim?

You never do anything on a whim.

Butcher, what the fuck is wrong with you, man?

I'm sure you're gonna tell me.

That shit you pulled with Ryan and now this coldhearted shit you said to Kimiko? How could anybody be such a complete asshole?

Practice.

Do you remember when we met?

Hard to forget.

It's shittier. It's not power. It's punishment. You don't deserve none of it.

What, and you do?

Don't blame Vicky.

I don't. If there's one thing I taught her, it was to play all sides. She's more like me than I ever imagined. But I am curious. What did you give her?

A little respect, Stan. Something you should've given me.

What good would that do? Where would it even go but to the bottomless, gaping pit of insecurity you call a soul?

I used to be intimidated by you. I did. And now I look at you, I'm just... I have no idea why. Truly. You're not even pathetic. You're just nothing.

Then why are you still here, looking for my approval like I'm your daddy? And even if I were, what would there be to approve of?

The company is yours. No one left to stand up to you. But I think you'll come to sorely regret that.

And why is that?

Because there's no one left to cover for you, either. Eventually, probably soon, the world will recognize you for the pitiful disappointment you are. You are not worthy of my respect. You are not a God. You are simply bad product.