What do you mean you want a divorce? What is that supposed to mean, you want a divorce?
Get off me. I want a divorce. Get off.
You just made love to me. What the **** is wrong with you?
I don't love you anymore, Jordan!
Oh, you don't love me? You don't love me anymore, huh? Well isn't that just **** convenient for you. Now that I'm under federal indictment with an electronic bracelet around my ankle, now you decide you don't **** love me anymore. Is that right?
What kind of person are you? Tell me.
What the **** is that supposed to mean?
Jordan, this is how it's gonna go. I'm gonna take custody of the kids. If you agree to the divorce right now, I will allow visitation. Okay? Don't try to fight it.
It will save us both a lot of money and I got a feeling you're gonna need it.
You're not taking my kids, sweetheart. You hear me?
I've already talked to the lawyer. He said even if you don't get convicted I've got a good chance of getting them.
(angrily)
I got news for you. You're not **** taking my children [Naomi: Yes, I am, Jordan.] you vicious **** ****, you!!
[Naomi slaps Jordan and he hits her]
**** you! You **** BITCH! You're not **** taking my goddamn **** kids! You hear me? **** YOU! YOU'RE NOT **** TAKING MY **** KIDS! **** whore.
[Naomi finds Jordan snorting cocaine]
Look at yourself, Jordan. Sick! You're a sick man!
[shouts]
**** you! I told you you're not taking my **** kids! You ****...
You think I would let my kids near you?! Look at yourself! You know what my lawyer said? My lawyer said that you're going to prison for 20 years, Jordan. Twenty **** years! You're never gonna see the kids again!
You don't think I'm gonna see my kids?!
No! I'm not **** letting you near my kids!
YOU DON'T THINK I'M GONNA SEE MY **** KIDS AGAIN, HUH?!
[Jordan walks to his daughter's bedroom.] [trying to stop Jordan]
Don't you **** touch her!
[Jordan punches Naomi in the stomach]
Don't you **** touch me!
[Jordan throws open a door to the bridge as the yacht is rolling heavily in a storm.]
WHAT THE **** IS GOING ON OUT HERE?!
Beecham THE JET SKIS JUST WENT OVERBOARD!
Jesus ****in' Christ! [Stumbles over to Naomi] Honey, you okay?
Beecham The waves are twenty feet high and building!
Turn around! Just go the other ****in' way!
Beecham Can't! We'll get broadsided and tip over!
I am a master diver, you hear that?! I am a master diver! No one's gonna **** die! I got you. Just trust me, okay? I love you. Just hold on tight. Donnie. Hold on, baby. Donnie. Donnie!
Hold on, baby. [To Donnie] Get the ludes.
I don't wanna die, Jordan! I've done a lot of bad shit, I'm going to hell, Jordan! **** up! I **** up so bad!
Get the ludes downstairs.
[Leaves Naomi, stumbles over to Donnie and grabs him.]
Get the ludes!
I can't go down there! It's flooded, it's three feet of water down there!
I WILL NOT DIE SOBER! GET THOSE ****IN' LUDES!
I clean up my act, I did rehab, I'm a TV personality, I'm sober for two years, and THIS happens. Rugrat goes and gets busted down in Miami, and guess who the **** with? Saurel. I mean, what are the **** odds? There had to be 10,000 Swiss bankers in Geneva, and Rugrat gets the one dumb enough to get himself arrested on U.S. soil. Even more ****, was that he got busted for shit that had nothing to do with me. It had nothing to **** do with me! Something about laundering drug money through off-shore boat racing and a guy named Rocky Aoki. You know, the founder of Benihana. Benihana? Beni-****-hana? BENI-****-HANA?! WHY?! WHY, WHY, GOD?! Why would You be so cruel as to choose a chain of **** hibachi restaurants to take me down?!
On a daily basis I consume enough drugs to sedate Manhattan, Long Island, and Queens for a month. I take Quaaludes 10-15 times a day for my "back pain", Adderall to stay focused, Xanax to take the edge off, pot to mellow me out, cocaine to wake me back up again, and morphine... Well, because it's awesome.
