Your generation is so entitled. You want immediacy. "I want to be the best, and I want it right now." Well, that's bullshxt. You know how I became the best? I did it the old-fashioned way. I earned it. How do you think I learned to ram my fist into someone's stomach and to break their goddamn spine? Or to rip out their heart and to eat it before they even know they're dead? I've been doing this for almost 50 fxcking years, so I deserve to be the best. And you deserve what you got. So what happens now? My documentary needs an ending. So the question is, will it be a happy ending?