"This dumbass of a reporter thinks he can put-" -reporter runs away- "Fuck...nevermind. Where's Tony?"
-I burst in Bridget's house- "Hey Bridget, sorry I couldn't come earlier, had a meeting with the company for my next album"
"I've been saying the same thing over and over at the end of our conversations on the phone. Do you know what that is?" -she puts her hands on her hips-