Travis Bickle by jrambo001

Travis Bickle

[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 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....
14th & G
East Village
San Diego, California
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