“Ted, Sheryl, and Martin. How y'all doing this...” – Randall

Ted, Sheryl, and Martin. How y'all doing this morning?

Have a seat, Mr. Watts. State your name for the record. Randall Cody Watts. Good morning, Mr. Watts. I'm Commissioner Ted Smith. I'm joined today by Commissioner Sheryl Golden and Commissioner Martin Davis.

Yeah, we've all met.

Today is your... sixth appearance before this board of parole.

If you say so, Teddy. I've lost count. Sheryl, I see you finally had that baby.

I did.

I hope you and Mr. Golden picked out a nice Anglo name.

Mr. Watts, I suggest you take this hearing seriously.

What about the kike sitting next to you? You think she's taking this seriously?

Mr. Watts!

Shut the fսck up, Martin.

Mr. Watts.

We all know the drill. You're going to deny my parole, then go home congratulating yourselves on making the world a safer place. But what you minimum wage pencil dicks can't possibly understand is that however repulsive you seem to think I am, that the darkness swallowing this country whole and coming for you and your half-breed families is a million fսcking times worse.

We're done here, Mr. Watts.

Go fսck yourself, Ted. Oh, and, Sheryl... you be sure to give little Shoshanna Golden a big kiss from her Aryan uncle 'cause you know I'm gonna be thinking about her. [Chuckles and leaves]