Emmit Stussy and Ray Stussy in “Unfinished Business”

You win. I'm done. Whatever you want, just tell me. [Ray gapes at him in shock.] I co-signed the mortgage, you think I don't have a key?

Came for my money.

The dalmatian at the bank. You poured her in the trash, the dog. I got her for Grace when she was seven.

Laverne.

She didn't live that long. Car got her, but we'd grown attached.

I was looking for my stamp.

You know, I was thinking about it on the way over. I can't think of a single person doesn't like me, except you.

That's what they say to your face.

No, Ray! I'm a fair man! I treat people honestly, help 'em when they're down!

Them you help!

When did I not help you, kid? Everything you asked! Co-signing the mortgage, repairs for the car!

I'm not less than you. Some child that needs–

Ray, come on. We've done this already. Been doing it for twenty years. Enough. [Pause. Emmit stands up, picking up a picture frame by his feet. He walks over to Ray and shows it to him, revealing the stamp inside. Ray takes it and looks at it.] It's finished, okay? Words said in anger, crimes committed, we've both done things. It's a certain madness, I think. Brotherhood. Buttons you push in me, that I push in you, grudges...but I don't want that anymore. So...I'm giving you the stamp.

[pause] Well, you're not giving it to me.

No, I am.

You can't give me what was mine from the start!

[sighs] Okay.

No, that's...take it. [He holds out the frame.]

It's yours.

I said take it!

I don't want it.

Take the damn stamp! [He pushes the frame into Emmit's chest.]

[shoves him back] Stop!

Take it! [He shoves him again.]

Stop!

Don't. Don't! [Ray pulls it out, he groans as blood sprays from his neck.] Jesus!

Emmit. E–emmit.

Ray...