You’ve got nine minutes, chief.
You’ve got nine minutes, and then you’re on. You’re live.
You trade masks. You trade saddles.
Who am I, talking to you. Mask off.
I’m behind you, smirking.
I see your smirk. Think you’re clever? You’re clever enough.
But can you be honest.
Your smirk faded. What happened?
Seven minutes left, chief.
Honest is tougher than clever, am I right? I’m right.
You’re clever, but I’m right.
Anybody who thinks that honestly is easier than being clever,
well, they ain’t honest.
Or they are fooling themselves.
So they’re fools.
You’re a fool, too. A clever fool.
Grow up. Man up. Man down, while you’re at it. Why not?
Do all the man things you think you’re supposed to do.
Unsure who you think you’re impressing.
Five minutes chief. The baby is literally waking.
Four minutes. You wasted your time and mine with that wine sip.
Don’t turn away from this.
Be an honest man. Tell the truth, in everything.
If you think you can’t, then you need to find the truth somewhere else.
You think the truth isn’t here? It is.
I’m telling you the truth right now, chief.
C’mon. Get ready.