the outsiders messages 3

21

April 19th

Dally: Hey.
Mark: Uh, who is this?
Dally: Your worst fucking nightmare if you sell anything more than Grass to Elena.
Mark: Oh. Are you Dally or Darry.
Mark: Can't keep up with her and the boys she fucks.
Dally: You're a prick.
Dally: A dead one if you don't stop.
Mark: You can't tell me to stop doing my job.
Mark: Plus i've only been selling weed to her
Dally: Man, i'm not telling you to stop your job. Just stop selling to one of your clients.
Dally: I'm sure as hell that whatever Elena was on last night was not grass.
Dally: Minus one client ain't gonna hurt business too bad.
Mark: Why the hell should i be scared of you?
Dally: Why shouldn't you be?
Dally: I've done a lot of bad things to a lot of people.
Mark: What, are you gonna kill me or something. I'd like to see you try.
Dally: Kill you? Nah. Maybe hurt you real bad. But it won't be nothing compared what the guys in prison will do to you.
Mark: What the fuck are you saying?
Dally: Use your small brain and figure it out asshat.
Dally: Nine years in prison for possession of drugs and selling, or stop giving stuff to Elena.
Dally: Choice is yours, but just think about what they do to 16 year old pricks in prison.
Mark: Fuck.
Mark: Fuck you Dallas Winston.
Mark: You're a liar.
Dally: I'm a lot of things, but definitely not a liar.