You guys are revved uplike you heard
they were makingBoondock Saints Part III.
I love this town.
I really do.I'm not saying that to kiss ass.
I love Boston.
It's insane.I love it.
I love crazy cities.
I love it.I live in New York.
It's crazy.And I love--
Here's what I love about livingin a crazy city.
When you live in a crazy cityfor a long time,
you forgetthat the rest of the world
doesn't function likethat lunatic farm
you've been living on.
You forgetthere's humanity out there.
I was driving in Pennsylvaniaa few months ago,
and I had to pee,like, really bad,
and I pull over at thispizza place, and I run in.
I run up to the guy,I'm like, "I got to pee!
I got to pee, bad!"
The guy's like,"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."
And I go,"What do I got to buy?!
"Quick, tell me!
What do I got to buy?!"
He's like,"Just go pee, you psycho.
What the hell's wrong with you?"
I was like, oh, yeah,I'm not in New York anymore.
Everything isn'ta cutthroat money barter
It's hard to find humanitywhen you live
in a big city, you know?It's too ambitious.
Everybody's like,"Get the (bleep) out of my way!
"What do you have?!
"I want it!
"Give it to me!
I will bite off your dickand take it!"
Then you go to Pennsylvania,they're like,
"Just go pee.What's the big deal?"
I was just staring at this guyin disbelief.
I was like, oh, my God,he's so sweet.
He's so innocent.
(quietly): I could takethis pizza place from him.
I'm gonna bite his dick off.