-Can we just get out of here?
—Baby, the, um…the judge, um… said it’s gonna be another month. I’m gonna fight again.
-What?
——I mean, it’s a charity thing, you know what I mean? It’s not like a real, like a professional fight. You know, it’s an exhibition. Um, but, um…I’m gonna fight again.
-Can I go?
--Now, you know Mommy didn't like you watching the fights.
—Well, someone has to be there.
-Yeah, baby, I'll, I'll, I'll be okay.
——But I want to go.
-I don't think I can work that out.
—Then-then you can't do that. Dad, you have to tell them you can't do it.
—Leila, I got, I got to do it.
——No, you can't. I have to be there Dad.
—Baby, I am trying to get you out, just…
-When?
—Leila…
-When?!
—Leila, I'm trying.
-When?!You…I hate you.I hate you!Why can't you just get me out of this place?!
—Leila…
——Why are you not…
-I can't. I can't right now.
——Why are you not?!
——Baby, please.
——I don't trust you!
——Just trust me. Come on, baby!
-You keep making promises, and you don't mean them!
-That's not true.
(—Leila, just calm down.)
—You should've been the one that was killed. You, not Mom!
(—It's okay, it's okay.)
-You!
(—Come with me.)
(—Let's calm down.)
-You! You! I hate you!
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