Waiting for Guffman, Corky St. Clair

So what I’m understanding here, correct me, if I’m wrong, is that you’re not givin’ me any money. So now I’m left basically with nothin’. I’m left with zero, in which, in which, what can I do with zero, you know? What can I … I can’t do anythin’ with it! I need to, this is my life here we’re talking about! We’re not just talkin’ about, you know, somethin’ else. We’re talking about my life, you know? And it’s forcing me to do somethin’ I don’t wanna do. To leave. To, to go out and just leave and go home and say, make a clean cut here and say: ‘No way, Corky, you’re not puttin’ up with these people!’ And I’ll tell you why I can’t put up with you people: because you’re bastard people! That’s what you are! You’re just bastard people! And I’m goin’ home and I’m gonna, I’m gonna bite my pillow, is what I’m gonna do!