ut! Forget that! Kicking this sucker's ass won't mean a thing anyway! Like you said, he's just some old drunk. What the heck is he gonna do to you? Huh?! What?!" "I don't give a damn what it means, that sucker insulted me and I'm gonna make him pay!" "Inflicting pain on others, is that what gets you off? Seeing others hurt and feeling pain, does that make you feel powerful, does that make you feel like a man, Net? You don't like yourself too much, do you Net? Bad self esteem?" asked the man. "Are you talking to me, DUDE?!! And don't," said Net as he leveled a hard, vicious slap across the man's face, causing him to fall back onto the pavement, "call me by my name again, YOU LOSER! You don't know me good enough to call me by my name!" Rick interceded again, but Net backed off, knowing he'd get his revenge when the time came. "You OK, old man?" asked Rick, as he helped the man sit up again. "Man, what the heck happened to you that made you get like this?" "People," said the man groggily, shaking his head, trying to recover from the jarring blow he'd just received. "People," he continued, "people brought me to this point. Humanity's brought me to this point. Hatred, war, violence, prejudice, genocide, homicide. No matter how much we advance technically, we bring ourselves down by our actions towards each other. It's a sad state of affairs. Just look at what happened here. Instead of helping me out, a man in obvious distress, you beat me up and rip me off. That's exactly what I'm talking about. You see why I'm this way now? Your very actions here have proven my point. You are my proof. If you had taken me to the hospital or had offered to help me in any way or something, I might have felt better and not like wanting to die. Because that's exactly how I feel, like wanting to die!" "Oh, you want to die sucker?!! I'll help you there, you piece of crap! Just wait your turn, sucker, it's coming!" Rick didn't say a word and just gave Net a menaci...
