[He lets it happen. The camera is still on, broadcasting from his communicator across the room. Let them see. Let them hear.]

Ain't my fault you didn't bother to learn what you was getting into. The king don't get to be the king without taking a few heads along the way. You been calling me those names since day one and you only just now finding out who it is you talking to?

[He flicks the cigarette aside and straightens, a flash of darkness passing across his face.]

Understand now: I didn't die no king to be treated the fool by some little slip that think he earned the right for nothing.