 Dad, get out! Get out! I'm not out. You're not going to shut me out. You know what you've done to me, kid, do you? Dad! Stacy, get away from my daughter. Whoa, whoa, whoa! And get out of my house unless you want to eat baseball bat. Whoa, whoa! Hey, hunt, hunt! Hold on, Mr. Glimmer. Take it easy. Hunt? What's going on here? Put down the bat and I'll tell you.