Bullock makes it to Al, who is holding his hand inside his jacket. "We watched the speeches together," Al tells him. "Yours was especially swell." More softly, he goes on: "I need to lean on you, but don't you fuckin' look up." Upset, Bullock asks if he should go up now and grab Hearst. Al ignores this, calling happily out to his gang who are now running toward him: "Hey boys, what'd you think of the speeches?" Bullock is fully clenched: "I'll go get the cocksucker now," he says, but Al commands the opposite. "Stay the fuck away from him," he says. "I'm having mine served cold." My God, how it sent chills down my spine. Johnny, Dan and Adams are at his side now, but Al wants no physical comfort: "First one to touch me, I kill," he declares, and with all the strength he can muster, he strides back to the Gem to regroup.