[ Mondo would give himself a pat on his own back for managing to let many shit slide in their conversations so far had he had more liberty to think about other things. If that didn't count as controlling himself, he doesn't know what is. ]

Tell me somethin' I dunno.

[ He turns his back on the other. ]

I felt I needed one cuz I've done enough confrontin' myself day after day here, and I know that ain't all there's to it.

[ They're going nowhere with this. He's tired of repeating and hearing the same things. ]

If y'don't wanna leave, I'll do it.