Whose Side Are You On?

"Well, I came to look for Karen and to see my son. What are you doing here?" Francis answered.

"Are you fucking crazy? Did you just call my son yours? I raised him. The fact that you're his biological father doesn't fucking count," Carey screamed.

"It only didn't count before because I didn't know I had a son out here. Now I know and am determined to be a part of his life. Whatever you think doesn't bother me, Frank is my son, and I will see him." Francis said with finality. He had resorted to the voice he used on his employees, and though the employees always shook in fear, Carey didn't seem bothered. 

"She didn't tell you about it because she knew you wouldn't make a good father," Carey said as he walked towards Francis. They stood so close to each other, and the two were looking each other in the eye.

"Oh, I see. You're the father of the year, aren't you? Okay, then, where is your son right now because he isn't in that house?"