Howard, it’s Bateman. Patrick Bateman. You’re my lawyer, so I think you should know I’ve shown my cock to a lot of people.

Some escort girls in an apartment uptown, uh, some homeless people, maybe five or ten, an N.Y.U. girl I met in Central Park. I flashed her at a parking lot behind some doughnut shop. I flashed my balls in front of Bethany, my old girlfriend, on a Zoom call. And-And-And some man, s-s-some old faggot with a dog. Last week, I, uh, I sexted another girl with a burner phone. I had to. She almost got away. And someone else there, I can’t remember, maybe a model…
She’s exposed too.

And, uh, Paul Allen. I compared cocks with Paul Allen and got him with a cumshot in the face, his body is still cleansing in a bathtub in Hell’s Kitchen. I don’t wanna leave anything out here. I guess I’ve came on maybe… 20 people.
Maybe 40!

I have tapes of a lot of it.
Some of the girls have seen the tapes.
I even, um…
I ate some of their cum…
and I tried cock a little.

Tonight, I, uh, I just had to dick down a lot of people!
And, um… I’m not sure I’m gonna get away with it this time.

So, uh, I mean, I guess I’m a pretty, uh…
I mean, I guess I’m a pretty sick guy.

So, if you get back tomorrow, I may show up at Harry’s Bar.
So, you know…
Keep your fly open.