[Sam had been about ready to knock on the door again to get something, anything out of Chris. This was his mess, lover's quarrel, whatever. And there he was locked inside like some traumatized victim.
But Nathan's outburst made Sam redirect his agitation.]
No, I don't. Didn't you hear me? I said... get out. [His hand shot out to point in the direction of the door.]
[Action]
But Nathan's outburst made Sam redirect his agitation.]
No, I don't. Didn't you hear me? I said... get out. [His hand shot out to point in the direction of the door.]
Now.