[ Trevor swerves the truck into a back alley. Doors are still locked, and he's got a finger on that gun of his. Might not be the best idea to try to bolt, but Ray could try if he really wanted to. ]

Let me tell you something, you fucker. Just because I'm a crazy asshole that just dragged you into a truck does not mean that this whole country is rotten. Sure, there's the kids who don't want to work for a buck, and those G-men... but blaming your own luck on America? Sounds like you have some unneeded prejudice you need to work out, preferably on your own time.