(..) You don't want me for an enemy, man. - You gotta be kiddin'! - All this talk. -Why don't we make it interesting? - Yo! I would whup your butt. -Put money on it. -All right. -Fifty. Hundred. -Oh, big talk. Big talk. -Where you going? -I'm gonna whup your ass. Easy money. - We'll see. -Can I come? -No room. This is high, man. Shit. (..)

(..) We can do this right here! Right now! Save it for the fight. Save it for the fight, guys. Get off me. I'm will whup that ass, Leary. Bullshitting around. You're lucky, son. You know that? You're a punk-ass bitch! You all right? You want to play games?! Play the game of whup-ass on your Irish ass. You and me, Lights, in the box. You having fun. You and Johnny celebrating. The cat that ate the canary! (..)

(..) That's... We should go check another bathroom. No, no, no. That's him. And it's time to whup his ass. No! Or hear me out. We could really punish this perv... Aaaand... (..)