Ricky: "Lingk puts me over the top. You filed it. It went downtown. Now you owe me the car."
John: "The robbery makes difficult--"
Ricky: "bleep you! You owe me the car! See, 'cause this is how we keep score, bubby. You told me, 'Close thus, and so you get the car.' I got it. "
: "Would you excuse us please?"
Ricky: "You hear what I said? Do you hear what I said? Hey, pal, your excuses are your own!"