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Man: I ain't paying you at all, friend, because I didn't order any putty.
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Man: I got no use for putty.
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Man: I'm not even working.
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Man: I don't do none.
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Man: What the hell what I do with putty?
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LPC: Well, if you're going to take that attitude, I might as well as make putty out of your face.
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Man: Well, you can try it, friend.
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Man: I'm an ex-policeman, and if you want to do it, you just come over here and try it any time you want.
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LPC: I'll succeed.
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LPC: I'll try.
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Man: I don't think you'll succeed, horse's ass.
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LPC: I think I'll make bird feathers out of your face.
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Man: Anything you wanna try, you just try it.
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LPC: How 'bout I try some back kicks upside your lip?
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Man: Well, you can go right ahead and try, and I'll put a 38 to your eyeball, too.
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LPC: I don't think you even got that kind of caliber.
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LPC: Oh, yeah?
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LPC: Okay.
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LPC: I... I got about sixty calibers in my fist alone.
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Man: Well, I don't give a damn what you got in your fists.
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Man: Why don't you get off the phone?
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LPC: What do you get...
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None: I don't know.