Alan Shore:
[to Tara]
Hello, I'm a complete stranger and I'm here to pick you up.
[notices Joe]
Alan Shore:
Oh, I see, there's two of us. I'll be evens, you be odds.
Joe:
You got a problem?
Alan Shore:
No, actually. I just saw this fair maiden here talking to a tree trunk, and since I'm an arborist I thought I could help translate.
Joe:
Here's a health tip. Walk away.
Alan Shore:
Why would I do that?
Tara Wilson:
All right, guys.
Alan Shore:
Don't be deceived by my cushy appearance.
Tara Wilson:
Excuse me. I actually am with him.
Joe:
I don't care. Walk away, or I lay you out.
Alan Shore:
I don't mean to be a stickler, but isn't the object to lay her out?
[Joe punches Alan]
Tara Wilson:
Hey!
Joe:
Oh, gee, I'm sorry, I was reaching for my wallet...
Alan Shore:
I see. Allow me to reach for mine.
[walks away to the other end of the bar]
Tara Wilson:
Are you all right?
Alan Shore:
Fine.
[to Mike and friends]
Alan Shore:
Hello, big people. Sorry to intrude, but you seem rather strapping. Here's three hundred dollars. Would you be so kind as to go hit that man down there?
Mike:
[laughs incredulously]
Really?
Tara Wilson:
Alan!
Alan Shore:
There's an extra hundred if he goes down.
Mike:
You're on.
Alan Shore:
Make it a good one.
Tara Wilson:
Oh, for God's sakes.
Alan Shore:
[Mike hits Joe; fistfight ensues. Alan gives money to Mike's friend]
Here's a hundred; go help your friend.
Alan Shore:
[watches the fighting]
Gee, seems Joe has buddies.
[passing out money to Mike's friends]
Alan Shore:
One for you, one for you. I've got plenty of them. Hit him hard, now. For you, and for you...
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