Clarence Beeks:
This is as far as we go. No more cockamamie cigar smoke. No more Swedish meatballs there, tootsie. And no more phony Irish whiskey. No more goddamn jerky beef! The party's over.
Harvey:
Party's OVER? Hey, come on! What do you mean, the party's over? It's not even -
[looks at his watch]
Harvey:
- ten o'clock, you asshole! Hey, come on, loosen up, man! It's almost New Year's Eve!
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