Deuce Bigalow:
Martini, two olives.
[looks around room]
Deuce Bigalow:
Any ladies need some entertainment tonight?
Bartender:
[sets the martini down]
Eight fifty.
Deuce Bigalow:
Eight dollars?
Bartender:
And fifty cents.
Deuce Bigalow:
How much just for a plain cranberry juice?
Bartender:
Oh, three dollars.
Deuce Bigalow:
Well I'll go for that.
Bartender:
[sets the juice down]
There you go. That's uh, eleven fifty.
Deuce Bigalow:
Uh, no, no. Perhaps you misunderstood me. I wish to cancel my original order of the martini and two olives and go for just the plain cranberry juice, by itself, for the three dollars. And I apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused you.
Bartender:
Uh, perhaps you don't understand. If you don't pay me now, I'm gonna take this swizzle stick, and uh, I'll be shoving that right up your pee hole.
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