12
Feb
You Sayin’ You Wanna Piece of Me?
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Frank: Okay, where’s my boy?
George: Oh my God.
Frank: I’m sitting at home, reading a periodical, and this is the call I get? My son is a bootlegger? [He hits George in the head]
George: Ow! Dad…
Frank: Who put you up to this, was it her?
You wanna piece of me? You got it !
Elaine: All right. Wait a minute. I think you’ve got it backwards.
Frank: My George isn’t clever enough to hatch a scheme like this.
Elaine: You got that right.
Frank: What the hell does that mean?
Elaine: It means whatever the hell you want it to mean.
Frank: You sayin’ you want a piece of me?
Elaine: I could drop you like a bag of dirt.
Frank: You wanna piece of me? You got it!
