Man, you couldn't protect a cup of warm piss.

[throws ice at Joe]

Why don't you just go ahead and hit me?

Excuse me?

Come on, chicken shit. Bust me in the chops. You don't think an old guy like me could hurt ya, do ya Jimmy?

So now you know my name?

James Alexander Dix. Quarterback for the L.A. Stallions, '89-'90. Banned from the league on gambling charges, allegations of drug abuse. Another tragic tale of wasted youth.

[stands up from his chair]

Now you're starting to piss me off.

It's about ****in' time. I'm Joe Hallenbeck.

[Joe reaches out his hand, Jimmy slaps it]

I'm a private detective.

You're like a ****in' lowlife to me.

At least I didn't shit my talent away on coke.

[Jimmy tries to punch Joe, who subsequently blocks his punch and pushes him on the ground] [noticing his spilled whiskey]

I spilled my warm cup of piss.