Angry Man
That's the second time tonight! What, are you stupid?
[Jack tries to walk away]
Angry Man
Whoa! Whoa! Where you going? I want an apology!
Angry Man
No, no, no, that's not gonna be good enough, sorry.
Jack
Well, I said I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Jeez, what is it with you? What, are you totally hyper or something? You eat too much sugar?
Angry Man
What, do you think you're pretty smart?
Jack
Yeah, I do, got an A in everything except Social Studies.
Angry Man
Studies? How'd you like to study my fist?
Dolores
Hey, hey, hey, leave him alone, asshole. Come on, Mr. Powell.
Angry Man
What's the matter, man? You gonna let your girlfriend here stand up for you?
Dolores
Just, let's go.
Jack
[Jack begins to deliver insults he heard on the playground]
You know what your problem is, Mister? You have Exactly Disease.
Angry Man
What's that?
Jack
It's when your mouth smells EXACTLY LIKE YOUR BUTT!
Dolores
What, you get that from Louis? He always says that.
Angry Man
And you're a loser!
Jack
Oh yeah, losers say what?
Angry Man
What?
Jack
LOSER! Haha! Rubber, glue, sticks to you!
Dolores
What are you doing? This guy's very tough! Stop with this, let's go.
Angry Man
[getting very angry]
I'm a loser? You're a son of a bitch!
Jack
I can't believe you said that! You cussed! Oh, you said the 'B' word! Oh, you're going to get in so much trouble! You really are!
Angry Man
[laughs]
Here's some trouble!
[punches Jack in the face]