John:
No, you ain't gonna hit him.
Charlie:
Why not?
John:
Because I'm gonna hit him!
[smacks a transit cop in the face]
Grace Santiago:
[to Charlie] Should we break this up? They're tuggin' at his collar for dear life over there.
Grace Santiago:
[staggers towards platform women; pretending to be drunk] Hey! Hey! That's my man! Get your hands off my man! Are you bitches crazy?
[pulls her sleeves and clenches her fists as she runs towards them]
Grace Santiago:
You wanna get hurt, that's what it is!
Woman on Platform:
We're sorry, we didn't know it was your man!
Woman on Platform:
We're sorry, Merry Christmas to you!
[they get behind the turnstiles]
Grace Santiago:
[tries to attack them] Get the hell outta here! Yeah, you better run!
Woman on Platform:
[to her friend as they leave the station] It's your fault! You started it!
Woman on Platform:
Me? I didn't start anything!
Grace Santiago:
[to John] I turn my back for one minute and you're doggin' me?
John:
They were huuge!!
Charlie:
[back at the booth] Oh, she's beautiful.
Grace Santiago:
[positioning John on the poles] Now, you wait right there, all right. You wait right there, and don't you let me see you talkin' to -
[John blows his nose with his hand]
Grace Santiago:
You nasty.
[gives a male passerby a dirty look]
Grace Santiago:
What you lookin' at? I could kick your ass, too. Shit.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
