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Butch: Why don't you watch where you're going, little man?
Fooker: Why don't you go stand in front of someone else's apartment, Gruesome?

Butch: Jason... Barker?
Fooker: B- Butch K-Kilgore?!

Butch: Why, I haven't beaten you up since high school!
Fooker: Seems like old times already...