Bartender:There are two ways you can leave these here premises. Severen:Is that a fact? Bartender:That's a fact. On your feet or on your back. Severen:That's pretty tough words for a bartender, huh? Gee whiz. If you're not gonna serve me a drink, well... I'll just have to drink his. [drinks the patron's shot and then spits it on him] Severen:How can you drink that shit?|