*Balls Nasy is lacing up his boots when Slick Willie comes walking up.*
Willie: Boy, Ah expect you to take out that Sammitch in your match tonight. The Company is counting on you. Once Charlie wins the Lightweight belt, I want to make sure the competition is well aware of the danger involved in trying to take it from us.
*Slick pats Nasty on the shoulder.*
Balls: Don't worry. No matter how the match is called, Sammitch isn't walking out tonight. I guarantee that. *(He looks at Slick's hand. The tycoon removes it from Nasty's shoulder.)* And another thing. Don't you dare call me boy again.
