““Look, barkeeper, I'm a peaceful man. Fairly normal. I don't sniff armpits or wear ladies' underwear. But everywhere I go, somebody is pushing shots at me, they give me no rest. Why is this? -I think you got it comin' somehow. -Well, Eddie, you stop thinking and see if you can fix me a double vodka and tonic, touch of lime. -We don't got no lime. -Yeah, you have. I can see it from here. -That lime's not for you -Yeah? Who's it for? Elizabeth Taylor? Now, if you want to sleep in your own bed tonight, I'll have that lime. In my drink. Pronto.””
