My Cousin Vinny (1992)

Chris Ellis: J.T.

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• Vinny Gambini : I understand you played a game of pool with Lisa for two hundred dollars, which she won. I'm here to collect.

  J.T. : How 'bout if I just kick your ass?

  Vinny Gambini : Oh, a counter-offer. That's what we lawyers - I'm a lawyer - we lawyers call that a counter-offer. This is a tough decision here. Get my ass kicked or collect two hundred dollars. Let me think... I could use a good ass-kickin', I'll be very honest with you... nah, I think I'll just go with the two hundred.

  J.T. : Over my dead body.

  Vinny Gambini : You like to renegotiate as you go along, don't you? Well, here's my counter-offer... Do I have to kill you? What if I were just to kick the ever-loving shit out of you?

  J.T. : In your dreams.

  Vinny Gambini : Oh, no, no... in reality. If I was to kick the shit out of you, do I get the money?

  J.T. : [in disbelief]  You kick the shit out of me.

  Vinny Gambini : Yeah.

  J.T. : Yeah. You get the money.

  Vinny Gambini : So, here are my options. Option A: I get my ass kicked, or Option B: I kick your ass and collect the two hundred. I think I'm gonna go with Option B: Kickin' your ass and collecting two hundred dollars.

  [Vinny takes off his jacket] 

  J.T. : We're gonna fight now?

  Vinny Gambini : Yeah. But first, show me the money.

  J.T. : I have it.

  Vinny Gambini : You have it, then show it to me.

  J.T. : [pause]  I can get it.

  Vinny Gambini : You can get it? Okay, get it. Then we'll fight.

  [Vinny takes his jacket from Lisa] 

• J.T. : Hey there, little Yankee boy. Look what I got.

  Vinny Gambini : What is it?

  J.T. : Two hundred dollars.

  Vinny Gambini : Bring it here, let me see it.

  Vinny Gambini : [as J.T. presents a roll of bills]  How do I know that's not a bunch of ones with a twenty wrapped around it?

  J.T. : [after short pause]  It's two hundred bucks.

  Vinny Gambini : Fan it out, show it to me.

  Vinny Gambini : [as J.T. stuffs the roll back in his pocket]  Yeah, right.

• J.T. : Hey there, little Yankee wuss! Look here, got your $200. You gonna kick the shit out of me now?