Is that it?
Is that all those bloated-out muscles will give you?
All show and no go.
Oh, I got plenty of go.
Yeah?
You must have misplaced that
when I kicked your arse up and down that office of yours.
Yeah.
Just like you Brits... rewriting history, huh?
All I know is it wasn't me
that was thrown out of a four-story window.
Jumped.
I jumped out of a four-story window
saving my partner's life.
'Cause where I'm from,
we don't settle fights by throwing bombs.
Well, that's funny, because where I'm from,
we don't need women to run to our rescue.
I mean, do you really believe
you can stand in front of me
and beat me in a straight-up, old-fashioned fistfight?
Let me tell you something.
Me and you, one on one, no one else around...
I will beat your ass like a Cherokee drum.
Maybe one day we'll find out.
Oh, you better hope that day never comes.
I said no, Mr. Nobody.
I'm not leaving this cell.
I'll get out my way.
The right way!
Hey! Why is the door open? Get back in your cell!
Relax. It's just a malfunction.
- Get back! - Just a malfunction.
Stop him! Don't let him get away!
I've been waiting a long time for this.
Keep waiting, bitch.
Rubber bullets.
Big mistake.
Well, that took longer than I expected.