What do you think we should do with'im? You owe anybody money? We could drop you off at their place.

[That's just trash talk right there. Freddy wouldn't really put anyone's life in danger like that, not if it meant risking getting even an idiot killed. Whatever the case, the guy ain't talking. He doesn't look pleased to be led around either. Too bad.]

Hand him over to the cops I guess. Tell them he punched a chick and cut me.

[Hear that, Lawrence Dimick? He cut your Freddy Newendyke. Yes the kid's banking on the bull seeing red to put a little more fear into this son of a bitch.]