| Me | How's it going? | |
| Sylvio | Have I given you permission to address me? | |
| Me | Thekla has a problem with you. | |
| Sylvio | So? What is the dear lady's problem? And why doesn't she come herself? | |
| Me | You know that damn well ... | |
| Sylvio | (cynically friendly) Why don't you go discuss that with my friend Bullco for a while? | |
| Me | A lot of people talk about you ... | |
| Sylvio | A lot of people talk too much. | |
| Me | What do you think of Lee? | |
| Sylvio | (lightly ironic) Oh, he's a good fighter. I wouldn't ever want to pick a fight with him. | |
| Sylvio | (cold) Unless, of course, it couldn't be avoided. | |
| Sylvio | It has come to my attention that you have it in for my boys! | |
| Sylvio | And as far as I know, you're one of Lee's prot�g�s. | |
| Sylvio | I'm warning you! A few things are going to be different around here soon, and we'll talk about this again then! | |
| Me | Hey, asshole ... | |
| Sylvio | You don't actually think I'd get involved in a duel with you? | |
| Sylvio | Go crawl back under your rock. | |