Tommy: Well, if you're gonna do that, you might as well put 'em up here.
Dick: On the shoulders?
Tommy: Why not?
Harry: I like it.
Dick: That's good.
Tommy: And let's remove a couple ribs, shall we?
Dick: I hate my ribs.
Harry: Mmm, yeah. Oh, and, uh... right about here. [Harry draws a line just above Dick's knee]
Dick: What's that for?
Harry: That's for later.