Sam: What's the problem there, Cliffie?
Cliff: Ah, a new couple moved in next door to me and Ma. They're just not our kind of people. They're loud, noisy, up till all hours playing their bebop music, automobile parts strewn all over the yard. Nothing I can use.
Norm: Why don't you just have a word with these people, Cliffie?
Cliff: Ah, Norm, it's not the type of people you just have a word with, you know what I mean? If I talk to them, it's only going to lead to a fight and you know what I'm liable to do.
Carla: Yeah, wet yourself.