Frank: Whoa, whoa. This bill's going to cost two grand? What kind of screw job is this?
Marie: Oh, Frank Gianni's a good boy. He wouldn't give us a screw job.
Gianni: Thanks, Mrs. B. And it's going to be closer to 1,500.
Frank: Nuts! I can get this thing back in shape in five minutes, and all it'll cost you is lunch. Chicken croquettes I like.