Abe: Now, listen, we didn't gang up on you! You just stink at poker!
Hal: Oh, is that right?
Malcolm: That was a cheap shot.
Stevie: The truth... hurts.
Hal: If we were playing in a straight game, I would have mop the floor with you.
Abe: We did play in a straight game. And you went home crying to your momma!
Hal: Well, why don't we play right now and we'll see who will do the crying and who will do the mopping. I will own you! I- I mean... I didn't mean... I meant-
Abe: Oh, shut up and get the cards.