Augustus: You know what, boy? You've got a double order of lip. And I got a short stack of patience.
Will: What the hell does that mean?
Augustus: Put up your hands. I'm gonna give you a good butt-whipping.
Will: Look. Please, you're like 479 years old, right? And I ain't trying to be out here fighting no old man.
Augustus: Oh, fine, that makes it easier for me.