Brenda the Waitress:
[to Luc, who has devoured many, many plates of food at the diner]
That's a lot of food you've put away, boy.
Luc:
It's good food.
Brenda the Waitress:
Yup. You gonna be able to pay for all that?
[Luc looks at her dumbfounded, she senses the answer and calls to the back]
Brenda the Waitress:
Hey Hank! We got a deadbeat here!
Hank the Cook:
[Comes out from the kitchen]
Hey, punk, I been slavin' all day makin' that slop!
Luc:
The food is good.
Hank the Cook:
Fuckin' A it is. The question is, how are you going to pay for it?
Luc:
I - I don't know.
Hank the Cook:
You don't know. Ain't that cute? I'm gonna bust your head, punk!
Luc:
I - I don't want to hurt you.
Hank the Cook:
Awww, he don't wanna hurt ol' Hank.
[Takes a swing at Luc, and is easily beaten by him. Luc then proceeds to do the same thing to every patron in the café who steps up to him]
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