I want my money. You took my $200!

- Will you quiet down, you hear? - I want my $200!

Hold on, now, just hold on.

Let me explain something to you.

It ain't as if you was my pa. That'd be different.

Well, I ain't your pa, so just get that out of your head.

I don't care what those neighbour ladies said.

- I look like that. - You don't look nothing like me.

You don't look any more like me than you do that Coney Island.

Eat that damn thing, you hear?

- We got the same jaw. - Lots of people got the same jaw.

- It's possible. - No, no, it ain't possible.

- Then I want my $200! - All right!

All right, maybe we got the same jaw, but same jaw don't mean same blood.

I know a woman looks like a bullfrog, but that don't mean she's its mother.

- You met my mum in a bar room. - For God's sakes, child!

You think everybody gets met in a bar room gets a baby?

It's possible.

Anything is possible, but possible don't make it true.

Then I want my money!