Baretta

Baretta: Hold on just a second sugar, I don't deal in this he says, she says and maybe, let's get right down to the dirt floor. What kind of help are we talkin' about. Rita: Just stay alive mister, just stay alive. Please help. Baretta: Okay, okay pal, I wanna tell ya somethin' right out in front though. Like the man says, I can give ya a fair shake, if ya burn me I'm dirtier than any hood you ever dealt with in your life. Now where is this he says, she says guy. Rooster: Say wait a minute man, look here now, I think this is where I came in, this chicken my man is hotter than the fourth of July. Baretta: Alright, I understand don't nobody coop the Rooster, come on with me. Rooster: These weird chicks and their crazy old dudes, boy it just get outta here and help her out that's all. Help me out by leavin' me alone, jive Turkey.

Baretta: Walrus told me this story had me rollin' on the ground about you and this bear chasin' ya when you were tripped out on acid.