Dichter: I need a drink.
The Bartender: You want a drink, Mr. Dichter. You don't need it. It's, uh, it's your time now.
Dichter: My time. Mister? I got no appointment with anybody anywhere. But I'll tell you what you need. You need--you need to get that clock fixed! Now give me another drink or you'll be the coldest bartender east of California.