[Gabby and Pat have crashed Gabby's car]
Pat: Why, you misplaced son of a half-witted hurricane, you've killed me!
Gabby: Awww, shucks, you ain't hurt none. A little shakin'-up's good for your liver. Well, what are you going to do about my car now that you've wrecked it?
Pat: What am I gonna to do about it? I'm gonna sue you for everything you've got!
Gabby: [gesturing toward his car] Well, that's all I got! Sue me.