That wasn't her toe dude.
Whose toe was it, Walter?
How the fuck should I know? I do know that nothing about it indicates--
The nail polish, Walter.
Fine, Dude. As if it's impossible to get some nail polish, apply it to someone else's toe--
Someone else's--where the fuck are they gonna get--
You want a toe? I can get you a toe, believe me. There are ways, Dude.
You don't wanna know about it, believe me.
Yeah, but Walter--
Hell I can get you a toe by 3 0'clock this afternoon--with nail polish. These fucking amateurs.
They send us a toe, we're supposed to shit ourselves with fear. Jesus Christ.
The point is--
They're gonna kill her, Walter, and then they're gonna kill me--
Dude that's, that's just the stress talking, man. Now so far we have what appears to me, to be a series of victimless crimes--
What about the toe?
FORGET ABOUT THE FUCKING TOE!
Excuse me sir, could you please keep your voices down, this is a family restaurant.
Oh, please dear! For your information: the Supreme Court has roundly rejected prior restraint!
Come on Walter, this is not a First Amendment thing man.
Sir, if you don't calm down I'm going to have to ask you to leave.
Lady, I got buddies who died face-down in the muck so that you and I could enjoy this family restaurant!
All right, I'm out of here.
Hey Dude, don't go away man! Come on, this affects all of us man!
Our basic freedoms!
I'm staying. I'm Finishing my coffee.
Enjoying my coffee.