My favorite so-bad-it's-good scene:
Little more, little less, just take the money.
For my troubles? Or to keep my mouth shut? Or maybe for a few minutes in the upstairs room of your store. How much is that worth to you, Mister Pyatt?
Nobody forced you up there, you knew exactly what you were doing.
But what about our lessons? Pay as you go, earn as you learn. What were you going to teach me, Mr. Pyatt? And you said I was gonna love it, love being touched by a man like you.
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True story: To this very day, my brother and I -- whenever we owe one another money -- fold it slighty and place it on its side. As if by cue, the other says: "For my troubles, or to keep my mouth shut?"