"Don't let nobody out of this room, I don't want even one of these motherfuckers to leave."
"Motherfucker, you think you can steal my shit and sell it?."
Then one of his men says "Mike took it."
The OJ replies "I know motherfucking Mike took it!"
"I always thought you were a straight shooter."
Mike replies "I'm cool, I am."
OJ replies "Then gimme back all my shit you stole from me motherfucker!"
Mike replies "If any of these things on the table are yours, you can take them back. I am sorry if I took things that belonged to you."
OJ replies "Alright, Walter and Clarence, help me carry this motherfucking shit to my car."
Mike says "No, not the starter pistol, don't take that."
OJ says "It is mine motherfucker, you stole it from me!"
Mike says "Put the gun down, I'll give you something else for it. I got these Joe Montana cleats and some signed baseballs if you give me the starter pistol gun."
OJ says "Fuck that shit, Joe Montana is a racist cracker ass motherfucker! Why would I want a pair of his stinky shoes?"
Mike says "Look, OJ, those stinky shoes are worth at least two million dollars, maybe three to collectors. I'll even give you one of the Joe Montana lithographs that he autographed."
OJ says "Alright motherfucking Mike, I'll take the shoes, the lithograph, and the baseballs, here is the starter pistol back, and it is not armed or anything, though it usually uses blanks."
Mike says "Are we cool now?"
OJ says "Yeah we cool, we cool like da motherfucking Fonz here. I got a wedding to get back to, I'll just leave and put this shit into my car."