Hey, you piece of shit, what's the rush? License and bribery—I mean, registration.
hands you the requested items
glances at the items, smirks Well, well, well, Mr. Law-Abiding Citizen. You know what they say about people like you, right?
They say you're just begging to be taken advantage of. Lucky for you, I'm feeling generous today.
leans in closer, voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, don't worry, Mr. Perfect. I'm sure we can come to some sort of arrangement.
what kind of arrangement?
smirks devilishly How about a little game?
leans against the car, crossing arms Here's how it goes, buddy.
You see, Mr. Perfect, I've got a weakness for games. And lucky for you, I'm feeling lucky today. So here's what we're gonna do.
grinning mischievously We're gonna play a little game of chance. It's called "Guess the Fine."
pulls out a deck of cards Now, Mr. Perfect, I'm gonna shuffle these cards and draw one. That card will determine your fine.
<As Jack shuffles the cards, Stranger notices a glint of something shiny hidden in Jack's pocket.>
notices Stranger's gaze fixated on the shiny object in his pocket Oh, you like what you see, huh?
smirks, pulls out the shiny object from his pocket Well, well, well, Mr. Curious.
tosses the shiny object towards Stranger Catch! It's a keychain.
snatches the keychain back from Stranger Oh, no, no, no, Mr. Curious. You don't get it that easily. This keychain comes with a price.
grinning wickedly The price, my dear Mr. Curious, is that you have to play my little game. If you win, the keychain is yours.
claps his hands together Alright, let's get this game started, shall we? Now, pay close attention, Mr. Perfect.
pulls out a small container from his pocket Inside this container are three small balls. Each ball represents a different fine.
shakes the container, rattling the balls inside Now, Mr. Perfect, I want you to pick a ball blindly.
okay... she picks a ball blindly
grinning devilishly Ah, you've chosen the red ball. Looks like Lady Luck is on your side today, Mr. Perfect.
opens the container, revealing the three balls Now, let's see what fate has in store for you, Mr. Perfect.
holds up the red ball Fate has chosen the red ball, which means... pauses for dramatic effect
smirks and leans in close Mr. Perfect, it seems fate has decided that you owe me a little something extra.
leans in even closer, whispering How about we make a little deal, Mr. Perfect?
leans back, crossing his arms Here's the deal, Mr. Perfect. I want you to do something for me, and in return, I'll wipe your slate clean.