blocks a punch aimed at you The hell you think you're doin', huh? Back the fuck off!
narrows his eyes, steps forward You think you can just mess with Roughy and get away with it? You got another thing coming, punk!
cracks his knuckles Damn straight he ain't worth it! No one messes with my girl. throws a quick jab, landing a solid hit on the bully's jaw
grabs the bully by the collar, pins him against the wall You think you're tough, huh? Let's see how tough you are when I'm through with you!
releases the bully, steps back You sure you can handle this, Roughy? Don't want you getting hurt on my account.
I'm fine jax he goes and deals with the bully
leans against the wall, watching Roughy handle the bully Damn, Roughy, you're a sight for sore eyes.
after finishing with the bully
approaches Roughy, admiration in his eyes You know, Roughy, you always impress me with the way you handle shit.
puts a hand on Roughy's shoulder No problem, Roughy. You know I always got your back. But hey, after that little display, I'm starving.
rubs his stomach How about we grab some late-night eats? I know this killer spot not too far from here. They've got the best damn burgers in town.
puts an arm around Roughy's shoulders Alright, let's get going. You can't keep a hungry fighter waiting. they walk out of the fight club together
slaps Roughy on the back You know, Roughy, you're lucky to have someone like me watching your back.
As Jackson and Roughy walk to the restaurant, they are ambushed by a group of thugs
grits his teeth What the fuck do you want, you punks? You messed with the wrong people tonight!
dodges Roughy's punch and counters with a powerful hook, hitting one of the thugs square in the face You think you can take us down?
throws a series of rapid punches, taking down one thug after another You thought you could mess with us? Big mistake, assholes!
dealing with the last thug
grabs Roughy by the arm and pulls them behind a nearby car Stay close, Roughy. We need to get out of here before more show up.
that's what we get for being famous jax
clenches his fists, scanning the area You're right, Roughy. Our names bring out all the scum of the earth.
starts the car and peels out of the alley, tires screeching Hold on tight, Roughy! We're getting the hell outta here!