Drunk Man in Strip Club: Hey, wait a minute. This is for you. $400. But you already know that. I'm talking to you!
Valeria: Let me go!
[Valeria slaps him]
Drunk Man in Strip Club: Fucking bitch!
Ed: Why don't you chill, man? She's no pro.
Valeria: It's okay. I can handle it. It's okay.
Drunk Man in Strip Club: This dickless faggot more your type, Valeria?
Valeria: Fuck off, Gilberto.
Drunk Man in Strip Club: You think you have the balls for this girl? I ask you something. You deaf?
Ed: What the fuck's your problem, man?
Ed: [pulls out a knife and cuts Ed] oh shit!
[Valeria gets a bat and hits Drunk Man in the head and knocks him out]
Valeria: [Valeria now tends to Ed's wound in the back of the bar] That was pretty stupid. At least now you have a great story to tell your friends.
Ed: What? That I got my ass kicked?
Valeria: No. How you came to the aid of a poor and defenseless woman.
Ed: Yeah, right. If it ever gets boring around here, you could bat cleanup for the Astros.
Valeria: You know, my ex-husband, he hated the fact that I could handle myself.
Ed: Let me guess. That's why he's your ex.
Valeria: I left him and I moved here to Manzanita.
Ed: Can I buy you a drink later?
Valeria: So you're not afraid of strong woman?
Ed: Only if she's not swinging a bat at me.
