[craning his neck] No. Of course, I could see a lot better if it weren't for that crazy bimbo dancing on the table.
[At second glance, the "crazy bimbo" turns out to be Christine, playing a snake-charming tune on a kazoo while "Sinbad the Snake Charmer" dances onstage.]
Listen, pal, I don't know who you are, but why don't you take your...
SSatan
Oh, I'm known by many names: Lucifer, Beelzebub, Satan... although it says "Stu Blumberg" on my license. But enough about me. Let's talk about you, and what you could do with one of these.
[He holds up the hundred dollar bill. Dan glances at a prostitute with a Mardi Gras mask.]
You wanna call me in here, play your little bedroom games, take shots at my manhood? That's fine! I get that all the time! All right, listen, I will admit that I couldn't afford some snooty Ivy League education. You know, but when you get your degree from the Bayou Academy of Law & Agriculture, you learn something more: a fighting sow belly has to work for what he wants, can't be afraid to get your snout dirty! You know what? I live the law every day. In the courthouses and the jails of New York City. And I may have barf in my cuffs when I get home at night. But that's the way I like it. [building] That's why I have the highest conviction rate of any DA in this city. And that's why I have the lowest percentage of overturned cases! And that's why you can say anything you want to about my manhood, but nobody, lady, nobody can touch Dan Fielding in a court of law. [throws off his jacket] Or for that matter, anywhere else!