From The Naked Gun 2½: The Smell of Fear
[as Savage is surrounded
] All right, Savage! What do you want?
I want a car out front! Something fun. A Porsche! Then I want a plane ticket to Jamaica. And I want a nice hotel. No touristy place. Something really indicative of the people and their culture.
Can't do that, Savage! We're calling your bluff! Now put your hands on top of your head and come out!