Wait a minute. Hold it. Hold it. Cool it, fellas. Adam, you know... you know I'm sick of you bustin' your own roof. You know something? You came late. You're stoned. I can smell it all over the bandstand. You're evil with all the cats. Look, why don't you go out there and play real pretty for the people, huh? Well, that's it. You got it. I'm gonna split.
Hey, wait a minute, man. Let me tell you something. You don't leave. I leave. You know what that sign says out there? It says 'Adam Johnson' ...