Phil: Mike, you have always been an animal who rapes women and assaults women and bites ears and mugs old ladies and-- you were basically a dirtly little punk in Brooklyn, weren't you?
Mike: Yes I was.
Phil: And wouldn't you say you still are?
Phil: So, I think-- then don't you think it's a testament to a society like America that an animal like you still walks around free?
Mike: Well, I think it is, obviously I do believe that America's a great country but when you say things like that about me what I say publicly is that you're a racist.
Phil: Why would you say racism and not really mean it?
Mike: Uhhh, well, because it immediately pulls the sympathy vote for me.
Phil: Oh, okay.
Mike: Because people will not question me further; they'll simply say they understand for fear that they'd be called racists, too.
Phil: But you do agree that you're a dirty little punk that oughta be in a cage?
Mike: Yes, absolutely, Phil, there's no doubt about that.