If yer trigger finger is as fast movin' as yer lips, Rapaire, you must be one hell of a dangerous guy. Boy, oh boy. I ain't heard of this much hot air risin' since the Hindenburg blew up. I never met a man I couldn't drink under the table. Never. Human beings are sissies. They can't take the heat like a chimp can. No way. This Big Freddy guy, I bet he was no real challenge at all, just a fat bozo with poor reflexes. I fought Fat Freddy, the chimp from the Florida mob, hand to hand. That was some fightin', lemme tell ya. I woulda killed the sucker, but he got away. Then he met a bad end under the gun of that crazy Orangutan from Schenectady. Too bad. Freddy was a hell of a boxer. He went 3 rounds with Mighty Joe Young the USA Gorilla boxing champ, and that was when his head wasn't workin' right too. Joe Young knocked him clean out of the ring in the third round, but Freddy held his own till then. This is the ape I fought to a standstill.

Look, buddy, don't play games with the big apes. I'm tellin' you this fer yer own good. I might take you on as a junior partner if yer half as good as you make out, but don't count on it. Nothin' is guaranteed in this life except death and taxes.