When some wild-eyed, eight-foot-tall maniac grabs your neck, taps the
back of your favorite head up against the barroom wall, and he looks
you crooked in the eye and he asks you if ya paid your dues, you just
stare that big sucker right back in the eye, and you remember what ol'
Jack Burton always says at a time like that: Have ya paid your dues,
Jack? Yessir, the check is in the mail. Also, listen to the coach and go watch the Dolphins play a scrimmage on Saturday afternoon in Davie. It'll do ya some good, chief.