Michael Rider

Wesley: [after seeing Pat with a broken nose] Did I explain it wrong? Is that it?

O'Connor: No, boss, you didn't.

Wesley: [to Jimmy; to Tinker and O'Connor] Pat's got a weak constitution. You boys know that. That's why he's working as a bartender. He's my only sister's son. And if he doesn't have me, who's he got? And if I'm not there, you're there. I should've let you go, Jimmy. Well, one of you boys owes me an apology. Now I leave it up to you to decide which one of you wants to say "I'm sorry.

Tinker: [takes off his hat] I'm sorry, boss.

O'Connor: I'm sorry, boss.

Wesley: [walks over to O'Connor] I believe you, Tinker. But you, O'Connor, somehow I don't believe you. Now you better try it again. cause if there's one thing I can't stand, it's a man who's untruthful.

O'Connor: I'm sorry, boss.

Wesley: If there's one thing that disgusts me, it's a man who can't admit when he's wrong.

O'Connor: I swear to God, boss, I'm sorry.

Wesley: You disgust me, O'Connor. You wanna know why you disgust me?

O'Connor: No, why, boss?

Wesley: [punches him; kicks him in the groin; karate chops him and knocks him down; to his men; Wesley's men stand him up; punches and knocks him out] Cause you're a bleeder. You bleed too much. You are a messy bleeder. You're weak. You got no endurance for PAIN. Aw, come on, get up. Hey, you'll be fine. Come on. Well, help him up! You're gonna be fine. And you know why? Because I like you. Get this piece-of-shit coward out of here.