Nigger, don't you ever, in your *life*, say anything against my mother!

Malcolm X:

[accidentally bumps into a patron, spilling his drink on his shoes, but smiles and acts cool]
My man! Fox:
The word is "excuse me," boy. Malcolm X:
[still grinning, staying positive]
"Excuse me" don't shine my shoes, my man. Fox:
Then you should've stayed out of my way. [takes the flaps of his jacket in his hands and releases them roughly] Fox:
Ol' country nigger. [Malcolm stares at him for a moment and tries to walk away until Fox holds an arm out in front of him to stop him] Fox:
Uh, what you gonna do? [removes his hat from off his head, mockingly blows on it and tosses it over the bar, staring him down in a confrontational matter] Fox:
Go home to your mama? [Malcolm is silent for a moment, looking at him, letting his harmful words sink in... then he casually approaches the bar, grabs a glass bottle and violently smashes it against Fox's head, who falls to the floor, holding his bleeding head and wincing in pain] Malcolm X:
Nigger, don't you ever, in your *life*, say anything against my mother!