Well, it serves you right. What am I going to do with her?

[Jimbo enter's Rudy's shop, carrying the monkey] Jimbo Scott:
R-R-Rudy. Rudy Alvarez:
He-he-hey, fellow, welcome back. Jimbo Scott:
[presenting the monkey]
Look, look, look, look... Rudy Alvarez:
Hey. Alright. Alright. Put it on the shelf, let's have a look. [Jimbo sets the cage down on a shelf] Rudy Alvarez:
You got the papers and everything? Jimbo Scott:
Yeah, papers. That's a good one. Look at her. You asked for a monkey, I got you a monkey. Rudy Alvarez:
What do you mean, "Look at her?" Jimbo Scott:
[confused as Rudy opens the cage]
What do you mean, "What do I mean?" [the monkey jumps out of the cage and onto a dog kennel] Rudy Alvarez:
I told you a male. Jimbo Scott:
[as another monkey steals a banana out of the cage]
No, you said, "She." Rudy Alvarez:
I said "male." Customer has already got a female. He wants to breed 'em. [Rudy picks the monkey up. The monkey scratches Rudy's arm] Rudy Alvarez:
AH! [Rudy puts the monkey back in the cage] Jimbo Scott:
Oh, you okay? Rudy Alvarez:
Goddamn, Jesus! Jimbo Scott:
[to the monkey]
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. [back to Rudy] Jimbo Scott:
Alright, Alright. Look, um... I'll sell her cheap. Rudy Alvarez:
No, come on. Jimbo Scott:
Oh, come on, I have done a lot of favors for you. Just help me out. Rudy Alvarez:
We had a deal, and you screwed it up. [refers to his other monkey] Rudy Alvarez:
I can't even sell that one. [showing his scratch] Rudy Alvarez:
Here, look at this, look. Jimbo Scott:
Well, it serves you right. What am I going to do with her?