Get the fuck out of here, go shit in your own yard

Joe Hallenbeck:

[Joe just found out that Mathews was having an affair with his wife]
Head or gut, Mike? Mike Mathews:
Joe, how long have we been friends? Joe Hallenbeck:
I'd say roughly until you started banging my wife. Head or gut? Mike Mathews:
[sighs]
Gut. Joe Hallenbeck:
[punches Mike in the gut]
Got that address for me? Mike Mathews:
[out of breath]
Huh? Joe Hallenbeck:
The surveillance job. Mike Mathews:
[still out of breath]
You still want the job? Joe Hallenbeck:
500 bucks is 500 bucks, Mike. Mike Mathews:
[gives Joe a picture of Cory]
Yeah, I guess you're right. Joe Hallenbeck:
[looking at the picture]
Cory, huh? You throw a shot into her too? [Mike leaves] Joe Hallenbeck:
[to his neighbor's dog who keeps coming into his yard]
Get the fuck out of here, go shit in your own yard