Here, why don't you take my seat. That seat's taken. Fuck you. Excuse me? Fuck you. Hold...

Ray Quick: [to a pregnant lady on the bus] Here, why don't you take my seat. [as soon as he gets up, one of the punk kids jumps into the seat] Ray Quick: That seat's taken. Punk #1: Fuck you. Ray Quick: Excuse me? Punk #1: Fuck you. Ray Quick: [nods, then removes his sunglasses and hands them to the lady] Hold these, please. [she does; he flips the punk out of the seat and starts kicking him in the chest repeatedly. More punks attack him, one of which pulls out a switchblade knife and tries to use it on Ray; he stops it] Ray Quick: I hate knives. [he makes the goon drop the knife, beats him up, then karate kicks the initial offender out of the bus through the side window] Ray Quick: [calmly, to the pregnant lady] I believe there's a vacancy.