Meanwhile, in a parallel universe... Dude: I thought I recognize you. I gave you a sandwhich back in 1975 to move my bags of product, and you never did it! Bum: That sandwhich was lousy Dude: Move my bags! Bum: Make me! (Both of them manifest stands) Trish: That does it! One of them have to go Diavolo: Yeah, the bussinessman Trish: No, the bum Diavolo: Awwww