Jax: How's what?
Jax and V. in Tiger Key Bar
Ardanowski: People get diseases from places like this.
Jax: Ease up, all right? Remember, we're beach bums.
Ardanowski: You've told me, Mr. Jacks, a dozen times.
Jax: Yeah, well, I know being laid-back isn't exactly natural behavior for you.
Ardanowski: Hey, I'm perfectly capable of assuming an undercover disguise.
Jax: All right. Just -- just chill. Remember, we're after a guy with a ponytail, all right? Hey, mate, what's happening?
bartender: Can I get you something?
Jax: Oh, yeah. Yeah, a couple of beers, thanks, mate. But only if they're so cold they freeze the hairs in your nose.
Bartender: I'm not making any promises.
Ardanowski: So, how is it?
Jax: How's what?
Ardanowski: Your jellyfish bite.
Jax: Oh, yeah. It's better, it's better.
Ardanowski: Told you we should've listened to that sign.
Jax: Yeah, well, you know I never listen to signs. Come on, what kind of a person would I be if I listened to every sign that happened across my path, huh?
Ardanowski: A person who still had his car insurance.
bartender: Here you go.
Jax: Thanks, mate.
Ardanowski: Thanks. Excuse me.
Bartender: Yeah?
Ardanowski: Did anyone ever tell you that you have a very interesting skull?
Bartender: uh -- never.
Ardanowski: Well, you do.
Bartender: Anything else?
Jax: Lay off on the skull. It's not getting us anywhere, ok?
Ardanowski: I'm just trying to loosen him up a little. You got a better way of getting information?
Jax: Hey, mate, mind if borrow a smoke? Ok. Thanks, anyway.
Ardanowski: Oh, that was informative.
Jax: Look, we'll give this place two more minutes. Then we're going to move on to the next bar, all right?
Ardanowski: You
know, Lester here thought I was out of line mentioning your skull.
Bartender: Yeah?
Ardanowski: Yeah, that's because he doesn't realize how much you can tell about a person by the shape of their head. I mean, take him, for instance. See all the bone behind the ears there? That means he has no respect for other people's feelings.
Jax: Are you finished?
Ardanowski: But you -- I mean, your skull tells a whole other story.
bartender: Oh, yeah?
Ardanowski: Yeah.
bartender: What kind of story?
Ardanowski: Well --
Jax: Look, if you're not going to finish your beer --
bartender: Hey, tom, she's telling me about my skull. Shh. You were saying?
Ardanowski: Can I feel it?
bartender: Can you -- uh, yeah.
Ardanowski: Ok. Oh, uh-huh. Oh, yeah. Yeah. Well, from what I can tell, you've always been ahead of your time. No pun intended, of course.
bartender: You know, you're right.
Ardanowski: Really?
bartender: I mean, I was the first person I knew who was into nine inch nails.
Ardanowski: See that? And I bet you were also the first person on your block to have long hair.
bartender: Yeah.
Jax: all right. It's time to jet. Thanks.
Ardanowski: Right. Well, it was nice meeting you, and keep your head up.
Jax: On second thought, I think we may stay a little longer.
bartender: Why?
Jax: bathroom. That beer, mate, went right through me.
bartender: You two are up to something.
Jax: Oh, no, mate. No, we're just a couple tourists.
bartender: Hey, chill out, Blondie. Now, what the hell are you two after?
Ardanowski: Go
ahead, lester. Tell him.
Jax: Why don't you?
Ardanowski: Ok, I will. Well, to be perfectly honest with you, we're just trying to score some weed.
Bartender: Weed.