The Green Mile1999

Paul:
[After John enters his cell for the first time] Percy, they're moving house in the infirmary. Why don't you go see if they could use some help?

Percy Wetmore:
Well, they got all the men they need.

Paul:
Why don't you just go and make sure?

Percy:
Uh-uh.

Paul:
I don't care where you go, Percy, just as long as it's not here at this very moment. [Percy nods and walks down the Mile; Del grins at him as he walks by, so Percy smacks Del's fingers with a nightstick and makes Del scream in pain]

Eduard Delacroix:
[crying] God, he bust my finger!

Percy:
I wiped that grin off ya sh*t-poke face, didn't I?!

Paul:
Goddamn it, Percy, get the hell off my block! [Percy looks at him, nods and leaves]