Kiss Kiss Bang Bang2005

[Harry catches Agent Type feeling up Harmony, who's passed out.]

Harry:
You know what? You'd better be her doctor.

[Agent Type looks up, busted.]

Harry:
Walk away, don't think, just do it.

Agent Type:
What are you, her brother or something? It's none of your business, man. I will f*** you up.

Harry:
[coolly] No. You'll try, and that little experiment will end in tears, my friend. So, again for the cheap seats, do not think, walk the f*** away - or let's you and me go outside right now. It's past my bedtime. Make a choice.

[Cut to Agent Type beating Harry up.]