Little Nicky2000

Street vendor:
  [appears while Nicky is sleeping in Central Park] My man's into deep nocturnal sh*t. [steals Nicky's flask] Whoo! Mm-hmm, yeah!

John:
  Yo, man, I think that guy just stole his stuff!

Pete:
 Should we wake him up?

John:
  Yeah. You do it.

Pete:
  Rise and shine, Devil Guy! Some dude just stole your sh*t!

Nicky:
  What?! Where?! [exhales fire; John and Pete stare in amazement] Which way did he go?

John:
  Uh, that way!

Nicky:
  Thanks! Give me back my flask!

Pete:
  Did you check out the dragon mouth?!

John:
  The Dark Prince is here! [they head-butt one another]

Street vendor:
  Check out my stuff, I got a low price! Uh, I got a pepper shaker! I got a silver doodad from Africa!

Nicky:
  [approaches the stand] Hey.

Street vendor:
  See something you like, my man?

Nicky:
  Yes, I would like my flask back!

Street vendor:
  You're calling me a thief, my man?

Nicky:
  I'm calling you the guy who has my flask.

Street vendor:
  How would I have it unless I was, in fact, a thief?

Nicky:
  I don't know.

[Deleted scene; a customer arrives]

Customer:
  Ooh. How much for the silver flask there?

Street vendor:
  Ah, my man. Business, business, business. That's a special item selling. The cap alone is one hundred percent pure... plappium.

Nicky:
  "Plappium"?

Street vendor:
  It's valued at over three hundred dollars.

Customer:
  Really? What's it from?

Nicky:
  It was handcrafted in Hell by Satan himself, and its sole purpose is to get the Fireball of Hades burning once again.

Customer:
  I'm gonna keep looking.

[Theatrical version resumes]

Street vendor:
  Now, you've done it. You've messed with my business, b*tch!

Nicky:
  I would appreciate it if you would keep your voice down! [flames appear in Nicky's eyes]

Street vendor:
  Oh, you're going all crazy eyed on me? I'll show you some crazy eye! [clicks tongue really fast with fists up] Look at this, come on, let's get busy!

Valerie:
  Excuse me, sir?

Street vendor:
  Who?

Valerie:
  Does, um, that flask belong to this man?

Street vendor:
  Now you're going to call me a thief, too?! Damn!

Valerie:
  Okay, look. Today, the guy you ripped off just happened to walk by and bust you, so why don't you just…give him the flask back?

Street vendor:
  What're you going to do if I don't, bite me with your snaggletooth?

Valerie:
  No. But maybe that policeman over there might have something to say.

Street vendor:
  Awwwww, take your dumb-ass canteen, goofy! [turns to Valerie] And you, get your raggedy-ass clothes and find yourself another corner, before I show you what crazy really is!

Valerie:
  Fine, I will!

Street vendor:
  I'm a business man! Blah-blah-blah-blah!

Nicky:
  I'll be seeing you in a few years. [street vendor clicks tongue really fast at Nicky as he leaves]