The Wolverine2013

Logan:
You the one who was attacked by the grizzly?

Red Beard:
I'm the one that survived.

Logan:
I'd like to buy this man a drink.

Red Beard:
What's your name, mister?

[Logan pins the man's hand to the bar with an arrow]

Logan:
It's Logan. And that's a poison broadhead, which, last I heard, was illegal. Go ahead, ask me where I found it. Ask me.

Red Beard:
[in agony] Where did you find it?

Logan:
Well, funny you should ask. I pulled it out of the back of a grizzly. Whoever shot it didn't have the wind or the balls to track the animal properly and put it out of its misery. Instead of dropping a lethal dose of the poison, it bled into the bear, made him crazy. Killed five people.

Red Beard:
I don't know what you're talking about! Because I don't dip my arrows in anything!

Logan:
In that case, you got nothing to worry about.