X-Men Origins: Wolverine2009

Wolverine:
This is your idea of an idea? [holds up boxing gloves]

Wraith:
Tryin' to help you out, Logan. Dukes don't like you that much and you know it.

Wolverine:
Yeah, feeling's mutual.

Wraith:
Then use those gloves, man. Dance with 'im a little bit. Allow him to let his anger out on ya. I figured if you'd do that he'd probably tell you everything you wanna know.

Wolverine:
C'mon, man, look at him. Big ol' ass coming out the front of his shirt. Jesus, he'll have a coronary, for Christ's sake. Is there even a stretcher big enough to take this guy outta here?

[The bell rings. Blob hits Wolverine immediately.]

Wraith:
It ain't him I'm worried about gettin' outta here on a stretcher.

Wolverine:
[grunting with pain] You're an a**hole.