"When some wild-eyed, eight-foot-tall maniac grabs your neck, taps the back of your favorite head up against the barroom wall, and he looks you crooked in the eye and he asks you if ya paid your dues, you just stare that big sucker right back in the eye, and you remember what ol' Joshua Nesbitt always says at a time like that: 'Have ya paid your dues, Joshua?' 'Yessir, the check is in the mail'...
Just remember what ol' Joshua Nesbitt does when the earth quakes, and the poison arrows fall from the sky, and the pillars of Heaven shake. Yeah, Joshua Nesbitt just looks that big ol' storm right square in the eye and he says, 'Give me your best shot, pal. I can take it.'"
Big Trouble in Little ATL