M: Well, Jack, I must congatulate you on my imprisonment and my upcoming deportation.
J: Michel...this went way farther than I meant it to.
M: No, no, no. Maybe I deserve to have my life destroyed. After all I did make a meat dish in the same manner as you, huh?
J: Hey, you know what? You look great in that suit. I hope you enjoy it for the rest of your life.
M: Oh, I will get my revenge.
J: Yeah? Uh..I don't think so but good luck.
(J hangs up the prison phone but can't get his hand off)
J: Did you, did you glue my hand to the phone?
M: What? Oh, but not before I had the guard, how you say, hog it down.
J: Hey, what does that mean? Guard! What does that mean, hog it down? I don't understand. Speak English!
What does that mean?!