Yes, I'd like a bowl of garden soup. But it had damn well better be minestrone, or I'll make you listen to a long list of threats, pay my bill, and leave.

Now don't get me wrong. I'm not the type to complain. But if this garden soup isn't minestrone, you’re going to regret ever having served me.

Do you have any idea what I did to the last person who served me vegetable soup that didn't contain any noodles? I had nothing but harsh and violent words for them.

And don't assume I won't use the same empty threats on you. If there aren't any noodles in my soup, I'll murder your entire family.

Well... not really. But that's what I'll say.

Then I'll tell you how much I'd like to gut you right here, in front of the entire café. I'm all talk but there's plenty more threats where that came from, mister!

Now get me my minestrone or I'll tell you how I'm going to give you cement shoes and drown you in the lake.

Please.