Dialogue from a comedic skit

Good evening, sir.

Good evening.

Go ahead.

Sir.

Just a second.

Okay.

Whatever he wants.

Damn it.

Umm Zakeya.

Umm what?

Umm Zakeya.

Are you going to get me the home delivery? Are you?

Umm Zakeya.

Damn you and your whole family.

Umm Zakeya.

Umm what?

Come here.

What?

Out.

What?

Out.

Zakeya.

Out! You have no place here. Out, you filthy thing!

You little runt. Damn the year that brought you here.

Damn it. You hurt me. Yes.

Take it easy.

What’s it to you?

Take it easy.

Why should I take it easy? Why are you butting into things that don’t concern you?

Why should I take it easy? Do you know what he does to me?

This home delivery, don’t I know how to cook it myself?

Calm down, okay?

I am calm. I’m Balsa. This whole building talks

about me, I swear on my life. It says, “Zakeya, Zakeya Balsa.”

Excuse me, please.

They call me Zakeya Balsa.

Excuse me.

What money?

But the food—

Oh, please. Money. Fine. Fine, you—

What a pain. Fine, you pain.

Ma’am.

Ma’am.

Hey—

Ow.

Hey, man.

Ma’am.

What do you want, man?

Excuse me, the money, please.

What do you want?

The money for—

What money?

The money for the food.

Money for what food?

Your brother's.

Whose brother?

Your son's.

He's not my son, and I don't know him. Huh. Besides, did I get food from you?

I ordered food from you. I spoke your language for your sake.

The gentleman is the one who ordered.

You keep pointing. Why don't you act tough with the gentleman? There he is, downstairs.

Go downstairs.

Not the filthy one. The coward.

You coward!

Fine, the money, then, so I can leave.

Hey,

ma'am.

Hey,

sir.

What a day, the sun will never rise on it.

Please, give me what I'm owed. Let me leave. I'm a decent guy.

What's going on?

Give me the food money so I can leave.

What money?

The food money.

The food money.

Yes.

Here. Take it. Watch out now. Watch out. Take it.

Here, take the food. We're done. This is exhausting.