You ain't fit to drive, that's why you been pulled over. I know your brother pretty well, that's why you ain't been arrested. But, it's up to you to cooperate with me at this moment. I'll just take you to the drunk tank to cool off for aint nothing but a minute. Quit fighting, quit struggling, it'll all be a distant memory tomorrow morning. Now you wanna fight me, boy? Fair enough, you was warned what would happen. Hands behind 'em. Out your back pockets too, don't want you sticking me with nothing. I know you're a drunk, but Lord knows what else you do. What's this in your pockets? Is that meth or crack cocaine's? Now I can help you out, if you need me to. Our families go back, a long time, since before the War of Northern Agression. You just need to be honest with me. Now, what did you do tonight?