Mikhail: Oh, please, don't sue us. Please, please don't sue us. You know I'll take care of you, Dan. I wouldn't leave ya without an amp on purpose. It wasn't my fault.
Dan: You miserable slug! You think you can talk your way out of this? You betrayed me.
Mikhail: No I didn't. Honest... I couldn't get to FedEx. I ran out of gas. I, I had a flat tire. I didn't have enough money for cab fare. My tux didn't come back from the cleaners. An old friend came in from out of town. Someone stole my car. There was an earthquake. A terrible flood. Locusts. IT WASN'T MY FAULT, I SWEAR TO GOD...