My problem? You punk, I already told you what's up! You're too young to be smoking, you'll ruin your lungs, you've probably already ruined your lungs! I've been smoking since I was younger than you and let me tell you, wheezing your way through the prime of your life is shitty! Drop it! Put it down!

[ For all that he says and however pitched his voice is, he never really yells. He speaks briskly, rapidly, but the tone is even-keel and steady; he sounds nothing like a hostile adult, and more like someone who's slotting himself into a habitual role.

He points at Gen. Boldly, accusingly! ]

You're not going to scare me off, so either start swinging or put the cigarette out. Value your youth and enviably healthy lungs!