Gandhi

Gilberte hits me, and says: You and Branson need to stop being dicks to me!
Marcel Parcells: No, you need to stop hitting us. Soon we’re going to start hitting you back.
Miranda: That’s mean.
Marcel: That’s the way it is. An eye for an eye, dude.
Miranda: . . . [looks mad]
Marcel: what?
Miranda: An eye for an eye? That’s ridiculous-
Marcel: Don’t give me any of that Gandhi shit.
Miranda: I knew it! You hate Indians.
Marcel: No, just Gandhi.. I hate Gandhi.