Thrown on the Floor?

A shout. A sandwich on the floor. Pout.

A scream.

"It wasn't my fault."

"You threw it there. Halt!"

"It was an accident, my friend."

"Don't lie. I saw you throw it. With that cigarette in hand."

"You saw wrong, I'm sorry to say. I'll take my leave now. Good day."

"You're going nowhere, my enemy, not until I see you pick it up. Now get on your knees and pick up that tasty muck."

"It was out of my control. I meant no offence. Here, take this money. It's for you to take, no lend."

"Fine, I forgive you. But don't do it again. You're lucky I'm a nice person."

"I am indeed my friend."