Clad in leather biker gear, Dourdan violently grabbed our photog outside Hyde, who the actor had mistaken for another guy, and slammed him to the pavement several times, sending his head bouncing into concrete over and over again — all while his camera continued to roll.

The chaos began after Dourdan pulled up to the club on his Ducati motorcycle, and shouted at the photog to "get that f**king camera out of my face!" The photog obliged, pointing the camera to the ground — but Dourdan's rage continued to grow, and the cameraman kept the record button on just in case something happened. Moments later, something happened.

This regrettable incident is just another disturbing reminder of the dangers of being out in Hollywood after dark. Even in seemingly safe, well-populated areas like the sidewalks outside of trendy drinking establishments or the inside of world-famous comedy clubs, the possibility of a head-splitting, Lovitizian beatdown always looms.

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"I realized, ooh, 'here's my chance,' so I pulled him back by the shirt and I then I just pushed him almost as hard as I could, really hard, and, you know, I smashed his back and his head into the bar and I just lost it. And then I kept doing it...I would've kept going...and when I did it the second time it was really hard and he went [untranscribable sound of unmanly anguish]." The full audio can be found here for those eager to hear a retelling liberally sprinkled with plugs for his weekly Laugh Factory showcase, where you can presumably witness a new act of comic-on-comic violence each Wednesday night.

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Laugh Factory owner Jamie Masada, who witnessed the assault, said, "Jon picked Andy up by the head and smashed him into the bar four or five times, and blood started pouring out of his nose." Lovitz told Page Six, "All the comedians are glad I did it because this guy is a [bleep]hole." [...]

Last year, Lovitz related, a drunken Dick strolled up to his table at Ago in West Hollywood, rudely downed his guests' peach liqueur drinks, and "looked at me and said, 'I put the "Phil Hartman hex" on you - you're the next one to die.' I said, 'What did you say?' and he repeated it. I wanted to punch his face in, but I don't hit women."

When the two ran into each other at the Laugh Factory last Wednesday, "I wanted him to say he was sorry for the 'Phil Hartman hex,' " Lovitz told us. "First he says, 'I don't remember saying that.' Then he leans in and says, 'You know why I said it? Because you said I killed Phil Hartman.' Which I never said. Then he asked me to be in his new movie.

"I grabbed him by the shirt and leaned him over and said, 'I don't want to be in your movie! I don't want to be in your life!' I pushed him against the rail. Then I pushed him again really hard. A security guard broke it up. I'm not proud of it . . . but he's a disgusting human being." Dick's rep said he had no comment.

The discrepancy between Lovitz's recollection of the incident and that of Masada is inconsequential; while many were probably pleased to see someone finally retaliate against Dick, whether by "really hard push" or cranium-rattling atomic piledriver, it in all likelihood did little to slow Hollywood's drug-addled juggernaut, who probably spent the rest of the night pinballing from club to club, delivering double-death-hexes to anyone who refused to split an eightball with him over the story of how that disturbing blood stain found its way onto the front of his shirt.

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