Captain O'Hagan: Well, this burger thing with Farva's really screwed our pooch.
Thorny: What? They can't lump us in with that fuckin' martian!
I'm OK... but I can't say the same for these white devils.Thorny
Foster: [explaining his low number of tickets issued] I can't make them speed!
Captain O'Hagan: Try hiding.
Your mother should've swallowed you, Rando!Mac
Mac: But our shenanigans are cheeky and fun!
Thorny: [referring to Farva] Yeah, and his shenanigans are cruel and tragic.
Foster: [after a pause] Which... makes them not really shenanigans at all.
Mac: [in a silly voice] Evil shenanigans!
Mac: How's your shooting, Thorny?
Thorny: Good. I've been dead on all morning.
Mac: What about that little guy?
[points to bullet hole in shooting target's neck]
Thorny: Who, that little guy? I wouldn't worry about that little guy.
Rabbit: See, a lot of drug dealers use stickers to mark their products. Like a brand name.
Farva: See? Where'd you learn that, Cheech? Drug school?
Captain O'Hagan: Shut up, Farva.
Captain O'Hagan: Did that bag you pulled off these college kids have that sticker?
Rabbit: Uummm... [looks at a bag he hid in his pocket] I don't believe it did.
Holy shit, it's a cool Winnebago.Rabbit
Rabbit: A number one top gun, in the name of justice, John Q. Public can trust us. Hail to thee dear old Paroon, hail to thee.
All: Hail to thee!
Rabbit: Hail to thee!
Mother of God.Thorny
Littering and... littering and... smokin' the reefer.Thorny
No, Farva, you are under arrest for being a complete and total fuckhead.Mac