Flying Car2002

Randal:
So you *want* the local?

Dante:
Who am I, the Marquis DeSade? YES, I want the local!

Randal:
Alright...

Dante:
What'd you say it like that for?

Randal:
Eh, it's just a local that knocks you out and while you're out he diddles your peenie.

Dante:
Oh come on!

Randal:
Hey men, *you* made the deal!

Dante:
To trade my foot for the flying car, not to be tortured and molested by some insane German scientist!

Randal:
And his friends.

Dante:
What?

Randal:
Just when he's done with you, he gives his friends a shot at you too.

Dante:
Deal's off!