Roadside Prophets1992

Salvadore:
Lovely day. Bit warm to be sitting in the middle of the desert, though.

Sam:
I know. My friend broke down.

Salvadore:
Maybe I can help.

Sam:
Yeah, uh... what do you need?

Joe Mosely:
Eighth inch rivet.

Salvadore:
Well, I got a lot of fix-it paraphernalia back at my place.

Sam:
Got any beer?

Salvadore:
I've got some crystal.

Sam:
Wow! Speed?

Salvadore:
Champagne... and speed kills. Or worse... it makes you psychotic. People love it because it makes them feel like they're in control of their destiny. What you wanna be on the look-out for is transcendent reality; seeing in and seeing out.

Sam:
Oh.