The Mexican2001

Leroy:
I know we're all a little grouchy right now. We'll get something to eat, you'll get the pistol and then we'll go our separate ways.

Samantha:
Really separate ways.

Jerry:
Don't start, Sam.

Samantha:
Shut up. I'll start because I have the right...

Jerry:
Why do you do that? Do not tell me to shut up. We had an agreement, remember?

Samantha:
Shut up.

Leroy:
Why don't we all shut up a bit?

Jerry:
I swear to God, I will crash this f***ing car right now.

Leroy:
Jerry, don't do that.

Jerry:
I will. One more word out of you. Another word, Sam. One more word. I swear to f***ing God.

Samantha:
Naugahyde.

Jerry:
All right.