Darnell: [as Arnie drives a smoking Christine into the garage] Stall Twenty! Stall Twenty! Get it over there and shut it off, before we all choke to death! [To Dennis] Kiddo, you sold him that piece of shit? You oughta be fuckin' ashamed of yourself. Dennis: I didn't sell it to him. I tried to talk him out of it. Darnell: You shoulda' tried harder. I knew a guy had a car like that once. Fuckin' bastard killed himself in it. Son of a bitch was so mean, you could've poured boiling water down his throat and he would've pissed ice cubes! [to Arnie] Okay. That's the last time you run that mechanical asshole in here without an exhaust hose... I catch you doing it one time, and you're out, you understand? HUH? Arnie: Yes, sir. Darnell: And I'm gonna tell you somethin' else right now. I don't take any shit from you kids. This place is for working stiffs gotta keep their cars running so they can keep bread on the table, it's not for rich-assed, snot-nose kids who wanna go dragging around on the Orange Belt. I don't allow no smoking in here, neither! You wanna' butt, you go out in the junkyard! Arnie: Oh, well I don't sm- Darnell: [interrupting] Don't interrupt me, punk! Don't interrupt me, don't get smart! Dennis: Uh, sir? Darnell: What? Dennis: [points at Darnell's own men who are smoking at a card table] Those men over there smoking. You better tell then to stop. Darnell: You trying to help your buddy right out of here, jerk? Dennis: Nah. Darnell: Then shut your pie-hole. I know a creep when I see one. [Turns back to Arnie] I think I'm looking at one right now. You're on probation... you get it? You screw around with me once, I don't care how much money you paid up in front, I'll throw you out on your ass! Now you got it? HUH? Arnie: Yessir, yessir. Darnell: Good! Now, get the hell outta here, we're closed.