Hey, quit your blubberin'. When I get through with this baby you won't even recognize it.
Flounder, you can't spend your whole life worrying about your mistakes! You fucked up. You trusted us! Hey, make the best of it! Maybe we can help.
[crying] That's easy for you to say! What am I going to tell Fred?!
I'll tell you what. I'll swear you were doing a great job taking care of his car, but, you parked it out back last night and this morning, it was gone. D-Day takes care of the wreck. We report it to the police. Your brother's insurance company buys him a new car.
Will that work?
Hey, it's gotta work better than the truth.
My advice to you is to start drinking heavily.
Bluto gives Flounder a six-pack.
You better listen to him, Flounder. He's in pre-med.
Otter and Bluto shake hands.
There you go now, just leave everything to me.
[D-Day fires up his blow-torch and laughs.]