Dee: You guys are dicks.
Frank: It took you long enough.
Charlie: It took you forever!
Mac: Did you still wanna go?
Dee: Shut up.
Dennis: It’s really cramped back here with this cooler.
Dee: Why don’t you put the cooler in the trailer?
Charlie: Uhhh, because then, Dee, we’re gonna have to pull over every single time we want a beer.
Mac: That new car smell is starting to give me a headache. Dennis, give me a cigarette.
Dee: Do you guys have to smoke in here?
Mac: Well, your car reeks, Dee. So. *ptt*
Charlie: Goddd, dude. This things so heavy!
Frank: I’m gonna get a blood clot from this thing.
Dee: Oh my god. Why don’t you put it in the trailer!?
Charlie: Why don’t I put YOU in the trailer!?
Dee: Good one, Charlie.
