All right! I wanna know who's responsible for wrecking my town, Sheriff. I wanna his hood on a platter! I'm gonna put him in jail till he rots! No, check that. I'm gonna put him in jail till the jail rots on top of him, and then I'm gonna move him to a new jail and let that jail rot. I'm-- Throw him out of here, Sheriff. I want him out of my courtroom. I want him out of our town! Case dismissed.

You don't have three-wheel brakes, so you got to pitch it hard, break it loose and then just drive it with the throttle. Give it too much, you'll be outta the dirt and into the tulips.

When is the last time you cared about something except yourself, hot rod? You name me one time. And I will take it all back. Uh-huh? I didn't think so. These are good folk around here, who care about one another. I don't want 'em depending on someone they can't count on.