Mayor: And if they traced it back to the company.
Slade: You'd be out of a job, for one thing.
Skip Donahue: We tried to teach him charades! He didn't get it! He just didn't get it.
Orville Boggs: Philo... Jordan said he'd give us 200 big ones if we scrap that Merc for him.
Philo Beddoe: Great. Clyde? Scrap the Merc.
Orville Boggs: Come on, Clyde! You got work to do.
Cheech: Shit, man, I'm gonna be late for work again. That's the fifth time this week, and it's only Tuesday, man.