Joel: That is a man with a gun, he tried to cut off our dicks.
Rich: Oh fuck you you wish I touched your dick.
Darren: Dude there's like a buffalo bill went to cosco amount of lotion over here.
Joel: Let's go fuck shit up.
Darren: Mitch your dick.
Mitch: Eh, don't worry about it boys. We live in Los Angeles. I give it eight weeks before me and the swamp thing get re-attached or regrown or whatever the hell they're going to do to us back to fucking have this town, am I right boy?
Darren: We're sorry we killed your friend, seriously.
Rich: My what? My what? My friend? You sound like my dad! He wasn't my friend, he was my everything.