- [first lines]
- Patrick Fisher: [screaming with pain]
- Steve Hillman: You just have to hold on. Hold on, captain. Hey, hey, come on, stay with me. Buddy, come on, you gotta tell me what hurts. Where's it hurt?
- Patrick Fisher: Would you please help me!
- Steve Hillman: Where does it hurt?
- Patrick Fisher: All in my stomach.
- Steve Hillman: Where?
- Patrick Fisher: What?
- Steve Hillman: Where? Which side?
- Patrick Fisher: Here!
- Steve Hillman: Look, at this point I just want to stay alive
- Patrick Fisher: Yeah, well, you could have fooled me.
- Steve Hillman: Go to hell!
- Patrick Fisher: What? We are in hell!
- Steve Hillman: She knows about Amber.
- Patrick Fisher: Maybe you going down in a hail of bullets wouldn't be so bad after all.
- Patrick Fisher: [about Unabomber comment] Hey, uh, Olie, listen. W-w-what I said earlier, I hope you didn't take offense.
- Olie Parks: Don't sweat it kid. I'll mail ya something special.
- Steve Hillman: So if there is anybody dumb enough on this planet to shoot his own dick off, congratulations Sheriff, that's your boy.
- [last lines]
- Patrick Fisher: You ought to marry that woman, have babies, grab a mortgage, and settle down.
- Steve Hillman: Yeah, well, there'll be time for that. You know what we need?
- Patrick Fisher: Hm.
- Steve Hillman: We need... you know, when you get all better?
- Patrick Fisher: What's that?
- Steve Hillman: A road trip.
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