Rockets Redglare credited as playing...
Gig
- Gig: Just hear me out, see my little gift, and then if you're not interested, let me know.
- Jack: What's the gift?
- Gig: Oh, man, you gonna die! I have got a piece of chicken you ain't even gonna believe is from this planet!
- Jack: No, that I might believe.
- Gig: Oh, Jack! Be serious, man! This girl is nineteen, a beautiful white gurl. A Cajun goddess, man. A Cajun goddess! I got her up at the Belchase Hotel, right now. An she's waitin' there for ya, Jack. My gift to you - the most beautifulest gift that I could possibly give ya.
- Gig: Hey, go over there. Check it out. If I'm crazy or lyin', you don't lose nothin'. As a matter of fact, I just wanted to give you first shot at her before she all used up; because, she is gorgeous, man!
- Jack: Alright, I suppose you haven't even touched her, right? Alright, I'll go look at your marshland goddess; but, I'm tellin' you somethin', if you're foolin' with me, if you're wastin' my time with anything, I'm gonna fuck you up. I guarantee you.
- Gig: Jack, nobody's gonna regret anything, especially not you. In fact, you're gonna thank me for this. You gonna remember me for the rest of your life for this!