David Mann:
How can he go so fast?
David Mann:
You can't beat me on the grade. You can't beat me on the grade!
David Mann:
Don't... don't... don't sit on the hood. That hood will dent. I told the kids not to get on the hood! Just see if you can bounce it loose, and I'll... ah... just bounce it loose.
David Mann:
There you are, right back in the jungle again.
David Mann:
Come on you miserable fat-head, get that fat-ass truck outta my way!
David Mann:
I'd like to report a truck driver who's been endangering my life.
David Mann:
Come on, car! COME ON, LET'S GO!
David Mann:
That truck driver's crazy, he's been trying to kill me, I mean it!
Bus Driver:
Well, mister, if I was to vote on who's crazy around here, it'd be you.
David Mann:
Well it's about time, Charlie!
David Mann:
[
David Mann mistakenly thinks that the man eating a sandwich in the cafe is the truck driver harassing him] Look, uh... I want you to cut it out.
Man in Cafe:
[
bites into sandwich, chewing] Wha?
David Mann:
Just... just cut it out, okay?
Man in Cafe:
[
bites into sandwich again, chewing] Cut what out?
David Mann:
Now come on, let's uh... let's not play games.
Man in Cafe:
What the hell you talkin' about?
David Mann:
I can call the police.
Man in Cafe:
[
stops eating, looks suprised] Police?
David Mann:
You think that I won't? You're wrong, mister. I mean if you think you can just... just take that... that truck of yours and use it as a murder weapon and uh... killin' people on the highway... you're wrong! You got another thing comin'!
Man in Cafe:
[
shakes head, fed up] Man, you need help.
David Mann:
[
Mann slaps the sandwich out of his hand] Don't you tell me I need *help*!
Man in Cafe:
[
punches Mann in the stomach]
Cafe Owner:
[
piercing, nasal voice] Heeeeeey!
Cafe Owner:
[
as David Mann exits cafe restroom and enters dining area] Are you all right?
David Mann:
Yeah, I'm fine.
Cafe Owner:
What happened out there?
David Mann:
Oh, just a slight complication.
Cafe Owner:
Oh? Looked like a big complication to me!
[
Cafe patrons laugh. Mann gives an irritated look]
Old Man:
[
after David Mann's car crashes into a fence] You all right, Mister?
David Mann:
[
meekly] Yeah. Yeah, except - Oh, my neck.
David Mann:
Do you have a men's room?
Cafe Owner:
Yeah. Through the door, ON THE RIGHT! Down the hall. Take a left. Second door.
Gas Station Attendant:
Looks like you could use a new radiator hose.
David Mann:
[
muttering to himself] Yeah, where have I heard that before?
[
to the attendant]
David Mann:
I'll get one later, thanks.
Gas Station Attendant:
You're the boss.
David Mann:
Not in *my* house, I'm not.
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first lines]
[
radio playing, driving down the road, approaches the truck]
[
David coughs, coughs again]
David Mann:
Talk about pollution.
David Mann:
Where's the summit? Please... please... COME OOOOON!
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