Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle2004

Harold:
Neil, you wouldn't happen to know how to get on the highway from here, would you?

Harris:
Dude, I don't even know where the f*** I am right now. I was at this party earlier tonight and some guy hooked me up with this incredible "X"--next thing I know I'm being thrown out of a moving car. I've been trippin' balls ever since.

Kumar:
That's crazy, dude. We've been having a pretty crazy, night, too. We've just been driving around looking for White Castle but we keep getting sidetracked.

Harris:
Yeah, dude, you fascinate me. Forget White Castle, let's go get some p*ssy.

Harold:
Huh?

Harris:
It's a f***ing sausage fest in here, bros. Let's get some poon-tang. Then we'll go to White Castle.

Kumar:
No, Neil, you don't understand. We've been craving these burgers all night.

Harris:
Yeah, I've been craving burgers, too--fur burgers. Come on, dudes, let's pick up some trim at a strip club. The Doogie line always works on strippers. [sings] Lap-dance.

Kumar:
[pause] There's a gas station. I'm gonna see if I can get some directions.

Harris:
You don't need dir--gah. Hurry up, dudes, hurry up! I'm losing wood.

[they park, pause]

Harris:
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry.

Kumar:
Look, chill.

Harold:
We'll be right back, Neil.

[they exit the car]

Harold:
Dude, what's the deal with Neil Patrick Harris? Why is he so horny?