Super Troopers2001

O'Hagen:
Farva. Forgot the coffee.

Farva:
My bad, Cap.

O'Hagen:
All right, all right; let's get started. I got the latest sh*t list, gentlemen. It's down to Flagstone, Deer Lick, and us. And you can bet your sweet butts if we keep up these low numbers, we're gonna get the big, ugly axe.

Mac:
Who'll bust heads on the highway?

O'Hagen:
The goddamn local cops, that's who! And you better believe that Grady and his goons have got a copy of this list, so we need to step it up.

Farva:
Who wants cream? Nobody? Okay, no cream.

O'Hagen:
Foster, how many tickets did you issue last week?

Foster:
Uh, I don't have my figures here in front of me...

O'Hagen:
Three.

Foster:
Can't make 'em speed.

O'Hagen:
Try hiding.

Thorny:
And grow a goddamn mustache, would ya?

Foster:
Hey, I haven't shaved in two weeks! I swear!

Farva:
Coffee served! No, no, that one's for Rabbit!

Rabbit:
Oh look, a bar of soap.

Farva:
Oh ho ho, Sh*t I got you good you f***er!

Mac:
: [With mocking voice and fake lisp] Awesome prank Farva.

Farva:
It's better than the sh*t you pull, Mac!

O'Hagen:
Look, guys... every Thursday night I come in here, to play cards, and they always have my favorite game on the table. I like that. I like it here. [Sees the troopers ignoring him] Oh, hell, give me the Goddamn soap! [Grabs the bar of soap Farva placed in Rabbit's coffee cup, bites off a chunk of it and spits it out] We got fifty miles of highway here! That stretch of highway is ours, and I'll be damned if we're gonna let Grady and those buttheads get their hands on it! Thorny, you're the ranking officer here. Let's do our jobs and keep this place open, huh?! Let's do it! Farva! Your suspension continues. Hit the radio!