Stroker and Hoop2004

Double-Wide:
All set.

Stroker:
You reprogrammed C.A.R.R. Awesome! C.A.R.R., open the doors now, you son of a b*tch.

Double-Wide:
Who said I reprogrammed C.A.R.R.? I just connected the walkie-talkie to his radio to boost the signal. HELLO? COME IN! HELP!

[the walkie-talkie suddenly gets a signal from 911]

Help Caller:
Hello?

Stroker, Hoop, and Double-Wide:
[repeating] Help!

TC Employee:
That's what I'm here for.

Double-Wide:
Oh, thank god. Listen carefully. We've been taken hostage. Every second counts.

TC Employee:
Would you like to try our Cajun Wasabi Wowie Wings?

Double-Wide:
What the hell are you talking about? Who are you?

TC Employee:
Um, welcome to T.C. O'Batterz. May I take your order?

Double-Wide:
Help! We're trapped in a crane somewhere in the desert. We need help!

TC Employee:
Who is this? Stop screwing around, Bac-o.

Double-Wide:
BUT YOU'VE GOT TO HELP US! DAMN IT, MAN! WE'RE SUFFOCATING ON URINE FUMES.

TC Employee:
Goodbye, Bac-o. [hangs up]

Double-Wide:
HELLO? I'LL TAKE 6 ORDERS OF SIZZLING CAJUN WINGS AND 12 LARGE SODAS. I'LL TAKE EVERY CURLY FRY IN THE DAMN STATE IF YOU'LL JUST PLEASE DON'T LET ME SUFFOCATE ON MY OWN URINE. JUST PLEEASE LOOK INTO YOUR HEART. DON'T LEAVE HERE TO SUFFOCATE ON URINE FUMES LIKE AN ANIMAL!

C.A.R.R.:
Like an animal suffocating on urine fumes?