Transformers: Dark of the Moon2011

Jerry:
[Frantically, to Sam, in a bathroom stall] I'm Wang. Deep Wang. Deep Wang. You're not getting it! Deep Throat. Watergate? I'm talking code to you! Shhh! [Jumps up to peek out of the top of the stall, as someone enters] Damn it! Shhh! They watch and listen! I can't go to the government, but you can! Because sh*t's going down, son! It is code Pink, as in Floyd! Dark Side! Why do you think no one's been up there since 1972?

Sam:
I know you're speaking English. It's just a very strange English. . . [stop, as Jerry pulls pants down] I'm gonna hit you.

Jerry:
I'm gonna hit you right back, son. [Drops pants, and pulls out some papers, rubbing them across Sam's nose.] It's my manifesto. They are whacking us out. Everyone who knows what's on the dark . . . [Hears a noise, whispers] Your alien friends are in danger, you know, the good ones. It's up to you.