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Sanford:
Hey, Dante, I'm gonna grab a Gatorade.

Dante Hicks:
If you grab a Gatorade, then everyone's gonna grab one.

Sanford:
So?

Dante Hicks:
So, who's gonna pay for all these Gatorades?

Sanford:
What do you care, you shoe polish-smelling motherf***er?

Dante Hicks:
Hey, I have a responsibility here. I can't have everybody grabbing free drinks.

Sanford:
Responsibility? What responsibility? You're closing the f***ing store to play hockey!

Randal Graves:
He's blunt, but he's got a point.

Dante Hicks:
Will you let me maintain some semblance of managerial control here?

Sanford:
No, all I'm sayin' is that if you're gonna be insubordinate, you might as well go the full nine, not p*ssy out when it comes to free sh*t to drink.

Randal Graves:
He's right, as if we're suddenly gonna have a run on Gatorade.

Sanford:
F***in' A!

Dante Hicks:
All right! Jesus! You f***ers are pushy!