Trailer Park Boys2001

Danny:
[shouts] For f*** sakes, Ricky! What the f*** are you doing with the satellites? I paid ten f***in' dollars! I want my f***ing satellite signal! Jesus Christ!

Ricky:
Danny, chill the f*** out! I'm f***ing trying here, it'll be back up in a bit! Calm the f*** down.

Satellite Employee:
Look, if these satellites aren't down in ten minutes, I'll have no choice but to call the cops.

Julian:
Ricky, get the dishes off my roof.

Ricky:
[starts throwing dishes off the roof] I'll take every f***ing one of these down, is that what you want? F***in' retards. I don't give a f*** about this stupid bullshit. [smashes a dish through the TV van's windshield] There, they're in the f***in' van, now leave.

Danny:
[in the background] Ten f***in' dollars a month!