Sanchez:
Hey, is the "G" capitalized in "McGee"?
Pegfinger:
Whoa. Who ordered the obese gardener?
Sanchez:
Nice try, Mr. Finger. You're not getting inside my coconut.
Pegfinger:
Oh -- Wedding ring. How many oranges did you have to pick to pay for that? [laughs]
Sanchez:
YOU SON OF A BITCH!
[Sanchez shoots Pegfinger]
Assy McGee:
Whoa.
Sanchez:
Oh, I freaked up, Assy. I freaked up this time.
Assy McGee:
Cool off, Sanchez.
Sanchez:
I'm gonna lose my job. I'm gonna go to jail.
Assy McGee:
You're in jail, asshole.
Sanchez:
What am I gonna do?
Assy McGee:
Relax. He attacked you.
Sanchez:
What?
[Assy throws a wooden stool on Sanchez]
Sanchez:
Ow!
Assy McGee:
Then he stole your gun. [shoots Sanchez one of the legs]
Sanchez:
OW! DAMN IT, ASSY!
[Assy smashes Sanchez into the glass wall]
Assy McGee:
[punches and kicks him many different ways] Then he kicked you in the yam bag, like this, and like this! And then he did this.
Assy McGee:
You're a hero, Sanchez. Let me buy you a drink.
