Peppers:
She's a beauty, ain't she?
Frank:
Yeah, what kind of gun is this?
Peppers:
It's a tranquilizer gun. If any of these little fuckers decide to freak out on the kids, I get to take them down. Ain't that right? [yanks on the mule's reigns] Oh, what? That's what I thought. Shut up.
[Frank cocks the gun]
Peppers:
Hey, hey. Careful with that. That's the most powerful tranq gun on the market. Got her in Mexico.
Frank:
Cool.
Peppers:
Yeah, it is cool. They say it can puncture the skin of a rhino from...
[Frank shoots himself in the neck with the dart]
Peppers:
YES! That's awesome!
Frank:
What?
Peppers:
You just took one in the jugular, man.
Frank:
What? I did? [feeling his neck]
Peppers:
YES!
Frank:
Oh my god. Is this bad? Is this bad?
Peppers:
You better pull that shit out man. That shit is not cool.
Frank:
Wait. Wait? Pull what out?
Peppers:
You got a fucking dart in your neck man.
Frank:
[laughing] You're... you're crazy man. I like you, but you're crazy.
