I saw some rough stuff on your priors, but nothing like a homicide. I know you don’t wanna be an accessory to something like that. So, you think you might remember who those folks were who called ya?
Hey. I tell you what I’m gonna give you, Snakes. I’m gonna give you to the count of ten to get your ugly, yellow, no-good keister off my property, before I pump your guts fulla lead!
Snakes. Why did it have to be snakes?
Everybody listen up! We have to put a barrier between us and the snakes!
There’s snakes out there this big?
Call me Snake!
It’s like a unholy union between a piranha and an anaconda.
I’m a pir-an-ha. They’re in the Am-a-zon.
Read my lips:* al-lee-gay-tors.*
Suck it, bipeds!
pulls out a megaphone
How would you like to suck my balls, Mr. Garrison?
Can I refill your eggnog for you? Get you something to eat? Drive you out to the middle of nowhere and leave you for dead?
What do you say we start out with cold glasses of delicious seasonal favorite eggnog?
You like espresso? I make it back there myself with a little lemon twist, it’s good.
How about you Big Fella? Snow cone?
Does it look like I give a damn?
Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.
Take care of yourself, Cliff. Good luck going back to being a nobody!
Here we go again. Maggie you’ve known me since Seventh Grade, right? Okay, will you please tell her that I’m not lucky.
That’s not what I heard; that’s not what I’ll tell everybody. I got a big mouth, Clive.