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I guess I better get going.

I got some edging to do.

I can't say that. I can't!

I’ve got my shins blown off by a Japan man’s machine gun!

HANK: I said git! Get out of here! ANTHONY: Okay.

You are no more 17-B! You are kicked from building! Get out!

I got a girl in here you can take right now.

He talks about tasting his own burp.

When the teacher tells me to be quiet:

What the fricking heck are you writing?

Luke! That boy ain't right

Mister I have not begun to project my anger onto you

HANK: Bobby, hey!

my fence's right to be a fence.

Hank, it was an accident.

Not writing down gobbledygook.

Yeah, he asked me if your dad ever whupped you.

[Muttering] See that part where dang old George comes in there?

- You are out of control! - You're out of control, Twiggy.

The trailer tipped over, everything went upside down.

I got my shins blowed off by a Japan man’s machine gun!

He asked you how many kids we have. He didn't ask you about my glands.

This? Bobby threw his baseball at me.

DALE: I'm gonna help get him this alternator off.

Don't you worry. He's in the system now. I am on my way.

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BOBBY: And then some weirdo came over and was asking us a bunch of questions.

It wouldn't start at first, because of a clogged fuel line, but I blew it clean.

Dale, I think you released the brake cable.

Son, I have to. He's been worried.

Detroit hasn't felt any real pride...

And if you ever try to take him away, so help me God...

It's all gonna be on Real Stories of the Highway Patrol!

because of his narrow urethra

The investigation has been off for a week...

What am I gonna do, Uncle Hank?

Dale, you giblet-head, we live in Texas.

LUANNE: Mama's in jail.

The hardware department.