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: Guess it's not a good day to be a bad guy, huh, Skank? Skank
: I'm not Skank.
[turns his head to the side
: That's Skank right there. Skank's dead. Eric Draven
: That's right.
[Eric recalls how Skank forcibly kissed Shelly and then throws Skank out the window
[Skank puts a gun to Tin Tin's head
: Fuck you, Tin Tin!
[Tin Tin puts a knife to Skank's throat
] Tin Tin
: Hey, that shit ain't even loaded, man.
[Funboy points a gun at Tin Tin
: This one is.
[T-Bird points a gun at all three of them
: Which of you Motor City motherfuckers wants to bet me this one isn't?
: That piece of ratshit made Tin-Tin into a fucking voodoo doll! Skank
: Tin-Tin's a dick. T-Bird
: Tin-Tin. T-Bird
: Fire it up! Fire it up! Fire it up! Fire it up! Skank
: Fire it up! T-Bird
: [checks his watch
] No Funboy. Skank
: Probably still banging away on Darla. T-Bird
] Smokes and road beers. Be quick. Skank
: I'm on it.
[Skank goes into the store while T-Bird gets into his car and notices he is not alone
: [sees Eric
] Who the fuck are you supposed to be, man? Eric Draven
: I'm your passenger.
[Eric disarms T-Bird, and turns his head around
] Eric Draven
: No, I want you to set a fire so goddamn big, the gods'll notice us again, that's what I'm sayin'. I want all of you boys to be able to look me straight in the eye one more time and say: ARE WE HAVING FUN OR WHAT? Hey, you! What's your name? Skank? You don't feel that? Skank
: I feel like a little worm on a big fuckin' hook.
[All the other thugs laugh
] Top Dollar
: "I feel like a little worm on a big fucking hook." Well, boy, your mama must be damn proud of you!
[Skank is chasing T-bird in a wrecked Yugo
: Holy shit! God-damned foreign cars!
: [mouth full of chips
] What's all this happy horseshit?
: [fast and hysterically
] That's him! That's him! But he looked different. He was all painted up white like some sort of dead whore! I seen him! T-Bird he sent me in some road beers, right? Then he took him away. But, I chased him down. And he flash fried T-bird to his fucking car! Aww, T-Bird here's to you buddy.
[drinks his flask
: Fire it up! Fire it up! Fire it up! Top Dollar
: Maybe we oughta just video tape this, play it back in slow motion. Top Dollar
: Did you see the grave? Grange
: Empty. Skank
: [still hysterical
] Grave? What grave? What about my fucking grave?
[Grange pushes him away
: Three out of four. He's working his way to this speed freak right here. Skank
: [still hysterical
] It's not fair. It's Funboy's fault. That boy was outta control. T-bird, he came in, said...
: Waste them both! And now this ghost gonna kill my ass next!
[Top Dollar suddenly slaps him down