- Vazquez: Look, you're corrupt, we're corrupt. There's one difference. We're honest about it.
- [first lines]
- Clown: I need a doctor!
- Driver: I'll get you a vet, you son of a bitch! You should'a shot him first!
- Bill: [over radio] We've got two clowns heading south on Wall 51, four miles from the border.
- Driver: And stop bleeding on my money!
- Bill: [over radio] All units be advised, suspects are armed and dangerous.
- Driver: [Clown vomiting blood] What the fuck?
- Driver: [narration] Well, hello boys and girls. there's nothing worse than a sad clown. Unless it's a clown bleeding internally and coughing it all over your money.
- [last lines]
- Driver: [narration] Well, boys and girls. To the untrained eye it looks as if crime pays, doesn't it? But bear in mind, for guys with my particular set of karmic could-be's, there was bound to be a bump or two down the road. Ah, what the hell. I'm going to enjoy what's left of the summer...