Trey Wilson: Beetroot McKinley
Beetroot McKinley : [answers the phone] Beetroot McKinley talking. Who is this?
Vincent Benedict : Uh... Webster - calling from California. I happen to have something, uh, some merchandise, that you, uh, that you might want.
Beetroot McKinley : Well, bring it to me, son. Let me enrich you.
Vincent Benedict : Well, uh, Mr. Beetroot, it's the amount of enrichment that I wanted to talk about.
Beetroot McKinley : Don't try and renegotiate with old Beetroot, son.
Vincent Benedict : Look, Beetroot, if we can't renegotiate, we wither and die. Look, there's no way Mr. Beetroot, that I am gonna deliver any damn Cadillac, unless I know for sure that I have... TWENTY for my cut.
Beetroot McKinley : Twenty? You little shit-for-brains peckerwood! You're out of your goddamn crazy diseased greedy mind!
Vincent Benedict : Well, I guess that seems a little high for you.
Beetroot McKinley : YEAH.
Vincent Benedict : Well, I'm a reasonable man, uh, how 'bout fifteen?
Beetroot McKinley : The deal is FIVE!
Vincent Benedict : FIVE? I can do better than five here.
Beetroot McKinley : If you can do better than five million dollars, then, son, you take it.
Vincent Benedict : [starts to have trouble breathing]
Vincent Benedict : [having trouble talking] Beetroot, I'll see you in Houston. After all, fair is fair. I'll just have to find it in my heart to live with your offer.
Beetroot McKinley : Well, good.
Vincent Benedict : [they both hang up] Five MILLION! Five MILLION dollars! Five MILLION dollars!