Driver: Come on I don't have time for this shit!
Driver: It's green you freaking moron, get your hands off the phone!
Driver: Idiots everywhere.
Oooh shit!
Driver: Where am I?
I'd like to speak to the manager of this establishment please.
Where is this guy?
Doctor: The patient's eyes are open but he is in a deep coma.
We could try the new treatment on him.
Nurse: Don't you think it's too risky?
Doctor: Please make the phone call.
Nurse: Yes, sir.
Doctor: It might be our only chance to save this man.
Driver: I´ve been walking for hours.
There´s gotta be an exit somewhere.
Oh god.
That's my wife and me when we first met.
Okay...Richard.
Relax.
Dad: Son, please promise you'll go to college.
You should have a better life than me one day.
Driver: I told you I would keep my promise, Dad.
Manager: Congratulations, Thompson.
Welcome to the executive board, you really deserve it.
Driver: Oh baby, where'd you learn to do that?
Doctor Congratulations, it's a healthy little boy.
Driver: I still wonder...how she did that.
Son: Thanks, dad! Best birthday present ever!
Trevor: Woopdeefuckingdoo…are you trying to get my stink on ya?
Driver: I can't even remember meeting this guy...
Driver: Oh gosh Lisa, I'm so sorry.
It was such a beautiful car, I know.
Doctor: Look at his heartrate.
Nurse: Yes, it's increasing muy rapido.
Doctor: It seems to be working.
Driver: What is this place?
Am I really dead?
Wife: Honey, follow me.
Driver: Lisa, wait for me, I'm coming!
Driver: Wait a minute, that's myself.
They could have given me a better bed.
Doctor, are these sheets even fresh?
And why am I still fully clothed?
Driver: Where's that strange sound coming from?
Trevor: Farts wildly.
Doctor: Keep going Mr. Philips!
The method seems to work.
Trevor: Whatever you say.
Ain't this fun...come on.
Driver: Oh my fucking god!
What the hell is going on here?!
Who is this freak?
Trevor: Name's Trevor.
Hi!
Driver: What kind of a hospital is this?
Nurse: This man just saved your life, you should be more thankful.
Doctor: Indeed.
Mr. Philips helped us with a revolutionary treatment and you are living
proof it works.
Driver: Did he have to be naked for that?
Doctor: Mr. Philips convinced us that the treatment would only be effective if the
fumes were at full concentration.
Trevor: Yeah!
Driver: Oh, I see! [sarcastically] Doctor: And for this rea…
Driver: Those weren't fumes; those were regular week old burrito farts!
Trevor: Listen, nobody likes you.
You gonna say sorry?
Driver: Say sorry for what?
Trevor: Oh I´m so very scared of you!
Driver: I could very well sue the hospital for hygiene violations.
How about that?
Doctor: Listen Mr. Thompson, the same fumes that just awoke you might very well put you
back to sleep and Mr. Philips doesn't look like a man who would hesitate to use this
power.
Driver: Oh, come on.
Doctor: What's your decision?
Driver: Only because it worked!
Trevor: I'm speechless…you make me want a lobotomy!
Nurse: We could arrange that for you sir!
Trevor: Thank you kindly.
Now, where were we?
Driver: I was gonna say sorry for questioning your genius treatment.
If there is any way for me to thank you please let me know.
Trevor: Trevor Philips, remember that!
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