Farva:
Give me a double bacon cheeseburger.
Dimpus Burger Guy:
[
into mic] Double baco cheeseburger. It's for a cop.
Farva:
What the hell's that all about? You gonna spit in it now?
Dimpus Burger Guy:
No, I just told him that so he makes it good.
[
into mic]
Dimpus Burger Guy:
Don't spit in that cop's burger.
Farva:
Yeah, thanks.
Second Dimpus Guy:
Roger, holding the spit.
Farva:
Gimme a pie... apple.
Dimpus Burger Guy:
Want me to hold the spit? Hah, just kidding officer Farva.
[
pause]
Dimpus Burger Guy:
Want me to dimpa-size your meal for 25 cents?
Farva:
Want me to punch-a-size your face, for free?
Dimpus Burger Guy:
It's only 25 cents, and look how much more you get.
Thorny:
Look, kid, he doesn't want it.
Farva:
I can handle this, Thorn. I don't want it!
Dimpus Burger Guy:
Uhh, right. Beverage?
Farva:
Gimme a litre o' cola.
Dimpus Burger Guy:
What?
Farva:
[
Annoyed] A litre o' cola.
Dimpus Burger Guy:
[
into mic] Litrecola? Do we sell litrecola?
Thorny:
Will you just order a large, Farva?
Farva:
I don't want a large farva. I want a goddamn litre o' cola!
Dimpus Burger Guy:
[
to Farva] I don't know what that is!
Farva:
[
slowly starts shouting] Litre is French for...
[
grabs burger kid by shirt]
Farva:
... give me my fuckin' cola before I break VOUS FUCKIN' LIP!