T-Bird: That piece of ratshit made Tin-Tin into a fucking voodoo doll!
Skank: Tin-Tin's a dick.
T-Bird: Tin-Tin.
T-Bird, Skank: 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: [whistles] 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]
T-Bird: [sees Eric] What 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: Drive.