Lloyd Christmas:
What the hell are we doing here, Harry? We gotta get out of this town!
Harry Dunne:
Yeah, and go where? Where are we gonna go?
Lloyd Christmas:
I'll tell you where. Someplace warm. A place where the beer flows like wine. Where beautiful women instinctively flock like the salmon of Capistrano. I'm talking about a little place called Aspen.
Harry Dunne:
I don't know Lloyd, the French are assholes.
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