Sam Witwicky:
Look, I can't be any clearer than how crystal clear I am being. It just stood up.
Sheriff:
It just stood up? Wow. That's really neat. Okay, chiefie. Time to fill her up...
[hands Sam a container and a tissue]
Sheriff:
And no drippy-drippy. What are you rolling? Whippets? Goof balls? A little wowie sauce with the boys?
Sam Witwicky:
No, I'm not on any drugs!
Sheriff:
What's these?
[shows Sam a bottle of pills]
Sheriff:
Found it in your pocket. "Mojo". Is that what the kids are doing now, a little bit of Mojo...?
Sam Witwicky:
Those are my dog's pain pills.
Ron Witwicky:
You know, a Chihauhua. A little...
Sheriff:
[annoyed]
What was that?
Sam Witwicky:
Hmm?
Sheriff:
You eyeballing my piece, 50 Cent? You wanna go?
[leans over Sam]
Sheriff:
Make something happen. Do it. 'Cause I promise you I will bust you up.
Sam Witwicky:
[whispers]
Are you on drugs?
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