Dudes
1987
Biscut: Check it out, dudes: there's a town in Arizona called Mohawk! Maybe I'll retire there!!
(first lines) Milo: I'm so sick of doing this; I'm sick of waiting for the world to end. Biscut: Me to. Why don't we do something else for a change? Grant: Yeah? Like what? Biscut: Well, if we put our heads together, maybe we could figure something out. Grant: My head just got stepped on. I can't think of nothing. Milo: California! Let's move to California! Biscut: I got a job. I got responsibilities. Milo: Biscut, you're washing dishes in a shithole, brother. Personally, I think you could risk the career change.
Biscut: Nice country, man. It's kinda like a Road Runner cartoon. Meep-meep!... I mean, it's kinda creepy, like there's too much open space. Do you feel that?
Daredelvis: So, what's y'all fella's line of work? Grant: Survival. Daredelvis: Oh, well that's the slowest form of suicide. (hands Grant his business card) Daredelvis: Well, look man, if I can ever be of any help... Grant: (reading) Dared-delvis?... "Horse Trader, Snake Charmer, Marriage Councilor, Divorce Lawyer, Musician, Poker Player, Stunt Driver, Dowser, Clairvoyant, Actor, Poet." Daredelvis: Yeah, man, but my real bread and butter's the Bullfightin' scene. You really oughta' catch my act sometime; It's going nowhere but up!
Biscut: Till a week ago, I ain't never seen a dead man before, and now... Fuck! You know?