Farva : Give me a double bacon cheeseburger.

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?

Burger Guy : No, I just told him that so he makes it good.

[into mic] Burger Guy : Don’t spit in that cop’s burger.

Farva : Yeah, thanks.

Second Burger Guy : Roger, hold the spit.

Farva : Gimme a pie… apple.

Burger Guy : Want me to hold the spit? Hah, just kidding officer Farva.

Burger Guy : Want me to dimpa-size your meal for 25 cents?

Farva : Want me to punch-a-size your face, for free?

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!

Burger Guy : Uhh, right. Beverage?

Farva : Gimme a litre o’ cola.

Burger Guy : What?

Farva : A litre o’ cola!

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!

Burger Guy : I don’t know what that is!

Farva : Litre is French for… give me my fuckin’ cola before I break VOUS FUCKIN’ LIP!