Floyd: You gotta go, both of you. My girlfriend, she'd kill me if she knew I had guests.
Trevor: Not much of a girlfriend if she don't like your family. Now would you get me a fucking drink? I'm not gonna ask you again!

Stop it! You're ruining my yoga!

What a shit show. I'll tell you what, you could take this desert, and stick it. My life may be a world of pain, but from here on out it's gonna be cool, comfortable, air-conditioned pain.

Why did I move here? I guess it was the weather.

Trevor: You know what truckers do?
Lamar: Cut up women and get other dudes to jack 'em off?