The Gang Hits the Road

Dennis:Dennis insisting on 'old-school' road trip with maps from the '70s while rejecting GPS

Oh, shit... That's Sweet Dee?

God damn it. What is that car. What is she doing in here?

Dee:Hey, guys!

Charlie:No i'm not scared. It's just, i haven't left Philly yet. Why i leave Philly?

Frank wants to see it before he dies, so...

Mac:we were hoping to get out here before your bust arrive

Charlie:I've never eaten a pear... Pears weird me out, dude. Where do you start with the pear? The top? The bottom?

Charlie:Hey, i've never had blueberries either.

Charlie:Hey, i've never had blueberries either.

Dennis:Ride on the side walk if you're not ride a bike, asshole!

Dennis:You know what? I'm gonna fire beer across his bow, give him a scare.

He's getting something out of his bag.

What's he getting?

It's a pipe.

Mechanic:Plus, there's a good deal on mountain bike in your axle here, bro.

Frank:Hey! Hey you bastards! You jerks!

Dee:God damn it! Get out! It's my car, i'm driving.

Frank:You jerks.

Frank:Maybe we crack that door a little bit?

Dee:You're gonna flying out at the first corner? I don't think so, buddy.

Dennis:These people are like descendants of gypsies, they come in, they sell their shit, they bang each other

The weight of the door will keep the beer bottle in place.

Self-help narrator:Inner peace is an attainable goal. The first step is releasing the anger and aggression that one hold inside...

Charlie:I don't have a bucket list, dude 'cause i'm not dying.

Frank:Everybody's dying, bitch.

Frank:Those are 50 cents. I won't pay full price. So i'll give you dime.

Charlie:Tastes like sand.

Unknown:That pear is not right, dude. He burned us.

Frank:I'm calling a lot of people bozo now. It's like my new thing.

Charlie:I can't, I just ate it.

The whole thing?

Charlie:Yeah, it was pretty gross. The stem and then the core and the...

Charlie:I eat stickers all the time, dude!

Frank, come on, the gipsy wants to barter, let's barter with him.

Frank:We don't have time to barter.

Dennis:I mesured the crack and the crack is smaller than the height of the grill.

State naming game: 'Maine. New Hampshire. Vermont. Philly. North Virginia. South Virginia. East Virginia.'

Dennis:What do you say we smash these wicker chairs to bits, we put them in the middle of the U-Haul, which is metal, and we burn the wicker chairs, cook the hotdogs on them.

I don't want anyone shrinking my head and shit.

Yeah. First of all, it was not gypsies ever that did that, That's a sort of witch-doctor thing.

Mac:Well, I mean, you know, gypsies. I don't want anyone shrinking my head and shit.

Dee:Sweet baby, they are gonna eat you alive in Hollywood. You're definitely gonna end up doing gay porn with this tiny little body of yours.

Trailer fire from 'poison glaze' on wicker chairs

Mac:I did an ocular assessment of the situation, garnered that he was not a security risk, and I cleared him for passage.

Mac:The sheriff of Paddy's.

Charlie:Last thing i remember,we were at the gas station, and you guys hopped in back, and i hopped in the front with the hitchhiker. Then i got freaked out about leaving Philly, so i asked him if he drop me off back here

He didn't take us to the Grand Canyon, he detached the trailer, and stole my car.

Frank:The weird thing is, Mac had already cleared him as a security risk. Did an ocular pat-down on him.

The weird thing is, Mac had already cleared him as a security risk. Did an ocular pat-down on him.

Amazing, right?

Are you cleared him, Mac?

Mac:I cleared him.

I thought he was clear.

He wasn't clear.

Texas! Ohio. Rhode Island. Detroit. That's not a state. Milwaukee.