Jack:. Let's kick it. I'll say kick it and you'll just kick it with a tasty groove ok?. 1... 2... 3... kick it. Kick it... c'mon god dammit. God Kyle could you one time kick it... what the fuck?. Kyle:. Jack don't put it all on me. I've been sittin' here waitin'. Jack:. Ok we've got a crucial clutch cargo gig comin' up Kyle. You cocksucker. You don't give a shit and I've been sittin' around gettin' sick of your attitude. You fucker... Ya fuckin' bitch!. Kyle:. I don't think I like YOUR attitude. Jack:. You fucker!. Kyle:. You know what!?I QUIT!. (Jack cries)