Character: Jason Dixon

- Hey, g*ndon!
What?
- What are you... What? Dixon, since when are you g*ndon speak of?!

So many niggers have you beat, Dixon?
- "How many color do you beat" have to say. Oh and by the way - I didn't beat anybody. You do sdurel - start talking about [the billboards and the lack of progress in the case] on TV?! My mom watches this channel!
- And your hobby doesn't she know?
- Doesn't know, she's against violence!
- Who against what?
My mmama of violence against colored! And she calls them "niggers"! And I told you not to call them that now correct to say "colored"! Am I right, chief? I'm the same... right?
- You know, perhaps Mrs. Hayes, I'll try to figure it out for myself.

- A great interview. I mean, I understood what you wanted to say that your act.
And I do not understand a damn, and you know I think you're a fool of herself exposed.
- Don't you go home to mommy?
- No, it's not time to go home to mamonite... to my mother... they let Me go late! Up to twelve!

- What-what did he say? Right in the eye?
- There is no corpus delicti.
- Come on! And discredit - not a crime?
- It isn't libel. She just asked a question.
Are you really an idiot?
- Don't call me an idiot!
I didn't call, I just asked...

- What the hell is that?!
- What crap?
- This, this!
- Advertisement, I guess.
- What's it for?!
- Something abstract.