George: All right, Puddy, listen, and listen good: I need to know the name of that mechanic that walks around here. Big guy, a liar. Short name. Sam? Moe? Sol?!
Jerry: George! Can we focus on the car, here?
George: I’m starving! I can feel my stomach sucking up against my spine.
David Puddy: Let’s finish this up.
Jerry: Did you two break up?
David Puddy: (As he is punching numbers on a calculator) That chick’s whacked. We’re history. (Back to the transaction) I just left out a couple of things: uh, rust-proofing…
David Puddy: (Reading off what he’s adding up on the calculator) Transport charge, storage surcharge, additional overcharge, finder’s fee…
Jerry: "Finder’s fee"? It was on the lot!
David Puddy: Yeah, that’s right. (Continues reading off the list) Uh, floor mats, keys…
David Puddy: How ya gonna start it?