1:00:11
Fill her up, hoss.
1:00:12
Come on, Frederick.
Come on, boy, my boy.
1:00:16
Let's go get some
of Lamar's greasy spoon.
1:00:19
I'm gonna put you
on a diet, Fred. Mercy.
1:00:25
Come on, Fred. Come on, boy.
1:00:30
Inside.
1:00:32
Come on, boy.
1:00:34
Lamar, surprise.
Look who's here.
1:00:37
- I knew you was comin'.
- Hi, Snowman.
1:00:39
What do you mean,
you knew I was comin'?
1:00:42
(COUNTRY AND WESTERN MUSIC
PLAYING)
1:00:49
Lamar, you're rotten
to the core, you know that.
1:00:51
About as rotten as that food
you've been poisonin' me with...
1:00:54
- How many do you want?
- I don't know. Fix the same thing.
1:00:58
Just cook the onions this time.
1:01:01
- How have you been, Sugar Bear?
- Pretty good. You, Snowman?
1:01:04
Oh, pretty good,
considering the shape I'm in.
1:01:07
Say hello to Waynette.
Looks like old Fred's gettin' fat.
1:01:12
Yeah, tell me about it. It damn sure
ain't from eatin' the food at this joint.
1:01:15
- Tell me about that.
- I know it.
1:01:19
By the way, where did you get
all them warthogs back there?
1:01:23
Damn if I know. They slid
in here a little while ago.
1:01:25
I'm gonna slide on out.
Catch you later, Snowman.
1:01:28
Yeah, why don't you just leave me?
1:01:31
Yes, operator?
1:01:33
This is a collect call
from Cledus Snow.
1:01:38
No, I am not Hank Snow's brother. No.
1:01:44
Hey, sugarbabe, how you doin'?
1:01:50
- Could I ask you something?
- Sure.
1:01:54
Do you think we have
anything in common?
1:01:58
Besides being chased around
the country in that feckuckteh car?