:09:25
Flagg. Congratulations.
:09:29
For what?
:09:30
I hear you have a birthday coming up.
:09:33
No more juvie hall, right?
:09:35
Yeah, right.
:09:36
You mess up now and you're in the majors.
:09:41
I'll see you around, Flagg.
:10:02
Moss, what's happening?
:10:04
You look like hell.
:10:06
It's a fashion statement, man.
:10:09
The only statement those clothes
have got to make is, "l look like hell."
:10:13
My bike's broken down at Elkin's Grove.
I was thinking...
:10:17
...maybe I could borrow your ratchet set?
:10:20
The Summit's got me overhauling
six damn Skidoos, three Cats...
:10:24
...and two flatbed snowmakers, by Monday.
:10:28
What's the hurry?
It must be 70 degrees out there.
:10:31
It's lndian summer, boy.
:10:36
Very soon winter will be tear-arseing
through this town...
:10:38
...with no apologies.
:10:40
Come on. It barely pissed snow
the last couple of years.
:10:42
This whole town's ready to fold.
:10:45
This year's going to be different.
:10:47
Is that right?
:10:48
Take my word.
:10:50
You'll wish your piece of shit excuse
for a motorcycle...
:10:53
...was one of these sweet little rigs.
:10:57
So how about the ratchet?