Pete: "Ain't noone gonna pick up three flithy, unshaved hitchhikers. And one of them a know it all who can't keep his trap shut."
Everett: "Pete, the personal rancor reflected in that remark I don't intend to dignify with comment. But I would like to address your general attitude of hopeless negativism. Consider the lilies of the bleepdamn field. Or, hell, take a look at Delmar here as your paradigm of hope."
Delmar: "Yeah. Look at me."