Reese: Geez, my feet are killing me.
Nick: I told you, you gotta let the blood drip into your shoes. Once it coagulates, then it's like walking on puffy clouds.
Reese: Look at all these people, sitting here, just waiting for death.
Nick: Yeah, I'd like to show those animal rights whackos this place. This is exactly what would happen to cows if it wasn't for us. Wait here. I'm gonna get someone to sign for the delivery.
[Reese sits down on the couch between a sleeping old man and a vegged out old woman]
Reese: [to old man] Thanks for beating Hitler. Now we're gonna watch something else. [changes channel] [takes woman's yogurt] Thank you. This is pretty sweet. Man, it's true what they say... old age is wasted on the old.