Mitchell: Um, hey.
Guy: Hey yourself. Move.
Mitchell: You kind of just bumped me with your car.
Guy: I don't think so.
Mitchell: No. No, you did, because, um- Yeah, I got grease on my pants and then also I felt it.
Guy: Call an ambulance.
Mitchell: Okay. I just thought you might wanna know in case you wanted to be a decent human being and apologize, but- No? Okay. Ass.
Guy: What did you say?
Mitchell: Just forget about it, all right?
Guy: Listen, carrot top. I didn't touch you. So do the smart thing. Shut your hole, get in your car and drive away.
Cameron: [as Fizbo] Is there a problem here?
Guy: What the hell are you?
Cameron: I'm the ass-kicking clown that'll twist you like a balloon animal. I will beat your head against this bumper until the air bags deploy. So apologize to my boyfriend right now! Apologize?
Guy: Boyfriend?
Cameron: Apologize!
Guy: Okay. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Cameron: [to Mitchell] Let's go. We're gonna be late.