Sheriff: Ooh, looks like we got a real cowboy here. You just step off the trail, pardner?
Barry: I'm walking like this because I blasted my thighs with unbridled intensity for 300 miles.
Sheriff: How would you two little wranglers like to be my deputies? [badge clatters]
Barry: "Little wrangler"? I'm a man who could grow twice the mustache you have except then you'd be humiliated, and I'd become sheriff, and I don't want that responsibility. Ohh... Ow, ow. Ohh. Not cool, man! Not cool!
Adam: Yeah, I don't think he totally gets what this place is.