Granddaddy Clisby: [muttering] Nobody tells me... No son of mine is gonna tell me when I can get my hair cut. Well, are you staying or coming?
Dean: You want me to go with you?
Granddaddy Clisby: Yeah. Now, now, listen. Listen, listen. Now, if you gonna go with me, no snitching to your dad.
Adult Dean: So it began... my first joyride in a stolen vehicle. Thelma had Louise, and I had my 73-year-old grandfather. We were locked and loaded for trouble... as soon as we adjusted the front seat. [seats squeal, click]
Granddaddy Clisby: [keys jingle] [chuckles] She didn't know I had these.