Dave: I'm a chronic masterbater.
Tron: I'll have a Bannana Koniac Bio*ch!
Tron: (singing) Look how tron is livin....Fo the Sit-taaa!
Donnell Rawlings: I'M RICH BIATCH!
Big Al: You pasty bastard, look at you Chuck, you look sick man. You look like you just walked up from Ground Zero. This job sucks. Kiss the rings b!tch.
Chuck Taylor: When we get back, the crime rate has fallen to 0%.
How can that be, did the mexicans get money today too?
(laughs, then gasps and shakes head)
I shouldn't have said that.
(camera fading out, woman walks up to Taylor at newsdesk)
Look, I think we're okay. Mexicans don't watch TV. Now, if this were Telemundo...a-hotchy-kotchy-kotchy-kotchy!
Reporter: So, what do you plan to spend your money on?
Tron: I'm going to re-invest it in the community.
Reporter: Well, that's... (cut off)
Tron: PYSCHE! I'm gonna spend it before y'all honkies change yo minds.
(Black people receive reparations for slavery)
Reporter: Sir, now that you've got your check do you plan on quitting your job driving this truck?
Donnell Rawlings: Truck driver? I ain't no truck driver. I'm a janitor. That's right, baby, I just bought this truck straight cash. I got enough cigarettes for me and my family for the rest of our lives! I'M RICH, BIATCH! (honks horn)