Mr Gordon: We were really hoping to buy a boat.
Clyde Bruckman: Mister Gordon, uh, as a young husband, I think you're going to find that your new responsibilities to your family take precedent over your recreational needs.
Mr Gordon: But this is a really good boat.
Clyde Bruckman: You don't get it, do you, kid? Two years from now, while driving down Route 91... coming home to your wife and baby daughter... you're going to be hit head-on by a drunk... driving a blue '87 mustang. You'll end up looking worse than sixty feet of bad road your body slides across... after flying out your front windshield.
Mr Gordon: Mister... you really need to work on your closing technique.