- Fat Whutzat: Where do you think you're going, 'Bo?
- Lobo: You said my bike would be ready today, Whutzat.
- Fat Whutzat: What's that?
- Lobo: My bike!
- Fat Whutzat: Not until you settle up. No more credit.
- [Lobo's bills show up, which is very long]
- Fat Whutzat: Last time you paid your bill, he was a skinhead.
- Lobo: Fragging bastitch!
- Lobo: [to Fat Whutzat] Last time, clyde. Where's my BIKE? If I frag you, I'd never find it. Ah, Feetal's Gizz.
- Lobo: [Finds picture of Mudboy] Look it, there's 20,000 creds on this bastich's head. That'll pay for the bike, some new gear and three nights with the Nutcracker Sisters.
- Space Penguin: Could you maybe move your foot a little? I've got lower back pain to get parts from.
- Lobo: Shut up!
- Space Penguin: Hand off the pain and you get pecked in the nuts!
- [Pecks Lobo's testicles]
- Lobo: Aaaaaah, jeez!