Dean Martin credited as playing...
Jamie Blake
- [J.J. and Victor are pulled over by two priests in a red Ferrari]
- Victor Prinsi: Nice car, Father!
- Jamie Blake: Thank you, asshole.
- Jamie Blake: I just want to thank you for informin' them about us back in Missouri. You know, how we're flashers and sex maniacs.
- J.J. McClure: Well, I was just repayin' you for what you and the chocolate monk did back in Ohio.
- Fenderbaum: Chocolate monk?
- Jamie Blake: He can say that. Yeah, he can say that 'cause he's ridin' around with the Goodyear Blimp!
- J.J. McClure: [Looking at Vic] He can say that. He can say that 'cause if I had the time, I'd take those rosary beads and shove 'em up your nose.
- Jamie Blake: These rosary beads? Up this nose?
- J.J. McClure: Yeah.
- Jamie Blake: Will ya take a little advice? Bring friends.
- Fenderbaum: Ha! Lots of em!
- Fenderbaum: We've got a secret weapon. God is our co-pilot!
- The Greek: You'll need him!
- Jamie Blake: *God* is our copilot?
- Fenderbaum: Uh huh.
- Jamie Blake: Remember our car?
- Fenderbaum: Uh huh.
- Jamie Blake: Two seats?
- Fenderbaum: Two seats.
- Jamie Blake: Where's he gonna sit?
- [smack]
- Jamie Blake: Where's he gonna sit?
- [smack]
- Fenderbaum: [noticing Blake acting oddly at bar] What is it?
- Jamie Blake: Look at the chicks! Boy, if we were Methodists, what a shot we could have had of getting laid right here!
- [guy at bar overhears and spits his drink out]
- [Brad drives through the bar on his motorcycle]
- Fenderbaum: What in the hell was that?
- Jamie Blake: Oh, that must've been the entry of the National Safety Council.
- Fenderbaum: Isn't that J.J. McClure?
- Jamie Blake: He's nothing. Don't worry about him. It's the Blimp next to him! The Blimp! When he puts on that mask, he'll blow your goddamn doors off!
- [JJ has "tackled" all the other contestants at the end]
- Seymour Goldfarb Jr: Well, I must say, that's not a very sporting way to win.
- Jamie Blake: No, it was a shitty way to win!
- Jamie Blake: [sarcastically] That's a good-looking piece! And cunningly disguised so it won't look like a racing car. You know, the cops would never give that a second glance!
- Jill Rivers: 220 miles an hour and they aren't gonna get a second glance!
- Jamie Blake: [Nearing the end of the race, the Lamborghini flies past the Ferrari and Fenderbaum stands up to get a better view] The hell was that?
- Fenderbaum: A Lamborghini!
- Jamie Blake: She in the race?
- Fenderbaum: CATCH IT!