[ninty]

The lot's full, mister.
Don't give me that crap.
You've got a space.
The lot's full.
Find a spot, dickhead.
- "Dickhead?" - That's right. Where's the manager?
"Dickhead?"
Park the car, butt breath!
"Butt breath?"
Wait a minute. Hold everything. That's a wig, isn't it?
- Park the car. - That's a wig!
Wig! Wig!
- Red alert! - Park the car, asshole! Shut up!
Girls! It's a rug!
What's going on here? Hi, Lou.
This rude little punk won't park my car.
Mahoney, park this car!
There aren't any spots.
Do it now or you're fired. You understand? Fired.
That's not fair, the guy has a bad attitude.
Do it!
I want you to apologize to this man, then park his car.
Yes, sir.
I'm sorry.
Get out of here.
And clean the ashtray, too.
I'm sorry, Lou. You just can't get good help these days.
They don't respect customers or property.
They don't respect respect.
Holy shit! Jesus!
It fits! Damn thing fits.
I thought there were no more spaces! Am I an idiot?