Joe Mosely:
[the Sheriff is roughly restraining Sam by forcing his face on the ground with his boot]
Officer, let him up. He's not hurting anyone.
Sheriff Quentin Durango:
[lets Sam go]
But he could be. He bears a sinister resemblance to a vicious criminal that's been marauding the area.
Joe Mosely:
And since when is it a crime to look like somebody?
Sam:
Hey, what'd the guy do anyway?
Sheriff Quentin Durango:
Unlawful repast and remove.
Sam:
What?
Sheriff Quentin Durango:
Dine and dash. I'm gonna let you go with a warning this time.
Joe Mosely:
He didn't do anything.
Sheriff Quentin Durango:
[aims a gun at Joe]
You don't realize what's happening, do you? 'Cause if you did, you'd be shittin' in your shoes, wouldn't you? Quaking with fear? I want ya to look around, just look around, and tell me what you see. A society that's obsessed with feeling good and happy. But underneath that moronic veneer lurks a thirst for blood. Yes, my friend, an invidious potential for lawlessness and despair; existential and otherwise. The sooner you weasels open your eyes to the hideous truth, the sooner you wish you were dead.
Sam:
[pause]
That guy is insane.
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