Eddie: Hey, Steve...
Steve: Mmm?
Eddie, slightly buzzed: What... What are we?
Steve, high out of his goddamn mind, eyes filling with tears: Dude... Dude, I don't know??
Eddie: Wha—
Steve: Dustin says we're monkeys, Eddie!! MONKEYS! What does that even mean???
"Where'd you learn how to do this?"
"Well, when the other dads were teaching their kids how to fish or play ball, my old man was teaching me how to hot-wire. Now, I swore to myself I wouldn't wind up like he did, but now I'm wanted for murder, and soon, grand theft auto. So, uh, I'm really living up to that Munson name."
"Eddie, I'm not sure I love the idea of you driving."
"Oh, I'm starting this sucker. Harrington's got her. Don't ya, big boy?"