S: It stinks, I suppose.
T: Yeah, It stinks bad. And we all covered up in it too. Ain't nobody clean. Be nice to get clean, though.
S: How do we do that?
T: We ante up and kick in, sir. But I still don't want to carry your flag.
"Glory"? EDIT: Sorry, didn't bother to read the previous pages, I thought TL was posting another trivia.
Just saw this last Saturday. Good flick.
My turn:
"Little Tommy Daggett. How I loved listening to your sweet prayers every night. And then you'd jump in your bed, so afraid I was under there. And I was!"