(talking about the contest) The loser, however, will be cast out. No financial support, no clothes, no car. Just an eternity of endless toil as one of my minions. Put quite simply, your life will be garbage.
My life is already garbage.
Then, we'll just have to find a way to make it worse.
(looking through their house window) Why is there a small Mexican lady in our kitchen?
That's my grandmother. Also, she's not Mexican.
What? You're --
Not Mexican either.
(talking about his grandmother) She would disown me.
That seems a bit much, but I do know how you Mexicans have a spicy temper.
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