Ken and Castro in “Racing in the Streets”

Ken

What's your hurry? Your fifteen kids will still be waiting for you when you get home.

[sarcastically] Si, señor. But first I have to go feed the donkey, put on a big sombrero and fall asleep underneath a tree. [back to normal] You racist Irish drunk. [Castro and his team walk off.]

Ken

Now that's my kind of Mexican!