Johnny, I want 30 seconds underwater. Thirty seconds after "action."

Daddy Hank, he gets in. He sets down. He's all excited.

- You give Avon a big old howdy. - Big howdy.

You got 30 seconds, meathead, before we start blasting.

Lock it and leave it. We're leaving. You got five seconds.

Just give us a second here, fellas. He's on us... Colonel Lynch.

Senor, you make the big mistake with me.

You're really big in the papers in Puntarenas.

- You want 30 seconds after that? You gotta be nuts. - Hey, pal, that's the job.

You make a big mistake with me, idiota.

This is gonna give you a big yahoo.

I used to do a little second-storey work when I was with the Miami Herald.

Let's turn around and give him a big wave.

Moanin' about some dumb, big, fat, stupid, stinkin' bandit.

They're big red and white ones. They're easier to see.

There was a big stink. And then right before the trial...

And I'll be damned if his Stetson doesn't bang the top of that cabin.

And a deuce and a half. Maybe a dump truck. Something big.

- What's the big deal, chickie? - But the script I read, there's nothing here about an army.

I know. 'Cause I come from a place where the rats are big as alley cats.