Gage: And it is a nasty joint, Walker, I'm telling you, two Texas Rangers are gonna stick out like sore thumbs.
Walker: Yeah, you're right. But a couple of bikers from out of town won't.
(Trooper Freels wears a bulletproof vest while pretending to be shot dead, during a covert operation, in order for Gage and Sydney to pass their initiation and gain access to the Raptors' meth lab)
Freels: This bulletproof vest worked, but it sure does hurt. (gets back up after being shot)
Trivette: It hurts a lot more without one.
Freels: I hear that.
Gage: Hey, Walker! (He and Syd have apprehended Deke Trumbull) Look who we caught sneaking out the back!
(Earl, a corrupt DPS Driver License Division employee, takes Trivette's picture for a phony trucker license)
Trivette: Hey, Earl. (He presents a Texas Ranger badge, and Earl looks surprised) I think I'm gonna need a picture of you, too (read: mugshot).
(He's about to blow up a rival gang's meth lab and kill those inside)
Grangus: Little pig, little pig, let me in...or I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in!
(Walker, looking for Gage and Sydney, hands Bolger their photo)
Walker: These are the only two I'm interested in.
Bolger: Nope. Ain't seen 'em. (takes the photo, crumples it up, and eats it) What, you got a problem with that?
Walker: Actually...I do. (beats Bolger in the gut, making him spit up the photo) Now I gotta go all the way back and get another picture.
