Lamont: "Motherbleeper, motherbleeper. That motherbleeper is state of the art! Dude, I knew it was going to be big. I didn't know it was going to be the bleepin' prototype cannon. It's a bleepin' motrol... Damn! Some hairy looking rounds."
The Jackal: "Made from deplete uranium. Go through anthing. Once they get inside thejust spall."
Lamont: "Hell yeah. They spall yeah. The get in there and they just. (imitates spalling noise.) That rocks. Look at the friggin lens on that thing..."
The Jackal: "Don't touch that."
Lamont: "It's got like a 2000 mile zoom lens. That thing is kick ass. Dude is this thing a prototype, or what? I bet you it cost you a bleepload. That rocks. Man, you rock. (beeping) Do you know what I'm saying? (ringing) Rock! bleepin thing kicks ass. Oh, yeah. Bring on the spall, baby. I can't wait to see the bleep..."
The Jackal: "Lamont... Close your mouth."