Ricky Bobby: 'You sick sons of bitches. I mean you walk in that door, on your two legs, all fat and cocky and lookin' at me in my chair. And you tell me its all in my head? I hope that both of you have sons - Handsome, beautiful, articulate sons, who are talented and star athletes and they have their legs taken away. I mean I pray you know that pain and that hurt.'
Lucius Washington: 'Don't you put that evil on me, Ricky Bobby! Don't you put that on us! You are NOT paralyzed!'
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