Phelps: Some disturbance. I need to get up there.
Earle: Go on, get after him!
Shannon: Dudley! You killed him!
Lynch: You saw what happened. That creep attacked me. I can't watch you go around with drunk losers like that anymore, honey. What were you doing up here with him anyway? You deserve better.
Shannon: He invited me up to . . . Dudley, I had no idea you felt this way.
Phelps: You! Get back here!
Earle: After him, Goddammit!
Phelps: Dudley Lynch. It's been awhile.
Earle: It's no good. We need to get closer.
Earle: Hit him, Cole. Spin him out. Keep it steady and I'll try to bust his tires. Get in close and steer him off the tar. Step on it, huh? Just get me a little closer. Hit him, Cole, Spin him out. I'll try for the tires. Keep your foot down.
Phelps: Dudley Lynch.
Lynch: I didn't mean for him to fall! I swear to Christ I didn't. I just wanted to keep him away from Shannon. He was taking advantage of her. He...
Phelps: It's out of my hands, Lynch. Claim self-defense and see if Miss Perry will testify on your behalf.