Jack

Jerry, it's getting late. You've cleaned up the car. You've made all your phone calls. Why are you still here?

Jerry

Well, I uh, maxed out my credit cards, and I don't have enough cash for a hotel room. So...

Jack

You are uh, thinking of staying here?

Jerry

Well...

Jack

(laughing) You've got some nerve. I almost break my neck in that death-trap of yours, and now you ask me for a favour!