- Carter: Officer Merk!
- Merk: Wait, what?
- Carter: Look, man, I'm not sure what the fuck is going on. Maybe some racist deja vu shit, but I think we're stuck in some kinda loop where I keep running into you and you keep fucking killing me, man.
- Merk: Now I know you're smoking...
- Carter: Yeah, you think my cigarette is not a cigarette. We've been through this, look...
- Merk: Hey, back up. Show me some ID. Keep your hands where I can see 'em.
- Merk: Shit. This is so fucking weird.
- Carter: Tell me about it, man.
- Merk: I feel like I've been smoking one of your cigarettes. And this has been happening how long, how many times?
- Carter: Man, if my count is correct, 99 -- oh, it's your mom. She doesn't want anything.
- Merk: What? -- You're a voodoo child, motherfucker.
- Carter: She calls you anytime it takes longer than five minutes to kill me.