[So, never, then. Or until he gets a less stupid haircut.]

[You wanna talk adolescent male egos, Blake's has survived hale and hearty well into his forties.]

Damn right I am. He's done flying for today, and he earned it.

[He scoffs] Nobody's be dumb enough to try to ride one of those. [and reconsiders] Except maybe the idiot who was trying to wrestle one.

[He strokes his beard.] Yeah, I know you're jealous. Don't worry, puberty's gotta come around one of these days.

[He pauses and looks disturbed. Something is bothering him.]

Wait a minute. Are you telling me you don't know Ray Liotta?

You've never seen fucking Goodfellas?