Would you just shut up?

[Dante, Randal, Jay, Silent Bob, Elias and the Sexy Stud have been taken to a holding cell] Randal Graves:
Jail cell design hasn't changed much in centuries, has it? Maybe it's time they brought in the laser bars, or something. Jay:
Oh, they can make a hard plastic cage like Magneto's in X-Men 2! Nauw. Randal Graves:
Come on, dude, let's keep it in the real world, alright? But you know what wouldn't be a bad idea? Carbonite. What do you think, Dante? [Dante looks up and glares at him, then charges at Randal, slamming him into the bars] Dante Hicks:
I think I'm gonna kill you! Jay:
What up, steel cage match! Dante Hicks:
You ruined my life! Randal Graves:
Your life was already ruined, get off of me! Dante Hicks:
What were you thinking? A fuckin' Donkey show? Randal Graves:
It was your going away present! Dante Hicks:
Sure was! I just never thought I'd be going away to prison! Sexy Stud:
Boys? You can't be imprisoned for watching an inter-species sex act. You'll walk. The worst I'll get is a huge fine for animal abuse, and alot of disgusted looks from ass-wipe conservatives who can't appreciate sexual exploration. Sexy Stud:
[as he drops into his seat in the jail cell, sighing sadly as he leans back against the bars]
I miss my donkey. Dante Hicks:
I can't believe you. Dante Hicks:
I finally get my shit together, I'm hours away from getting out of here, and you somehow manage to obliterate all that and reduce me to a convict! Randal Graves:
Oh yeah, it's my fault that your life's so fucked up! I'm the engaged guy who knocked up my boss! Jay:
You knocked up the guy that owns Mooby's? Sick! Randal Graves:
Would you just shut up?