Nunamaker! Nunamaker! That's what my sister said on the way to the Grand Canyon! My last...

Joe Dirt:

There are three rules when dealin' with a deadly alligator. And yes, they are deadly, don't kid yaself. Rule number one, I'm number one. Ya hear that, I like ta kid around. Rule two, the croc's number two. Now before I begin... Kid at Gator Farm:
Hey, what's rule three? Joe Dirt:
What's that? Kid, give me a break now. Kid at Gator Farm:
So you don't know rule three? Joe Dirt:
Yeah, you want a match? My face and your ass! How 'bout that friend? Huh? I mean, your ass and my face, what's up? Joe Dirt:
Here we go, I'm a bit of a crocophile, so don't try this at home. This here's Rocky, and he ain't no puppy. Now, let's see if Rocky's got some cavities. [Joe opens Rocky's mouth] Joe Dirt:
This mofo knows not to mess with Sir Joseph Dirt. [Joe puts his head inside Rocky's mouth, then screams as Rocky moves his head up and down thrashing Joe around] Joe Dirt:
[Rocky throws Joe out of his mouth as crowd laughs and cheers]
Oh, when bad pets go bad, dang. Joe Dirt:
[Babbling nonsensically]
It's like the cartoons, I'm seein' all "tweet tweet". Charlene the Gator Farmer:
Joe, what can I do fa you? Ya not makin' any sense. Joe Dirt:
Not makin'? Not makin'? [Flashback to Joe's little sister in the car on their way to the Grand Canyon] Joe's Little Sister:
That's why Dad named you Joe Dirt instead of Nunamaker. [echoes] Joe Dirt:
Nunamaker! Nunamaker! That's what my sister said on the way to the Grand Canyon! My last name's Dirt, her last name's Nunamaker! That's my parents' last name!