I think we're gonna need a helmet

Cliff Secord:

[after the test flight, using a wooden statue]
Peevy, you'd pay to see a man fly, wouldn't you? Peevy:
Ha! You've gotta be outta your mind! Cliff Secord:
Look, I'm talking about making some real money here, Peevy. Not just ten bucks a show, but enough to get us back on our feet and into the nationals. Peevy:
Are your eyes painted on, Clifford? This thing's like strapping nitroglycerine to your back. Besides, the feds are mixed up in this. Cliff Secord:
I don't want to keep it, I just want to borrow it for a while. Peevy:
Clifford, when you borrow something and you don't tell nobody, they call that stealing, you know. Cliff Secord:
Just a couple of weeks. As soon as we can afford a new plane, we'll give it back, I swear. Peevy:
Clifford, did you see what this thing did back there? Cliff Secord:
You're always telling me what a genius you are, Peev! Fix it! Peevy:
We're gonna need one hell of a lawyer. Cliff Secord:
[seeing the destroyed statues' head, worriedly]
I think We're gonna need a helmet