Perconte: “....Speirs is going to kill us for this, isn't he?”
Christenson: “....Maybe we shouldn’t tell him.”
Speirs: “Maybe you shouldn’t tell me what?”
Can forget about my smol boi Perconte
Randleman: Anybody under 5’9” can’t talk about fighting someone. Like, what are you gonna do? Head-butt someone in the nipples?
Perconte: Say goodbye to your kneecaps, asshole.