What?
This car. This stupid car. Where's the Cadillac? [tries the cigarette lighter, finds it doesn't work, and throws it out the window] The Caddy, where's the Caddy?
The what?
The Cadillac we used to have. The Bluesmobile.
I traded it.
You traded the Bluesmobile for this?
No, for a microphone.
A microphone? Okay, I can see that. But what the hell is this?
This was a bargain. I picked it up at the Mount Prospect City police auction last spring. It's an old Mount Prospect police car. They were practically giving them away.
[sarcastically]
Well, thank you, pal. The day I get out of prison, my own brother picks me up in a police car.
No, I don't like it.
It's got a cop motor, a four hundred and forty cubic inch plant. It's got cop tires, cop suspensions, cop shocks. It's a model made before catalytic converters, so it'll run good on regular gas. What do you say? Is it the new Bluesmobile or what?
[Later, Jake and Elwood arrive outside of Saint Helen of the Blessed Shroud, a Roman Catholic orphanage in which they grew up] [not surprised]
What are we doing here?
You promised you'd visit the Penguin the day you got out.
Yeah? So, I lied to her.
You can't lie to a nun. We gotta go in and visit the Penguin.
