What are you looking at?
You're welcome, ya rotten little thief.
I'm not a thief! I just borrowed your stupid coin! I was gonna give it back to you as soon as I won the race!
It's not a coin! It's a medal!
Coin, medal, whatever! Just go back to your own dumb game and win another one.
I can't. I didn't win it in my game, I won it in Hero's Duty.
Hero's Doody? [bursts out laughing]
It's not that kind of duty!
I bet you really gotta watch where you step in a game called Hero's Doody! Ha ha ha! What'd you win the medal for, wiping? [Ralph rolls his eyes] I hope you washed your hands after you handled that medal!
Listen—
One more, one more: why did the hero flush the toilet? Say "Why?"
Why?
Because it was his "doody"!
How dare you insult Hero's Duty, you little guttersnipe! I earned that medal! And you better get it back for me toute-suite, sister!
Well, unless you've got a go-kart hidden in the fat folds of your neck, I can't help ya!
What a moron. [to Ralph] Hey, genius! That's a jawbreaker! You're never gonna— [Ralph finally manages to smash the jawbreaker open; Vanellope gives an impressed smile] Oh…
Enjoy your little tantrum, Diaper-Baby?
Leave me alone.
Look, you want that medal, right? And I wanna race. So here's what I'm thinkin': You help me get a new kart—a real kart—and I'll win the race and get you back your medal!
You want me to help you?
All you gotta do is break somethin' for me. C'mon, what do you say, friend? [extends her hand]
We are not friends.
Aw, c'mon, pal! You son-of-a-gun! C'mon, buddy! Shake on it! C'mon, chumbo! Ralph, my man! M' main man! [seriously] Hey. My arm's getting tired. Do we have a deal or not?
You better win. [shakes Vanellope's hand]
