Reggie: You know speaking of moaning, my stomach is starting to growl. We better go get something to eat.
Jack: We eat when I say we eat!
Reggie: Now that's bullshit, that's the last straw, all right? I want some food now. If you don't like it, you can take me to the penitentiary and kiss my hungry black ass goodbye all right? You took me out here, you've been treating me like shit when we first left and I want some food in a nice place, nice atmosphere with some good people and...
Jack: Okay, hold it. I'm hungry, let's go get something to eat. I know a place. All right?
Reggie: All right let's go.
Jack: All right.
Reggie: I want some mandolins and some violins.
Jack: There's ya' goddamn dinner!
Jack walks over to a vending machine in the police station and gets Reggie a candy bar.