Cole Trickle: What'd you win this one for? This one right here, what'd win this for?
Rowdy Burns: Doesn't it say?
Cole Trickle: Yeah, that's a Winston Cup, buddy. Hell, that's an easy one to forget. What's your name, or has that slipped your mind too?
Rowdy Burns: Screw you, man.

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Rowdy refuses to go to the hospital, convincing himself that hell be alright in time. Cole doesn't let him off that easy.

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