Look at it this way. You got three choices.
One, you chicken out.
In that case, I let Ants tie you to the car and drag you around a bit.
- You don't want that, right? - No.
Two, you foul up and Holstein hears you, and, well--
- You don't want that, right? - No, I don't.
Three, you are successful and you join the Pharaohs...
with a car coat and a blood initiation and all that.
Wait a minute. What blood initiation?
Why don't we go get your Jeep?
- What are you talking about? - Your Jeep.
The one you sold the hunting ponies for. The one with the four-wheel drive.
You sure you got enough slack?
Yeah, no sweat. Let's get outta here.
Come on, Terry.
Stand by for justice!