- Tank: How could you just give up on acting like that, Tank?
- Tank: Ah, hell. I thought I was the new James Dean.
- Cal: You kinda look like him.
- Tank: Yeah, so them girls in Uvalde used to say: "Looks just like Jimmy Dean, don't he? Looks just like James Dean". Shit. I bought it. Hitchhiked out. Hang around Schwab's Drugstore. Dark glasses on. Tight Levi's. Faggot agents spotted me. Sent me to acting classes, you know? I didn't mind that. you know? You get laid a lot in them acting classes. Girls told me I had animal charisma or some goddamned thing.
- Cal: Magnetism.
- Tank: That's it.
- Cal: Well, what you lack in talent, you got in soul, friend.
- Tank: Yeah, hell, Cal. We all got soul. Depends on how you use it. With some of us, it er, died before its time.