“Jeff: You know, you don't have to do this.Walter: Yeah, I could get a real job.Jeff: What would you do?Walter: I wanna be a greeter at Wal-Mart.Walter: What the hell's so funny?Jeff: At Wal-Mart, what would be your opening line?Walter: Oh.Walter: Welcome to Wal-Mart. Get your shit and get out!Walter: Have a nice day!”
“Now you know how I justify my addictions—if I can pay less for it than I would at Wal-Mart, I get to have it.”
“What's Wal*Mart? Is that were they sell wall stuff?”
“Wal-Mart, do they like, sell walls there?”
“Wal-mart... do they like make walls there?”
“Go brush your teeth, comb your hair, put on dry clothes, and get the guns. We're going to Wal-Mart”