Steve: All right, right here. No, no, no. Shoulder’s too thin, another 20 feet and we’re good.
Danno: Another 20 feet, I’m gonna be in traction.
Steve: What, you want to steer?
Danno: Huh? Do I want to steer? No. I don’t want to steer. I want to continue to push this three-ton hunk of metal up a hill in 95-degree weather! That’s what I want to do. No, I don’t want to steer. No. Yes, I’ll steer, thank you. Nine miles. Nine miles. Nine miles! You’ve been working on your dad’s old wreck for six months, and you get nine miles out of it. I’m very impressed.
Steve: This is a classic car, and classic cars are temperamental.
Steve: Just like you.
Danno: No, no, no. That is an excuse. That is an excuse for poor automobile maintenance, my friend. Okay? This is a car. It is not “temperamental.” it is a product! When it stops working, you get another one. You understand?
Steve: What happened to you, man? I mean, where’s your sentimental side? There’s nothing in there.
Danno: I don’t have a sentimental side. Okay? And if I did, it would be reserved for human beings, not dopey machines.
Steve: Classic machines.
Danno: Yeah, I know. One person’s classic is another person’s scrap metal.
Steve: Well, thank you very much, Socrates.
Hawaii Five-0, “Powa Maka Moana” 1x17