Jean Girard:	My name is Jean Girard and I am a racing-car driver just like you except I am from Formula Un. I am the greatest one in the whole world. I have been following your career with great interest, Monsieur Bobby.
Ricky Bobby:	I can't understand a word you've said the whole time.
Cal Naughton, Jr.:	Did you eat some peanut butter or something?
Ricky Bobby:	Yeah, you sound like a dog with peanut butter on the roof of your mouth
Jean Girard:	I think what you are hearing is my accent. I am French.
Ricky Bobby:	You say you're French?
Jean Girard:	Oui.
[sounds like 'We']
Ricky Bobby:	We? No, we are not French. We're American, because you're in America, okay? Greatest country on the planet
Jean Girard:	Well, what have you given the world apart from George Bush, Cheerios, and the ThighMaster?
Ricky Bobby:	Chinese food?
Cal Naughton, Jr.:	Chinese food.
Jean Girard:	That's from China.
Ricky Bobby:	Pizza.
Jean Girard:	Italy.
Cal Naughton, Jr.:	Chimichanga.
Jean Girard:	Mexico.
Ricky Bobby:	Really, smarty-pants? What did French land give us?
Jean Girard:	We invented democracy, existentialism, and the Ménage à Trois.
Cal Naughton, Jr.:	Those are three pretty good things.
Ricky Bobby:	Hey.
Cal Naughton, Jr.:	Well that last one's pretty cool.