Rollers...

(Hyde and Erik are in the Redsmobile)

Hyde: We'll put the band back together, do a few gigs, we get some bread, bang! Five thousand bucks.
Erik: Yeah, well getting the band back together might not be that easy, Hyde
Hyde:What're you talking about?
Erik: They split. They all took straight jobs.
Hyde: Yeah, so you know where they are. You said you were gonna keep in touch with them
Erik: I got a couple of leads, a few phone numbers, but I mean, how many of them visited or even wrote you, huh?
Hyde: They're not the kind of guys who write letters. You were outside, I was inside, you were supposed to keep in touch with the band. I kept asking you if we were gonna play again.
Erik: Well what was I gonna do? Take away you're only hope? Take away the very thing that kept you going in there? I took the liberty of bullshitting you, okay?
Hyde:You lied to me.
Erik: It wasn't lies, it was just bullshit.

(They go through a yellow trafficlight. A police squad car follows them)

Erik:Shit!
Hyde: What?
Erik: Rollers.
Hyde: No.
Erik: Yeah.
Hyde: Shit.

(The police direct them to pull over. Erik stops the car and a police officer approaches)

Erik: What? What did I do?
Officer:You failed to stop at a red signal.
Erik: The light was yellow sir.
Officer: May I see your license please?

(Erik gives him his license, officer takes it to the police car)

Hyde: Erudamned.
Erik: Man, I haven't been pulled over in six months. I bet those cops have got SCMODS.
Hyde: SCMODS?
Erik: State County Municipal Offender Data System.

(The cops do have SCMODS, Erik has a record:

RED, ERIK
CRUNKSVILLE LICENSE : B263-1655-2187
CURRENTLY UNDER SUSPENSION
WARRANTS OUTSTANDING : PARKG. 116
MOVING VIOLATIONS : 56
ARREST DRIVER ... IMPOUND VEHICLE

Officer returns to the car)

Officer: Erik, we show your license currently under suspension. Step out of the car please.

(Erik and Hyde look at each other. Erik starts the car and drives off, the police follow them)

Hyde: First you trade the Pelmobile for a microphone. Then you lie to me about the band, now you're gonna put me right back in the joint.
Erik: They're not gonna catch us. We're on a mission from Eru.
Hyde: Erik...!

(The cops talk over their radio)

Officer Gwen: We are in high speed pursuit northbound on Cortland Avenue. Black and white 1974 Dodge sedan with Crunksville plates. Request assistance.

(The Redsmobile turns into a parkinglot)

Erik: It would be alright if we could just get back on the expressway.
Hyde: This don't look like no expressway to me!
Erik: Don't yell at me.
Hyde: What the hell you want me to do, motorhead?
Erik: Well, try not to be so negative all the time, why don't you offer some constructive criticism.
Hyde: You got us into this parking lot pal, so you get us out.
Erik: You want outta this parking lot? Okay.