[about to be pushed off start]
Sanka Coffie: Oh, wait. Coach, I gotta go. You know?

Irv: Hold it.

Sanka Coffie: Hold it?

Irv: Hold it.

Sanka Coffie: Hold it?

Irv: Yeah, hold it!

Sanka Coffie: But, Coach, I can't hold it. We're not bobsledding yet.

Irv: Oh, yes we are. [pushes them off]

Sanka Coffie: Coach... Coach! [the bobsled picks up speed and careens down the track] Coach! COACH! Aaahh! Slow it down! Slow it—slow it down! Oh, my God! Oh, Derice, oh, Derice I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!