- Ranger District Office: On the table in the offices.
Simon: You going to turn that thing on every time I walk over here now?
Ross: You going to keep physically abusing me every time I tell you "no" about something?
Simon: You're such a baby.
Ross: No, I'm a caring and sensitive individual, which is precisely the type of person we need protecting our wildlife.
Simon: If you had your way, no one would even visit the park!
Ross: And if you had yours, we'd let in every maniac with a gun to shoot up the place.
Simon: Not everyone with a gun is a maniac, Ross. And there's nothing wrong with hunting. It's a manly sport, a time honored tradition --
Ross: It's murder.
Simon: It's hunting.
Ross: Why are you a Ranger, anyway?
Simon: Because I love nature, and I want to preserve it so that people can enjoy it. Same as you.
Ross: By "enjoy" you mean "destroy," right?
Simon: For Christ's sake, Ross! I'm not a monster - Hey, what's that?
Ross: A trashcan?
Simon: So that's where my Dandy Boy Apples went. Into your goddamn mouth.
Ross: I don't know what you're talking about.
Simon: Gimme that!
Ross: Get away from me!