There's so much to love in Fargo but the more I watch it the more I get a kick out of Steve Buschemi's Carl Showalter. It starts with the fact that he's not even supposed to be there - he tags along to the initial meeting with Jerry, and does all the talking, but isn't "vouched" for by Shep Proudfoot.
When he goes to MSP airport to steal a new set of plates, he thinks he can get away with berating the ticket booth guy - curses him up one side and down the other. But he's powerless to the guy's steadfast, simplistic adherence to the rules. You gotta pay the ticket, Carl!
EXIT BOOTH
Carl pulls up and hands the attendant his ticket.
CARL
Yeah, I decided not to park here.
The attendant frowns uncomprehendingly at the ticket.
ATTENDANT
... What do you mean, you decided
not to park here?
CARL
Yeah, I just came in. I decided
not to park here.
The attendant is still puzzled.
ATTENDANT
You, uh... I'm sorry, sir, but -
CARL
I decided not to - I'm, uh, not
taking the trip as it turns out.
ATTENDANT
I'm sorry, sir, we do have to
charge you the four dollars.
CARL
I just pulled in here. I just
****ing pulled in here!
ATTENDANT
Well, see, there's a minimum charge
of four dollars. Long-term parking
charges by the day.
A car behind beeps. Carl glances back, starts digging for
money.
CARL
I guess you think, ya know, you're
an authority figure. With that
stupid ****ing uniform. Huh, buddy?
The attendant doesn't say anything.
CARL
... King Clip-on Tie here. Big
****ing man.
He is peeling off one dollar bills.
CARL
... You know, these are the limits
of your life, man. Ruler of your
little ****ing gate here. There's
your four dollars. You pathetic
piece of ****.
The second scene that makes me laugh is when Carl returns to the cabin and gets in an argument with Gaear Grimsrud (what a great name!) about "splitting" the POS tan Cierra. The dude just squirreled away a giant stash of money that could buy him 30 of the same car - but because he's a two bit hoodlum that
just can't let it go, he instead gets an axe to the clavicle and a one way trip to the woodchipper!
CARL
HOW THE **** DO WE SHPLITTA ****IN'
CAR? Ya dummy! Widda ****in'
chainshaw?
Grimsrud looks sourly up. There is a beat. Finally:
GRIMSRUD
One of us pays the other for half.
CARL
HOLD ON! NO ****IN' WAY! YOU
****IN' NOTISH ISH? I GOT ****IN'
SHOT INNA FAISH! I WENT'N GOTTA
****IN' MONEY! I GET SHOT ****IN'
PICKIN' IT UP! I BEEN UP FOR
THIRTY-SHIKSH ****IN' HOURZH! I'M
TAKIN' THAT ****IN' CAR! THAT
****ERZH MINE!