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 *******. 
Cal Naughton, Jr.: Those are three pretty good things. 
Ricky Bobby: Hey. 
Cal Naughton, Jr.: Well that last one's pretty cool.