I feel the need, the need for speed

Viper: Good morning, gentlemen, the temperature is 110 degrees.
Wolfman: Holy crap, it's Viper!
Goose: Viper's up here, great...oh crap...
Maverick: Great, he's probably saying, "Holy crap, it's Maverick and Goose."
Goose: Yeah, I'm sure he's saying that.

and goose: