04x02 - Man's Gotta Eat

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Trailer Park Boys". Aired: April 2001 to present.*
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Ricky and Julian are two guys whose lives were shaped by their experiences growing up in the Trailer Park. Their childhood was typical of most trailer park kids: stealing, fighting, smoking, drinking, scamming and listening to Van Halen.
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04x02 - Man's Gotta Eat

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What the f*ck?! Who the f*ck are you guys and what the f*ck are you doing here?

Hope you got insurance and sh*t.

You can go to jail for a long time for this.

For what, free TV?

It's not free! It's like stealing!

Stealing? You guys are beaming a signal to this f*cking trailer park without my permission, not me.

So I got these little things that pick up the signal from space.

How the f*ck is that stealing?

What, do you own space? No, Nay-sa does.

Nay-sa?

Rocket people.

Perhaps you've heard of them.

It's NASA.

Who the f*ck called you guys? Get the f*ck off this roof A Mr. James Lahey.

f*cking Lahey.

Lahey's f*cked in the head. You should know that.

Look. We found a split comin from this box from this address, registered to some guy named Julian.

Is that you?

No.

There's no f*cking Julian who lives in this park.

I'm Julian. This is my trailer.

Ricky, what the f*ck is going on here?

I don't know. Somebody must've broke in here and put all this sh*t up here.

I'm getting blamed for it. It's bullshit.

Oh, remember, Corey and Trevor were up there with the screwdrivers and the wrenches.

Dino, call head office.

Ha, Dino! Maybe you should call Barney and Fred in.

You're not f*cking calling, what are you doing?

You're not f*cking calling head office.

I'm the trailer park supervisor. Here's what's going to happen.

I'm going to give you guys a few grams of weed, you're going to give me insurance for my f*cking accident.

Then you're going to leave and nothing happened here.

For f*ck's sakes Ricky, what the f*ck are you doing with the satellite?!

I paid ten f*cking dollars I want my f*cking satellite signal!

Danny chill the f*ck out ! I'm f*cking trying here.

It'll be back up in a bit.

Calm the f*ck down.

Look..., If these satellite dishes aren't down in ten minutes I have no choice but to call the cops.

Ricky, get the dishes off my roof.

Listen, man, I just got out of jail. Don't be calling the cops.

Dino, take them down now Ricky, get the dishes off my roof.

Dino, call Mr. Slate.

Jesus...

Jesus, boys, look out. I know what's coming.

What the f*ck is wrong with you?!

I'll take everyone of these down to the f*cking ground Is that what you want, you f*cking retards?!

You think I give a f*ck about this stupid bullshit That windshield was already cracked.

There. There in the f*cking van. Now leave Ten f*cking dollars a month!

The cops are going to show up so load this in the van and get the van in the lake. Get rid of it.

Ah, it's stuck.

She's stuck good now.

Mr. Lahey, turn the motor on. It's getting cold.

Randy, I can't keep running it all day.

We're almost out of gas.

Good morning, Jim. Beautiful day.

Good morning, Ricky. To what do we owe the pleasure Randy, I can see you through all those god-damned liquor bags and lawn chair strapping, for f*ck's sakes.

Stop frigging looking, Rick.

You called the f*cking satellite pricks on me, Lahey?

Those satellites interfere with the emergency response frequencies, Ricky.

Don't f*cking take my bacon, Lahey.

Who owns this f*cking car?

I own the car, Ricky!

Yeah?

'Cause the registration says Sunnyvale Trailer Park owns the car.

Since I'm the Park Supervisor and you f*cked around, I'm taking it. And I'm taking your f*cking breakfast.

Ricky, for Christ's sakes...

Have a heart. This is where we live.

Two things, Lahey. Put on some f*cking pants and f*ck off Jesus, Ricky!

Mr. Lahey, I got soap in my eyes!

Holy f*ck!

Where's my furniture? Did Ricky sell it?

Yup.

So what was he doing?

Growing weed in here?

Nope.

So he was growing clones.

Yup.

Ricky's got the whole place wrapped in tin foil.

Like, everything. That's the sink under there.

Can't even use it. He's been going around the park, , to people like Mrs. Peterson asking to borrow tin foil for different things he says he's cooking and... whatnot.

All fibs, he's telling.

Twenty-two hundred for one month in my name.

Power bill. Nice!

Ricky!

Julian, how's it going, buddy?

You got any rolling papers You've gone way too far this time, Ricky.

Guess what? I'm bailing, buddy.

What are you talking about Because of a bunch of f*cking mail?

Ricky, it's not about a bunch of mail, it's about a bunch of illega I bullshit you put in my name.

You got any rolling papers?

No!

Julian, you can't worry about that stuff, man.

All the credit cards are maxed out in your name.

I threw them in the f*cking lake.

They can't trace that sh*t back to you.

Don't worry about it. Come on, buddy.

Do you realize how stupid you just sounded there Ricky? Huh?

Bubbles, do you got any rolling papers?

No, I don't. Just, everybody calm down. Julian...

Come on, boys. Let's go catch some bullfrogs.

Put the bottles down.

Boys, boys, boys...

I'm out of rum. I'm in debt, I've got no money, no car, no furniture, no place to live.

All I've got is these f*cking bottles, Ricky.

Julian, you were just in jail.

You don't think I'm going to look after you?

Don't worry about it. Come here. See that?

Big f*cking barrel of swish. I stole it from Lahey and Randy.

You can have it all, alright? As for a place to live... here I was going to use this for a cottage man, but take it You can live in it. It's a f*cking great car to live in Richard, Bubbles, can I have a quick word?

Apparently, I'm being sued for stealing by some satellite TV company.

As soon as Ricky hired me as Assistant Trailer Park Supervisor, I knew things were f*cked right away.

El cheques kept arriving for Trevor Corey, Corey Trevor, Randy Trevor Now the bank has suggested that I might want to conside selling, okay? Selling the park.

Now frankly, it is beginning to make a lot of sense.

By the time I got involved, it was already too late.h I've just been trying to keep Ricky out of jail long enoug till Julian gets here, but things got out of hand way, way too f*cking quick. There was nothing I could do Barb, it's not that bad. I promise you.

Here's your lunch.

Thank you.

Okay.

I'll take care of this, Barb I'll come and see you later. And don't worry about a thing.

Julian's going to straighten it out. He's back now.

Buddy, you gotta help me straighten this sh*t out.

Please.

Ricky, I'm leaving.

What are you going to do? Just go live in a car and take your bottles back and survive off that?

I don't think so.

Julian, don't.

Come in my trailer and smoke a joint.

Don't start drinking swish, please.

Swish is this old, dirty, shitty-tasting, home-made f*cking liquor that you can, ah, you can barely get it into you but my f*ck, does it ever get you some drunk.

All the sh*t's in my name, man.

I got no choice but to run for a little while.

I'm gonna go work on an oil rig or something.

Ah, Julian, that's crazy talk. Come on now.

I've lived beside you my whole life.

Don't go, Julian. Come on, please, buddy.

Alright, I'm just going to have one more drink.

Alright.

Can you get me some ice?

Oh, I can get you some ice. But only one, Julian.

One drink.

Ah, Julian. You tricked me What's with the Smokey outfit, Randy?

I can wear whatever I want.

Is that cologne I smell?

What about our "no cologne agreement"?

Smokey. That was the name he used to call himself when he was on the streets, back when I was on the force Strip the chrome off a trailer hitch.

I need a cheeseburger.

What's that got to do with the...

I need a store-bought cheeseburger.

Smokey outfit? You're not thinking of going back on the street, are you, Randy?

Man's got to eat.

Randy, I can make a cheeseburger, better than store-bought.

I don't think so, Mr. Lahey.

I'm leaving. I got work to do.

Randy!

Randy!

f*ck off, Randy!

Thanks, man.

Get in the back.

Damn garbage!

Bubbles, you really f*cked up this time, didn't you?

Well, Bubbles only plays basketball when he's really pissed off and stressed out.

So I knew it was a delicatel situation that I approached and, you know, I approached him like an adult.

How did you let things get so f*cked up anyway?

You know I can't do it, I'm stupid.

What the f*ck did you just say to me, Ricky?

How did I let it get f*cked up? You know what?b You can take your assistant trailer park supervisor jo and all your El papers, illegal mortgages,n Visa statements, all that other bullshit that I'm involved I and stick it right in there.

Where? I told him to stick his job and all the papers and everything up his arse and he didn't even know what I was talking about.

And then I said Julian left and it was his fault and he still didn't know what I was talking about.

So I just got pissed off and I quit.

I'm f*cking quitting, that's it!

Fine then, quit. I don't care.

But I can't give you your vacation pay till we get paid.

When we grow the dope and we harvest it, then we get paid.

Well, you can give me some chips in the meantime.

He owes me 260 bucks vacation pay.

He won't f*cking pay that, so I figured a handful of chips wasn't too much to ask.

Put half of those back.

I'm actually taking more, Ricky.

f*ck off, Bubbles, seriously.

Look at that!

They were chicken chips.

I don't even like those, but I don't give a f*ck.

This is great, Julian. This is where Smokey used to work.

You're prostituting yourself out for cheeseburgers again?

Man's got to eat, Julian For f*ck's sakes!

She's out of gas, Julian Well, I guess this is where I'm living now.

Go on, get out of here. Get, get! Get!

You sure you should be drinking that sh*t, man?

Remember back in Grade 10-

f*ck off, Randy!

Randy wants a cheeseburger I'll give him a god-damned cheeseburger.

Well, boys, I need you to help me out today.

Paint Julian's trailer, clean it up. Got some hash We're going to get stoned. It's going to be a good f*cking day That's what I'm saying. Good dope, dude.

Corey, no talking, please. Just take the hash.

What's going on in here? What are you guys doing in here?

Just hanging out, playing some video games. Calm down.

They're not working for you today.

Look, Sara, I'm short-staffed. Bubbles quit on me.

I need these f*cking dicks to work for me today.

I don't give a f*ck if you're short-staffed, Ricky.

Get the f*ck out of my side of the trailer.

Why are you always sticking up for these guys?

It's not like you're banging them.

Ricky is so abusive to Corey and Trevor.

It's really sad to see. Even before I liked them, I noticed he was always making them cry and sh*t.

Sara, come on. Don't, don't tell them that.

Jesus...

Trevor, I told you to move this f*cking tree two weeks ago!

f*ck, Ricky! My game, dude !

f*cking idiot!

What the f*ck?!

f*cking kids!

What the f*ck is wrong with parents these days?
Hey, buddy!

Don't "hey, buddy" me, Ricky I'm going to look for Julian Do you even care that Julian's gone, Ricky?

He's just f*cking around, Bubbles.

Look, I'm sorry about earlier, alright?

I know it wasn't just you that f*cked things up.

Corey and Trevor f*cked some things up, and a few other people around the park f*cked things up.

Lahey and Randy are running around; it's hard on people. so I'm not mad at ya. Give me a hug, buddy.

Alright.

Help me find Julian, please. Come on.

Alright. Can we stop by and get some donairs first though?

I'm f*cking starving.

Will you buy them?

Well, we got some room left on Leahey's Dinner's Card.

You're going to have to drive, though.

Some kids f*cked my tire over.

Looking for a date?

Ten bucks or six Dairy Queen coupons.

Officer George Green and I are doing a shake down of, you know, John's in the neighbourhood. I dress up as a prost*tute If they solicit me for prostitution, I bust them.

You're looking pretty hot.

Think I'm hot?

I guess. Ten bucks.

Yeah, ten bucks will work.

Want to grab a couple of cheeseburgers first?

No. You gotta place?

It's greasy. It's out back.

Yeah.

Let's go.

So let's do this.

Hey, Smokey!

Looks like you'll be eating your cheeseburgers soon, eh, buddy?

Julian?

Drunk and pissing on a dumpster behind the King of Donair?

Don't you know me?

Brenda!

Erica!

Erica.

Erica?

I should arrest you right now for soliciting prostitution.

Soliciting?

Didn't going to jail teach you anything?

I didn't do anything wrong. You solicited me, Erica.

You should go to jail.

I'm a cop, Randy.

Undercover. I'm wearing a wire.

You know what?

You guys look like you have enough problems as it is.

Hey, Bubbles, look who it is What are you doing here? A little undercover work, Erica?

Ricky, what did you guys do to Julian out back?

What are you talking about He's so drunk he can't even stand up.

Out back?

Stop staring at my tits.

I wasn't.

Yes, you were.

I was not!

Jesus Christ! He's on the swish hard, Ricky.

Holy f*ck, Julian!

Leave me alone, boys.

Julian, look at me for a second.

You gotta get a hold of yourself, buddy.

You gotta come back to the trailer park right now.

I got a job for ya. It's gonna be perfect.

Assistant Trailer Park Supervisor.

Assistant, huh?

That's right, buddy.

4600 bucks a year. Bubbles quit and I could use a hand.

We're going to straighten all this sh*t out man and things will be cool.

Hey, Ricky, I'm looking for work!

f*ck off, Randy! Here, Julian, let me top that up for you That's getting warm.

Actually, Randy, get the f*ck over here. You want some work?

Yeah!

Get the f*ck over here.

I need some... ice.

There.

Fresh as a daisy. Get that in ya.

I'm going to take Randy back to the park right now We're going to clean up your trailer.

It's going to be better than ever man.

You gotta come back there and things are going to be cool.

Come on, buddy, let's go!

Ricky, let go of me. Let go of me!

Come on.

Let go of me, Ricky!

Get away from me, Ricky.

Ricky...

Look, I'll take you and Randy back to the park.

I know what we need to do here. Trust me on this.

Come on, Randy. Come on, let's go!

See all these wires here They're live so be careful, okay?

I want you to get rid of all these wires, get rid of all this tubing Clean the f*cking carpets 'cause they're f*cked.

Go to his bedroom. Try to set something up he can sleep on There's a tub, shower and a sink out back.

Bring those in, find some f*cking parts somewhere, and install those and make sur they're working in the bathroom.

Then I'll give you two cheeseburgers. Simple as that.

Double cheeseburgers, Ricky.

Hey, listen. That would be three or four cheeseburgers, wouldn't it? I said two, okay?

Same amount of buns.

Randy, two f*cking cheeseburgers.

Take it and leave it. Here's a little piece of hash.

Go to the stove, get stoned and get to work.

I can't get stoned, Ricky.

What do you mean?

It's shitty work. Everybody does that, alright Carpenters, electricians, dishwashers, floor cleaners, lawyers, doctors, f*cking politicians, CBC employees, principals...

People who paint the lines on the f*cking roads.

Get stoned, it'll be fun. Get to work.

Oh, this is most important Go down to the sh*t-Mart, I need a bag of chicken chips.

If they don't have chicken, get me dill pickle.

And I want a chocolate milk, okay? Here's some money.

Ricky...

Give me a kiss. Give me a kiss.

Julian! What are you doing, Julian?

Put him down!

Put him down. Go on get, you miserable bastard!

What are you doing?

Give me the swish, Julian.

Oh, Bubbles, don't.

Give it!

Don't take my swish.

Look, just hand me... Julian Bubbles...

Julian, here look, I'm sorry Here, get this in you.

This will clear your brain out That's the lowest I've ever seen him.

Drunk on swish, dancing around with an old f*cking dirty dog, eating pizza crusts off the f*cking ground!

Made me sad.

Here, hold that.

You are coming home with me and that's all there is to it.

You get that in you.

There you go. That'll fix your brains up Hey?

Ah...

Thanks, buddy.

There you go.

Those other clothes of yours smell like dog pee, Julian Now stop complaining and hurry up.

Julian, are you almost done?

I'm gonna have an accident out here.

What do you think?

I look like a d*ck!

You got anything else in there I can put on?

Nothing that's going to fit you.

But I mean, I think it looks pretty good.

I used to rock those pants How's it going, Randy? Did you get everything done?

Almost. Are those my burgers, Ricky?

That's my burger, right?

No, Barb made these for me I want my frigging burger, Rick!

Randy, I'll get yours later. You didn't even finish the job f*ck off, Randy! f*ck you!

You get the f*cking chicken chips, you f*cking assh*le Give me that back, you f*cking d*ck!

Let go of it!

Stop grabbing it!

Get your hands off it! Get your f*cking hands off it!

It's mine!

Smokey!

f*ck! What the f*ck!

Jesus Christ!

What in the f*ck?!

What are you doing? Give me that!

I'm trying to sh**t whoever f*cking sh*t me! Jesus Christ!

Randy, how could you do that?

Do what?

What you were doing with Ricky?

I wasn't doing anything with Ricky.

Is that a f*cking bow and... You f*cking sh*t me!

It was an accident, Ricky. I was trying to sh**t a blue jay I'll show you a f*cking blue jay!

Ricky, it was an accident. You can call the cops on Laheyu for getting sh*t with an arrow, but he can call the cops on yo for f*ring a handgun off in the trailer park.

They cancel out.

That doesn't even make sense It's even, Ricky.

I don't have the right people words to make you understand the way it means to me, but something's f*cked up here Hold still, Ricky.

Ah! f*ck!

Get out of here!

Ricky, you owe me two double cheeseburgers for cleaning up Julian's trailer.

I never said doubles. I never said f*cking doubles Where's my chocolate milk and chicken chips?

Ricky, go home!

f*ck you!

And f*ck your cheeseburgers!

Everybody calm down!

For f*ck's sakes, is this all about cheeseburgers?

Yeah.

Well, Randy, I've got burger meat and cheese at my shed.

I'll cook some up for you on the barbeque if that'll diffuse the situation.

Thanks, Bubs. Randy and I are going home now.

Holy f*ck!

No way, Mr. Lahey. I need a cheeseburger.

Come on, Bubbles.

Alright, hang on!

Where's your bun, Randy?

Here it is.

There. Drive that into you then.

Thanks, Bubbles.

Randy, don't eat that!

What the f*ck are you doing here? Stay away from me!

You see this? You see that? Can't even get it out.

Randy, look. Listen..., I know things have been rather tough on you lately so I made you this cheeseburger.

Thanks Mr. Lahey.

It's a lot better than store-bought, Randy.

My god, there's feathers hanging out of it.

That's made out of an old blue jay.

Here, Bubbles. I don't need this anymore.

You guys are f*cked!

You're going to eat that old blue jay burger. Ah..

What do you think of that, Randy?

It's good. It's good. A little gamey, but good.

Great.

Let's go home, Mr. Lahey Jim, here's your home back It's time for you to be completely honest with me.

Alright? No more little games, Rick.

Just tell me the truth, please I won't get pissed off.

Can you get this f*cking arrow out of my arm?

Yes.

Everything's going to be cool.

Cool.

You promise?

I promise you man.

Let's just tell him, Ricky.

Come with me, and you're not going to f*cking believe this, buddy Ricky...

Are you alright?

Yeah.

Look, Julian, I know this looks really f*cked up, man.

But when you guys went to jail, I was bored.

I developed this new kind of weed and it's growing like f*cking nuts, man.

These were this big a month and a half ago, little tiny clones And I put them in this little test field and I don't know what the f*ck happened to them but look at these things!

It's Mars! I'm telling you, it's Mars!

Julian, Mars hasn't been this close to the earth in 60 thousand f*cking years and we plant this weed and Mars is pulling it right out of the ground.

It's one of those miracle things, man, they talk about I'm telling you, buddy.

I can't f*cking believe you guys did this.

Julian, don't freak out. I'm sorry, man.

But I had no one to look after me.

Look here, put your drink in your new glass.

Ricky...

You're a genius, man.

Listen, boys, we're gonna make a lot of money here with all this weed.

We should buy a f*cking island. Start our own country.

I don't know, have a flag and everything, man.

No more cops, no more Lahey.

Think about how perfect that would be.

Rick, Rick, Rick. No, no.

Maybe get a ferris wheel We're not going to buy an island, we're going to buy the trailer park.
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