10x03 - A Three Tiered sh*t d*ke

[bunniefuu]

Oh, f*ck!

Holy f*ck!

f*cking, g*dd*mn
ragtail shitrats!

What the f*ck are
you looking at?

You find this amusing?

This is f*cking ridiculous!

Show me some f*cking love,
will you, please?

Oh, perfect.

I'm down half a pint.

I'm going to need
a little liquid courage.

I f*cking work
too g*dd*mn hard,

let a couple of selfish
f*cking priss... priss birds

come and swoop in and
take all this away! Barb!

Barb! It's gone on
too f*cking long!

I want you and all your sh*t
out of here now or else!

Or else what, Jimbo?

What are you
going to do,

come in here and
b*at us all up?

Yeah, an ex-cop
b*ating women!

I can see the
headlines now.

Yeah, one of you isn't
even really a woman!

You better watch
your g*dd*mn mouth

or I'll choke your meat
whistle until it pukes!

B... Barb! Come on!

Come on out and have
a civil conversation.

Show a little compassion
for my situation here,

would you please?

Is that enough
compassion for you?

Would you f*ck
the f*ck off, fucker?

Don't make me
hurt you.

You're f*cking
old, frail,

and f*cking drunk!

Strength! Strength!

Strength! Strength!
Strength!

f*cking assh*le.
g*dd*mn liar!

So we're really
going to do this

in broad daylight, are we? Yup.

Because people think
no-one's dumb enough

to do it in
broad daylight,

but guess what?
I am.

What are the other boys saying?
They're totally down.

They're going to meet
us there with truck.

All right.

You guys
ready to go?

Don't be f*cking
teasing him.

Hey, man. Who are you
trying to be, Biker Fonzie?

I'm not trying to
be f*cking Fonzie.

Fonzie was a p*ssy. What
are you laughing at?

Nothing, I was just...

That... looks like
a bit of a cock.

I was just laughing
at that maybe.

I think it looks
tough, man.

It does look tough.
You sure you're okay?

You sure you should be
doing this with us?

Why shouldn't I,
Ricky?

I like doing
illegal stuff.

As much as
the next guy.

Give me a f*cking g*n.
Let's get 'er going.

Do you want a g*n? I'll
give you my back-up.

You don't need a g*n!

Why not? I... Give
me that f*cking...

Give me the
f*cking g*n!

You're not
taking a g*n!

I'm saying I would.

Shotgun, m*therf*ckers!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You've got to be
f*cking kidding me!

No, we're part
of this job.

Yeah, we're the brains
of the operation.

Didn't Ricky
tell you?

What the f*ck is
going on here?

They're not
coming with us!

This is the
deal, Julian.

Either Lucy goes
or I don't go.

This is the only way I
can f*cking do this, man.

And Lucy's the
kind, you know,

she's good at problem-solving.
I think we need her.

f*ck, there's going
to be too many of us.

They have no experience
doing this sh*t.

But I love Lucy,
Julian,

and Lucy wants
Sarah to come.

So, unless they go,
then I can't go.

I know it's f*cked,
but love it or like it.

He's talking at two
different levels...

I know what he's
doing, Bubbs.

You girls ready
to break the law?

Yeah, f*cking right!

Well, let's
f*cking do this!

What, I'm in
the back seat?

Are you f*cking
kidding me?

You can get in the
trunk if you want.

Back seat's cool.

The back seat's
where I always sit.

It's where the cool
people hang out.

Wah!

Hey, man.

Talk to you right quick?

I know that, like, we was
going to the park today,

you know m'saying,
and spit some sh*t,

show Marsha
how we do.

But some work sh*t came
up, y'know I'm saying?

Can't make it today.

I ain't give a f*ck.

Midterm's coming up and I
want my science game tight.

No need to act so hard.
Know I'm saying?

How about you and Marsha go
to the park and start...

and I'll join you all
sluts when I'm done.

And quit f*cking
with the science bogish.

I am not going
to the park

with that red pepper
bitch. f*ck that.

I know you want to
watch your mouth, dawg.

Marsha's dope.

If you gave her a chance
you would know that.

Dad, you choosing
her over me,

talking with that
gringo accent?

sh*t's wack, man.

Hey, Flurry.
What's up, now?

Straight up chillin',

gettin' my biology on.
Oh, word?

You dissecting fetal
pigs and sh*t?

Dope, fam.

Are we movin' on up?

Okay?

See? She ain't
my family.

You and T
are my family.

If you leave me up in
here with that bitch,

I'm bouncing. f*ck that.

Where is the beef?

Bonita, okay?

Don't worry, I'll take
you with me on the job.

You don't have to give a
f*ck, y'know I'm sayin'?

But she could use a bit of support!
As could I.

- Hey, Flurry.
- Hey, Flurry.

You can't blame your old man
for trying to take a dicking,

you know what
I'm saying?

People think that when
you're trying to steal,

you're supposed to do it at
night and wear masks and sh*t.

f*ck that! Broad daylight, a few
pylons, worker vests... it's easy.

This job is f*cking lame,
but it's good money.

Right on, Julian, it's got
to be , bucks

worth of bikes here, man.
At least, man.

All right, boys,
give me a hand.

It's going to take all of us
to lift this f*cking thing up.

Uh, Ricky, why don't
you use the tow winch?

That's what it's for.

Why don't you f*cking... stop
sounding so f*cking dumb?

You're just pissy 'cause she
had the idea before you did.

Hey!

Cops! Easy, Ricky.

They're not cops, just
f*cking campus dicks!

- Hey, guys.
- Hey, how are you doing?

Good. What's, uh,
what's going on here?

Just doing our
f*cking jobs.

What the f*ck you guys doing?
Wait, what job?

Swapping out the bike racks.
With bikes still on them?

Yes, with f*cking
bikes still on them.

What do you want us to do?
Track down every owner

around all these f*cking stupid
classrooms, try to find them?

Think about that. This
is the old model .

There's lead and
"asbestosos" in them and...

It was supposed to be
done two years ago.

You didn't hear
about this?

These are really, really
f*cking dangerous.

Oh, sh*t, no. I haven't heard
anything about that. Have you?

No. We can check
with Danny, though.

Yeah, yeah,
check with Danny.

Who's Danny, your f*cking boss?
Yeah. Yeah.

Danny Danny? Oh, my f*ck!

I used to run the whole
f*cking show here.

Danny worked for me.

Bit of a f*cking idiot,
if you ask me, but...

Anyway, check with
him if you want.

It just means I'm going to have
to fill out a ton of paperwork.

He's probably going to make
you guys fill out paperwork

all f*cking day, if
you want to do that.

Go ahead, I guess.
It's just...

I was hoping
to get this done

before more people
die of the poisoning.

Does Danny let you
guys smoke hash?

Randy!

Hey, big guy!

Barb. Donna.

Oh, you remember my
friend Candy from jail?

Now, Randy, I, uh,

I need your help
with something.

You know that I'm taking
Julian to court, right?

Well, I need you to testify
that, uh, Jim was wasted

when he signed
over the park.

I can't do that. I
work for Julian now.

You know, Randy,
it's...

it's no secret that
I never liked you.

The feeling's
mutual, Barb.

Yeah? Well, I'm going
to win this case

and you are
going to testify.

So we can do this
the easy way

or we can do
it the, um,

the not-so-nice way.
Well, I'm not doing it.

So what's the
not-so-nice way?

Ahhh!
Ah! Frig off!

Ahhhh! Let go!

So, um...

so, I tell you what.

You have a little bit
of a think about that

and get back
to me, okay?

See ya.

See ya.

I actually got some good
hash on me right now.

I'll give that to you. Sure.

Yeah, try that out.

So are we good here? 'Cause I'd
like to get this done fast.

We should have
these bikes back

right on a new rack...
, minutes.

Something like that.
minutes?

Yeah, I'm going to
paint it orange too.

It's going to look a lot better
than the black. Oh, nice.

The black's kind
of lame, yeah.

Yeah. We all good? Want to...
smoke this with me?

I could probably... yeah...
probably have a little blast. Yeah?

Let us get these
loaded and we'll...

Where do you guys smoke around here?
Just over there somewhere?

We've got to do some more
rounds, but then it's...

it's just behind the library over there..
There's a couple of spots.

All right, we'll meet you
there in , minutes,

something like that. Awesome, guys.
Sounds good.

Tell, uh, tell
Danny I said hi.

Randy Lahey. Nice to meet you guys.
Randy?

Yeah, nice to meet you too.
All right.

Nice to meet you, Randy. Okay.
See you in a bit.

See you in, like,
minutes.

- Sounds good.
- Yeah?

Thanks for the hash, man.
Thanks, guys.

All right. Thanks a lot.
Thanks, guys.

Wow. f*cking idiots.

All right, boys, let's
get these loaded...

Swap them out
for the new ones.

Mr. Lahey!

Why did you sic Barb and
those b*tches on me?

Thanks a lot.
They att*cked me.

Oh! Did they, Randy?

Well, big f*cking deal!

I didn't sic those
sh*t-witches on you, Randy,

and I don't f*cking
appreciate your tone.

So why don't you
just f*ck off

and leave me alone?

Oh yeah? Well,
maybe I will then.

You know, I just thought that
you cared about me enough

not to drag me
into this sh*t-mess!

Thanks a lot. Why don't you
have another drink, Mr. Lahey?

Randy,
I'm not drunk.

I'm just...
I'm sorry.

I'm under a lot of
pressure right now.

Randy... this used
to be my sanctuary.

I was happy here, Randy,
it was almost perfect.

But I'm being
destroyed, bud.

I was... I was like a
beautiful little buttercup

floating down a heavenly,
peaceful stream.

Not a care in the
world, Randers.

Then all of a sudden,

out of nowhere,

this... three-tiered
sh*t-d*ke appeared

and blocked my way
and my...

and my peaceful little
journey down the stream

came to an abrupt
and shitty end.

Randy...

what did they
do to you?

It's horrible,
Mr. Lahey.

I... I was so afraid
and felt so helpless.

Oh, Randy,
let me use

some of this wonderful
healing cream.

Thanks, Mr. Lahey.

Ohhh...

Doesn't that feel good, bud?
Yeah.

Ohhh...

Look, that'll take
away some of the...

some of the bruising.

It's... ohhhhh...

Randy-fandy-
fo-fanders.

Randy...

Feel good, bud?

Think we should
stop, Mr. Lahey?

Maybe you're
right, Randy.

Don't let them ruin this for you, Mr.
Lahey.

You've got
to get back

to floating down
that nice stream.

Right.

See you, Randers.

Hey, Frank, what's
cracking, man?

Do you want some
hot bikes, dawg?

Oh, whoa!

Oh... titanic
f*cking idiots!

You bring this
sh*t here with...

f*cking cameras and
people watching?

Man, be cool,
be cool!

They with us, man.

Cool. You know what?
Tell you what...

f*ck off, okay?

I ain't
interested, okay?

Ain't interested,
don't want to hear it.

F-word,
I feel you, dawg.

Do you want us to bring
this stolen sh*t...

f*ck, that's...
Yeah.

That's smart though, dawg.
That is smart, yeah.

That is smart, dawg.

That way, coppers
won't see it, right?

Yeah, yeah.

Tyrone, I understand
where he's coming from.

He smokes a bale of
weed a day. Obviously.

Total banana-head.

But every once in a while
they stumble across something

that makes me money.

So I do business with them.

They're f*cking
idiots, though,

to be honest with you.

T, here's what
I'm saying, dawg.

What's up, I'm listening.

Less than two grand,
we gonna walk, aight?

I'm telling you right now,
these cheap m*therf*ckers

only gonna give
us $ , tops.

And who do
we have here?

That's that appraiser
mafk from the park

with his bearded
Barbapapa ass.

That is him too,
ain't it? I know.

Mahfuck, he like to eat.

I'll sell you
back to the circus,

you f*cking elephant.

Would you do
your job here?

Give me an appraisal.

I would say
to .

I'll give you
for the lot.

$ ! Are you crazy?

Frankie, you clowning, dawg!
It's got to be...

Them shits is worth
$ each, dawg.

Look at these
rust butts...

air wire suspension,
dawg, and a gel seat.

Who'd this belong
to, Dorothy?

We'll throw in the basket, dawg,
don't worry about that sh*t.

The rack's included too...
Look, I'll go $ ...

I'll go $
and that's it!

Imma call my mahfucker.
Imma tell you right now,

for free, dawg, he
ain't going for $ .

Hey, Julian, get this, dawg.
Call him.

F-word talking
about $ . Ha-ha!

Can you go any higher?
That's what he said.

Yeah. Two f*cking
doughnuts.

f*cking doughnuts?

Oh, you think
that's funny, dawg?

$ and
doughnuts.

That's what he
talking 'bout.

Are you f*cking
kidding me?

Just take it.
Jesus Christ!

Well... looks like

we need another
$ , boys.

You got $
for the bikes?

$ .
What the f*ck?

We can't do any more
of that bike sh*t.

That's ridiculous.

Hey, I can
hook up.

Get some parking
meters...

get some
money there.

We're not dealing
with f*cking change.

Laundromats, maybe?

Me and Cory roll the
change out of them.

That wouldn't be a problem.
Jacob!

I said we're not f*cking
dealing with change!

Well, it looks like
we have no choice.

We're going to need
two turnips in heat.

"Two turnips in heat"?

What the f*ck are
you talking about?

That's what
people say.

When things get f*cked, you
need two turnips in heat.

I don't know really
what it means.

I guess... cooks them
or gets them expanded...

it takes the f*cking
turnips to hold on...

No, Ricky... Have you
never heard this?

Ricky, it's
"turn up the heat".

No, I've heard that,

but this is "two
turnips in heat."

It's different.
No, it's not, Ricky.

You've got it mixed up, bud.
Boys...

It's "turn up the heat".
That's what they f*cking say

when you're in
a f*cked-up situation,

you need to get
two turnips in heat.

No. It's not two
turnips in heat!

- What is it, then?
- Turn up the heat!

No, you would turn
the f*cking heat up

to get the turnips cooked...!
Why, man?

Why are you trying to f*cking
cook turnips? Ricky...

How do you cook turnips, boys?
How? I don't...

It doesn't matter how! You
cook turnips with heat, Ricky.

There's nobody
disagreeing with that,

but the expression doesn't
involve turnips at all!

Maybe you haven't
heard it.

Maybe you haven't heard...
Nobody's heard it!

Turnips are a whole different
f*cking animal, aren't they?

Turnips are f*cking
vegetables, Ricky!

Well, whatever they are, they cook
differently from everything else,

and, if you can get them
f*cking cooked or heated up,

then you're going to figure everything...
Yeah, Ricky, look...

I can't listen
to this...!

If you can figure that out...
Ricky, look at me!

What? Turnips aren't
involved in the expression.

Well, that's just your
f*cking opinion, isn't it?

Anyway, if I think
about two turnips

and get them to
with heat...

when you turn up the heat to get
the f*cking turnips in heat...

I think about breaking into houses
with f*cking alarm systems.

That's what we need
to do. It's easy money.

Me and the old man
used to do it.

Break into houses with alarm systems?
Mm-hmm.

What are you
talking about?

Well, if you've got
a f*cking alarm,

those little stickers
that say, "Hey,

look at all my f*cking
awesome stuff in here!"

That's what you
want to look for...

Yeah, but Ricky, then when the
alarm starts f*cking blaring,

it's also saying, "Hey,
I'm getting robbed!

Police, get here
quickly please!"

But boys, if we
have enough hands...

You break in, you f*cking
smash the door in,

pick the lock, whatever,
you've got five,

ten minutes before
the cops show up.

Cops are f*cking slow
and dumb, remember that.

So we go in, grab as
much sh*t as we can,

we're gone before
the f*cking cops come.

It's easy.
Okay, all right.

Unless anybody has a better
idea, let's f*cking do it.

So just like that,

that's the
f*cking plan now?

Break into houses
with alarms?

What else are we going to do, Bubbs?
What the f*ck else are we going to do?

Yeah, Mr. Turn Up
The f*cking Heat!

Never heard the real expression.

I'll get Lucy
and Sarah then.

No, Lucy And Sarah aren't
coming on this job.

Why? They're f*cking
useless, Ricky!

They've got hands.
It doesn't matter!

Cory and f*cking
Jacob have hands!

Their hands are f*cking
dumb though, aren't they?

You're f*cking dumb!

Julian, I need to
borrow some ice!

What the f*ck happened
to your tits, Randy?

Why the f*ck are
your nipples purple?

I don't want to frigging
talk about it, Ricky.

You hooked the f*cking vacuum cleaner
up to them again, didn't you?

I did not!

Julian,
where's your ice?

It's back there.

Just leave two bucks
there, ice up your tits,

get back at the f*cking gate.
Let's go, boys.

You look like you're on
"Wild Kingdom", Randy.

The purple-titted
manatee!

Jesus Christos, mahfucker's
late every time.

The clutch is sticking
pendejo,

ju know what
I'm saying?

Yo, man, you need to drop
that fake accent, man.

That sh*t is whack and people
are starting to talk about it.

What you sayin', dawg?

Marsha ain't down with
non-Spanish-ass mahfs,

you know I'm sayin'?
What am I supposed to do,

lose the best thing that ever
happened to me in my lifes?

That's the best thing that
ever happened to you, man?

Let me tell you something
real quick, dawg.

MC Flurry's the best thing
that ever happened to a mafk.

That little meefk, he need a
muhfucker right about now,

you what I'm sayin'?
Hos, they come and go,

but your boy your boy for
life, s'all I'm sayin'.

I hear you, dawg, but why
the f*ck do you think

I'm doing all this,
you know'm sayin'?

I want to provide
a picture-perfect liz-ife,

you know what I'm sayin',
for that little-ass mafk.

Yeah, I feel you,

but you're trying too hard,
you know I'm sayin'?

This sh*t ain't real.
J-Roc is real

and if it ain't
broke, don't fix it

is what
I'm sayin', dawg.

Feel me?

Back atcha,
m*therf*cker.

But at the same time,
that's what I'm up against,

you know what
I'm sayin', right?

- Crazy, dawg.
- Are ju okay?

Yah, believe it or not,

I'm walking on the air.

Huhh?

Crazy, man.
Let's roll, man.

Let me open the
door for you.

Oh... Ju have
a lot to drink?

Too much Long Island
iced tea.

Scooch over!

Hello? This is George Green
from up the street

looking for my dog.

Who is it?

For f*ck's sakes...
Never mind!

f*ck!

Hello! This is Randy Lahey
from up the street

looking for my dog.

Just a minute.

Holy f*ck, doesn't
anybody work anymore?

This one's perfect, boys!

What y'all doing?

Playing chess.
Aight then.

Who dis?
Ay, I'm Mary.

Ay, what up, Mary?
Nuttin', sir.

Aight then, you don't
have to call me sir.

Just sayin'. Call me
J to the R-O, huh!

Aight, then.

Hey, Flurry, you want
to go to the park,

spit right quick?

No, I'm good.

Come on, dawg.

Keep up your rap
responsibilities,

you know I'm sayin'?
Be a man.

Yeah, and where would
I find an example

of one of those
m*therf*ckers?

Flurry. Do your friend
want to stay for suppers?

That's a great
idea, Marsha!

Ju should stay
for suppers.

No, I'm good.
I'm going to Mary's.

They got normal
food up in there.

Not any of this
burrito bull-ish.

Yeah! We're having
sloppy joes.

I enjoy sloppy joes
from time to time,

but you will not disrespect
your mother to her face.

Stay for her taquitos.
They are wonderful.

That skeez ho doesn't
even know my name.

Mac Flurries. What's
my name bitch?

Mac Flurries.

See? Told you.

Let's go.
f*ck this.

We got about
three minutes tops

to grab the most expensive
sh*t you can carry, all right?

For f*ck's sakes!
You guys ready?

Let do it.
f*cking stupid locks!

f*ck this!

Wait, boys. Maybe I
should wait out here.

We need a lookout. Bubbles,
you can't dress like that

and be a p*ssy.
Come on, man.

We need all the hands we can get!
Come on, let's go!

You'll be fine,
you'll be fine!

- Here's a purse!
- Whoa, look what I got!

Oh, I'm taking this sh*t.

I'm taking this... Cory,
that's a f*cking VCR,

that's... three bucks!

Take something expe...
f*ck, cops, boys!

Let's go, everybody out!
Let's go!

f*ck! Let's go!

Oh, my f*ck!

For f*ck's sakes!

That wasn't three
f*cking minutes!

What are you talking about...?

Cory and Jacob,
take all the stuff!

Go into the woods! Are
you guys coming with us?

No, we're going to distract the cops.
You'll be fine.

Go, go, go! Go through there!
Go, go, go! All right...

split up and pretend
you're looking for my dog.

f*ck's sakes!

Show us your hands!
Calm the f*ck down.

They're right here. The
guys you want are out back.

They ran to the woods
with a bunch of stuff

from the f*cking
house there.

There's two guys.
One guy had a big gut,

no shirt,
purple tits.

The other guy's
a bit older,

head looked a bit
like an onion,

kind of bald...
khaki clothes,

and I think he may have
pissed himself, to be honest.

Well, who are you?
What are you doing here?

Donnie Trevorson.
Looking for my dog.

Heard the alarms, came
over to check it out.

What are they doing? It's a
news team that's doing a story

on all the dogs that are
f*cking running away.

I got a bunch of people
here helping me look.

Boys, did you find
anything? Any luck?

He's not over here.

Oh, yeah, there
you go. See?

No, don't see him in the
bushes or anywhere.

All right, well, thanks a
lot, guys, for trying,

for f*ck's sakes. Well,
what kind of a dog is he?

Actually, he's a rare
golden Chinese...

husky doodle
retriever.

It's the only one in the... North
of the Americas, to be honest.

Look, guys, we're on
your f*cking side here.

I tried to tackle
the fat guy.

He slipped through my arms
like a f*cking oiled-up seal.

I just really need to
find this f*cking dog.

Please. Like, I love this
thing more than anything.

It's f*cking
k*lling me right now.

Will you put
out an APB

on two B&E suspects
running through the woods

near Colby Village South.

One's a bigger guy, no
shirt on, purple tits.

Uh, the other guy's wearing
khaki clothes, bald,

and may have
pissed himself.

May have
pissed himself.

- He did, for sure.
- Pissed himself.

And we also have a, uh,
missing dog in the area.

A golden Chinese, uh,
husky retriever doodle.

Owner's pretty
upset. Over.

All right. - .

Guys, thanks a lot.
It means a lot and...

good luck with your stuff.
Hey...

Hope it works out.
You too.

Okay.
Love you guys.

Okay, guys, I guess the dog's
not going to f*cking come back.

We may as well just
go home and take a break,

have a couple of drinks...

come back at some point.

Jesus Christ, Dad!

We were supposed to get married and
now they're probably going to jail.

This is great!
f*cking great!

Well, they're probably too
f*cking dumb to go to jail.

I told you no f*cking
jobs without me.

I tried to f*cking come
and find you guys...

Oh, you tried to come and
f*cking find us, Ricky?

You couldn't have looked very hard.
We were here the whole time.

Now, if we'd been with you,
this wouldn't have happened.

You know what, Ricky?
Even by your standards,

this is f*cked! For
the love of Christ!

Sarah!
Just get the f*ck out of here!

Oh, my God!
Just go!

Look, I ain't
f*cking sorry.

I did this because
I love this family.

I love
what we have here.

I don't want
to f*cking move.

You're right.

I should have taken you
with us. I f*cked up.

But I love you both
more than anything.

Please, can we try to move past this?
You know, Ricky,

I'm just trying to see
if this is worth it.

This life, it's
hard on the head.

What the f*ck
are you saying?

What the f*ck is that
supposed to mean?

What that means is that if
you break the law again...

I mean, anything...
we're f*cking done

and you will lose
this family forever.

Are we clear?

Crystal, yeah.

Okay, with
that painting

and depending on what
was in those purses,

we're looking at five or
eight grand easy, man.

Five...! Julian.

You're f*cking bananas,
I'm telling you.

I watched
"Storage Wars" marathons.

You're going to be lucky to
get bucks for that stuff.

Bubbs, that whole f*cking...
That show's a setup, okay?

They don't know what the
f*ck they're talking about.

Well, they know
more than this.

There's no way that's
f*cking five grand.

Hey, boys.
Hey, man.

Any word from those two
f*cking wood sluts?

Not yet.
f*ck's sakes.

Can't you f*cking just
ask me for a glass?

Because of those two
mosquito-d*ck fruit b*tches,

I almost f*cking
broked up with Lucy.

I promised never to
break the law again.

Like ever, never
f*cking again!

Good times.
The good news is,

we got more than enough
money to pay Steinberg.

Nice!
We don't know that yet.

You don't know that. We
definitely have enough money.

I think your
calculations are f*cked.

What the f*ck
happened to you guys?

We were hiding in the
woods with all the stuff

and then there
were dogs after us.

Uh, then we got attached
by a flock of porcupines.

And we packed
and ran.

Ok, where the f*ck
is all the stuff?

It's cool, man.
I hid it in the lake.

- In the lake?
- Like, underwater?

Yeah, man, but I
had to think fast,

you know what I'm saying?
So I put it there.

No one's going to
check there though.

Oh, so the f*cking
electronics

are now underwater
with all the stuff.

That's awesome, Cory.

Yeah, well, at least I know
exactly where we left it.

You guys are f*cking
stupid! Do you know that?

Do you realize how
f*cking stupid you are?

I told you the
f*cking hams were dumb,

and now they're f*cking covered
in "porcupic" feathers.

Stupid idiots. Think we're still
look at f*cking five grand, Julian?

Well, you know
what this means, Rick?

We're going to have to
use the wedding money.

Hmmph!
Not a f*cking chance.

Yeah, please, Julian. We
can't use the wedding money.

You can't expect
them to do that.

Okay then,
I give up.

I'm just going to sit
here and get drunk,

eat these shitty
f*cking pretzels

and not worry about
a thing, boys.

Have fun.
Let's f*cking do it.

What are you talking
about, give up?

You can't give up. You
always figure things out.

Bubbs, Barb's going
to come in here,

take over the park;
We're going to have to move.

I mean, we're not going
to find a better setup

than what we have there,
us living together.

I'm sure we can
find something though.

A block away, maybe, or two.

What? It'll all work out, man.

f*ck it.

What are you talking about?
We can't...

We've got to figure
it out somehow.

No, you guys got
to figure it out,

'cause I don't give a f*ck.

Ricky,

let's just think
about this. I mean...

You know I would never
f*cking ask you

to do something with your
wedding money normally, but...

Let's just think
about this.

Maybe if it was just
a short-term loan.

You know, I could
promise you...

We could promise you to
get it back right away.

I'll do whatever the f*ck
it takes, any kind of job.

Well, I can't break the f*cking
law anymore, you remember that?

Well... you
won't have to.

We'll figure it
out, maybe...

Julian, we could
do something.

Couldn't we?
Probably could, yeah.

Of course, it would be, like, a
short-term loan with interest.

With interest,
maybe...

Ricky?

f*cking Jesus, boys.

I mean... I guess
I'll do it.

I love you guys.

I'm f*cking
trusting you.

Especially you,
Bubbles.

I need this f*cking
money back right away.

Well, you'll get it.
Do not f*ck me!

We'll get it back, won't we, Julian?
You'll get your money back.

Promise him.
I promise you.

There.

Is that a deal?
We're all good?

Just one condition.

What? You've got to get
rid of this getup, man.

You went from, like,
being a really cool guy

to trying
to look cool.

Now you look like
a f*cking d*ck.

Why? I don't
look like a d*ck.

I look like
Billy Idol.

You don't look like
f*cking Billy Idol.

You look
like a d*ck.

Ricky?

Do I look
like a d*ck?

- Yeah.
- Come on, Bubbs.

♪ With a rebel yell ♪

♪ She cried more, more... ♪

No?
Lose it, Bubbs.

f*ck! f*ck! f*ck off! f*ck!...

f*ck off! Jesus Christ!

f*ck.

f*ck off.