'd be out of work. - Bullshit!
"Why has that pig got a wooden leg?"
"Well," said the farmer,
"about 3 months ago..."
Look at that car!
Hey, Budsky, there's your girlfriend.
The Rodriguez Brothers!
We got the whole team here tonight,
let's settle this for good.
Let's do it!
- Pull over!
Shit, it's Bud!
Don't lose him!
Take it easy. Stop the car!
Motherfucker, come on!
What are you waiting for?
Motherfucker!
I kick your fucking ass! Come on!
Come on!
What'll you do with that bat?
You bad, Bud! This is going to
cost you plenty! - What do you mean?
How's your neck, Napoleon?
- Dh, my neck. Yeah. Dh shit!
I think I got whiplash!
Besides, this isn't a repo car.
- Bullshit! I got the papers on it.
We paid it off.
See, this is our favorite car.
That's right! You got insurance?
Come on, cocksucker!
Whose side are you on?
Let me loose, God damn it!
Shit! This is bullshit, Dly!
Yeah, that's what I said when the
marshal woke me at 4 in the morning.
Unfortunately, it's a summons.
You should have refused it.
- Have you read it?
The Rodriguez Brothers are suing us
for malicious damage, medical expenses
and harassment, for a car they own.
- The Rodriguez Brothers are...
you believe the Rodriguez Brothers?
They're a couple of scumbags!
I know, but we need to sit down
and get our stories straight.
You're taking their word over mine!
- I was there, remember?
Go home.
Take the rest of the week off.
The rest...? I can't take the...
Dh I get it, so that you can get
the 20,000 dollars for the Malibu.
Make it a fucking month!
- Well, fuck you.
Dn second thought,
don't bother coming back at all.
Great! I'll come back to get my stuff
when the place don't stink so bad.
Shut up!
Fucking trash!
I wonder how much they owe?
Most of them are on the run, not even
using their social security numbers.
If there was only a way
to make them pay...
Jesus, Bud, they're winos!
They don't have money.
Would they be bums if they did?
- Do you want out?
No!
- What's the matter with you?
Don't you like your job anymore?
I feel like we're not
communicating anymore.
When we first started out,
I thought I could teach you something.
Answer me!
I'm picking up the dead body.
I've got my hands around it.
I'm carrying his limp torso
to the truck.
He feels like he's
been dead only a little while.
Do you ever feel as if your mind
had started to erode?
No.
Ever been to Utah?
Sir, I represent the
"Helping Hand Acceptance Corporation."
Radiation, yes indeed!
You hear the most
outrageous lies about it.
Half-baked, goggle-boxed do-gooders
telling everybody it's bad for you.
Pernicious nonsense! Everybody could
stand 100 chest x-rays a year.
They should have them too.
When they cancelled the project,
it almost did me in.
Dne day my mind was ready to burst,
the next day, nothing!
Swept away.
But I showed them.
I had a lobotomy in the end.
Lobotomy? Isn't that for loonies?
Not at all.
A friend of mine had one.
Designer of the neutron bomb.
Ever heard of the neutron bomb?
Destroys people,
leaves buildings standing.
Fits in a suitcase so small, no one
knows it's there, until: blam!
Eyes melt,
skin explodes, everybody dead.
It's so immoral working on it,
it can drive you mad.
That happened to a friend of mine,
so he had a lobotomy.
Now he's well again.
What kind of car does he drive?
Chevy Malibu.
This is really a nice old car.
Why don't you let me drive?
What do you mean?
I don't know... I mean...
don't you feel funny?
Why should I feel funny?
The two hemispheres
are fundamentally at odds.
Hemisphere, hemisphere.
It's strange,
I do feel funny...
PARTY AT MILLERS
CU THERE!
Here's the young new waver
we've all heard so much about.
My old man used to
have a Mohawk.
He was in the service then.
He was such a monster,
I used to have to tell him no.
My old man was the same,
until we got married.
Hey Dly, your wife's all over Dtto.
Like flies on shit.