Another Day in Paradise Page #2

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We'll be gone a couple,

three weeks maybe.

Be fun, all right?

Okay, you got it.

You figure out what you want to do

with your girlfriend, okay?

If you want to bring her along,

that's fine with me.

Oh hey, send Danny down,

I gotta get him home.

- I'll see you tomorrow.

- Hey Ace, hey!

Shut the f***ing door,

it's hot out there.

Thanks, man.

Maybe he ain't coming.

You know he could be f***ing

with you, baby.

Naw baby, Mel is for real.

He is just coming late,

that is all. All right, babe?

All right baby, whatever you say.

You are the boss.

He sure is late.

He is not that late.

All right here he comes.

This better be him.

Hey, how is it going?

Hey, Ace.

Jeez-Louise, they are

f***ing babies.

Stop it!

You two are Bonnie and Clyde?

So are we.

I love desperados.

I do, don't I?

We are going to have

a really good time.

My name is Sidney.

But you can call me Sid.

- Hi.

- Hi.

Now my dimwitted

friend over here...

has what you call,

poor impulse control.

Aye-yi yi-yi.

Cock-suckers never eat

hair pie.

Now wait a minute, let me guess.

That is your luggage, right?

Which probably means you

have jeans and a tee-shirt?

Which means that we

are going to have to go shopping.

- We dropped the best acid...

- Shut up.

I'm going to take you

guys shopping.

I think you need

a whole new wardrobe.

I need a whole new wardrobe.

That is for sure.

You got a wardrobe

for ten people.

Melvin being the absent minded

professor type that he is,

he also forgot to mention that

you both are absolutely

f***ing starving to death.

Jesus Christ you schmuck,

look at them, they are bones.

- Bones...

- Poor babies.

Let's get these guys

something to eat

before they just blow out

the window like f***ing leaves.

- What do you say?

- Fine.

They do look like death eaten

on a cracker, don't they?

We are going on a road trip

and we will stop to eat.

Because we have road trip boogaloo.

- Boogaloo.

- Road trip boogaloo.

Aye-yi yi-yi

Your grandmother swims

after troop ships.

Drive the car, Melvin.

Did you like this

tongue this morning?

- You guys on acid?

- How long is this tongue?

Is this a long tongue?

How about this one?

Can yours move faster?

- Oh my God.

- Is that moving fast?

Yeah.

- Oh come on, don't be rude.

- Hey look where you are going.

You know, I figure you need

concentration.

You got to be perfect.

You need a nice light touch

for this kind of sh*t.

If that current is broken for

even like one-tenth of a second,

it is all over.

That is why they call them

contact alarms.

See?

That wire is live.

How long do I

got to do this for, man?

All day, all night

if that's what it takes.

Hey, there is no room for error, kid.

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