Car Dogs Page #2

Hey, you feeling froggy,

Reynolds, just jump.

You know, come

to think of it, mark,

with all the rope you've given

Scott this last six months,

you could have hung two people.

Oh, you son of a b*tch.

Let's go, you and me right now.

Like I said, Boyd, you're

only tough when he's around.

Well, try that sh*t when he's

not around, motherf***er.

Hey! Hey!

'Cause I will kick

your motherfucking ass, man!

I will break your f***ing neck!

Woman:
Hey! Hey!

You know, if I thought

it would help,

I suggest the two of you just drop

your pants and get it over with,

but I'm afraid that wouldn't

pan out so well for Reynolds.

You're damn right it won't.

Actually, with the size

of your dick, Sharon,

my money's on you.

Ah. Ah. Not today.

You know, one of these days,

I'm gonna let him

beat the sh*t out of you.

Oh, are you?

Are you, really?

Hey, can we get back to selling

cars and my little problem?

Yeah. I heard.

So what's his deal?

Other than he wants to

unwind, I don't know.

Maybe he's coming

out of the ether.

That or his old lady told

him to bring it back.

Okay, well, just so you know,

I'm not unwinding sh*t,

not today.

Man:
You guys

f***ed me here!

I told the both of you I

need to speak to the owner.

I know my rights.

I'm returning this car.

No. No. Sharon, I told you

I am not unwinding sh*t.

I don't care how mad he gets,

he better enjoy his new car,

and if he has

a problem with that,

then he better

find himself a new wife.

Yo, boss.

What?

Yours is sitting in your office.

Where's the owner?

I know my f***ing rights.

Sh*t.

Sharon:
You can

say that again.

I need to speak to the

owner right f***ing now!

Mark, line two.

Mark, line two.

Right f***ing now!

Sharon:
You can

say that again.

I need to speak

to the owner right now!

No. No, Sharon, I told you

I am not unwinding sh*t.

Yo, boss.

Pull your heads

out of your asses

right now, because the

clock is ticking.

Look, I know it's not easy working for

your old man, but you gonna have...

Don't go there.

Mother-daughter two-car

deal, where we at?

They'll be here in an hour.

Better be.

My name's Tyler.

No, it's green pea.

You get a name

when you sell a car.

Whatever it takes!

I've had to do some things

that I'm not exactly proud of.

Mark, they believe you,

and you go,

and you pull this sh*t.

Bullshit, Boyd!

I need someone to step up.

What do you need me to do?

Some of us have to fight.

It's what you have to do

to get what you want.

F*** you.

What do I tell them?

What do you tell them?!

What's the catch?

You still don't get it,

do you, mark?

But if I were you,

I would tell them to hit

300 f***ing cars.

Now, do you understand me?!

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