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You think about it, okay?

Tomorrow at 2.30.

Okay. Yeah, I hope I'll see you there

tomorrow at 2.30.

Where?

You guys really shine

in the f***ing Morris.

Dougie! Dougie!

Doug! Come out here, son.

Who the f*** is this guy?

Stop being mean to my friend!

They're his gay brother's.

What, you've never seen

figure skates before?

- Hey.

- Howdy.

F***.

I don't know what you sweethearts

are all laughing at.

One in nine last time I checked,

so shut the f*** up

and let this guy have his shot.

Coach, you're not going to

let this guy join the team?

You know, you're not joining

the Mousecapades, huh, buddy?

You're not trying out for the...

- The... What... The Capades.

- Spit it out.

You're a big boy.

Use your big boy words.

- Uhhhh.

- F*** it.

- Sh*t! Sh*t!

- Motherf***er!

Cocksucker!

Jesus Christ. Holy lick, boy.

It's just too bad those are your

team mates that you f***ed up.

- I'm sorry, sir.

- But on the bright side,

those are your team mates

that you f***ed up.

What do you say, son?

You want to be an Assassin?

- Yes. Yes.

- What number do you want to wear?

69!

Take the number 69, it's hilarious.

Is that number taken?

Dig it in, now! Dig it in!

You'll get better.

Push, push, push!

There you go, you got it.

Glatt! Glatt!

Excuse me.

Let's go!

Okay, pretty good, pretty good.

Way, way, way better.

Whoa!

Ross "The Boss" Rhea.

He is the master at f***ing guys up

one on one.

You see what Rhea's doing?

Grabbing on the meat right there?

Nothing is coming through

and you're tiring out.

Pow! Bam!

He lures you in by beating

the f*** out of you.

When you come in close to stop

the onslaught - boom! Uppercut.

Doug! Doug! Doug! Doug!

- 6,000 off!

- 5,000 off

The Thug hates crappy cars.

- Sorry, buddy.

- You're gonna f*** them up good.

- Coach, you wanted to see me?

- Yeah. Hey, Doug.

Come on in. Grab a chair.

There's something I want to

discuss with you.

I am truly f***ing proud of you.

I'm truly f***ing proud of you.

Imagine playing in a league,

where they actually played hockey.

- Your talent is wasted here.

- I don't know if I have any talent.

You've been touched by the

fist of God, for Christ's sake.

- Thank you, sir.

- I got a brother, Ron.

He's the coach and manager

of the Halifax Highlanders.

I've told him about you

and I think you can help him out.

It all starts with this player

he's got there, Xavier Laflamme.

Holy sh*t, could this guy dance

with a puck

and he could put

that cocksucker away too.

He's 100 % pure, natural scorer.

He ends up going number two

overall and Montreal grabs him.

Whoo! I'm number one!

Fourth game in the season,

it's the home opening, bam.

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