Jackass 2.5 Page #3

'cause he didn't have...

You're kind of like not hearing

what I'm saying.

I'm saying the carpet's melted.

-Yeah but that wasn't me.

-That was Dico's.

I fired a bazooka, he fired a rocket.

I don't care who it was! The carpet's...

Who's firing this in the house?

That was Dico,

'cause he fired the rocket.

That's a rocket. He did a bazooka.

-Yelling at me is pointless.

-Yeah, it is. 'Cause he...

-You know what?

-He did the carpet.

-It's unfair to yell at me, 'cause l...

-And I put it out.

Here. There's your rocket back.

I put it out.

-I was here to help.

-I'm so tired of burned-up carpet.

It's not my fault, Ape.

We were jamming music so much,

we just wanted to rock it.

I dare you to push that sh*t over.

Unlock it!

Unlock it, I'll let you out.

All right, buddy?

I'm sorry. I love you, bro.

Just unlock it. I'll get you out of there.

Come on, Bam, unlock it.

I so didn't even start.

I'm so sorry, buddy.

I didn't mean to do it.

You know, you just stirred up

so much sh*t in there.

Oh, God!

When we're shooting, everyone's

getting f***ed with, all the time.

Including myself.

Oh, f***!

And it got a little much,

where Tremaine couldn't even...

Couldn't even shoot anything on the set,

because I was just...

I could not stop.

Dude, sorry. Sorry, Jeff.

It was so uncomfortable that l

had to stand with my back to something,

so I could just see

anything coming at me.

Yeah, it's tough some days, man.

This is a crab on a C-clamp.

These C-clamps don't feel good,

especially on your ass.

Or the back of the arm. Oh, my God!

It's going to feel really bad

on the back of the arm.

-F***!

-F***! Damn! Sh*t!

-You've been crabbed!

-It's all right.

I'd love to get crabs from Knoxville.

-B*tch!

-Rolling.

Oh, f***.

F***!

Don't get me with that thing.

I think I got it enough.

Dude, you want these things to the left?

I'm done. I'm done. I'm done.

-I am f***ing done. I'm f***ing done.

-That's for the porta-potty.

-I'm done.

-That's for the...

-I'm f***ing done.

-Here. Here!

-Come here. I'll get it. I'll get it.

-Watch out.

-Rape face! Rape face!

-He was stuck in the porta-potty.

Oh, my God.

-Kick his ass.

-Kick his ass, Preston, f***!

I'm done with that. I'm done.

That's what I said. They play

too many practical jokes.

You can't get no rest

around these guys.

Don't fall asleep.

Hell, no. You better not

fall asleep around Jackass.

Best part was

when we sprayed him

with the water guns, in the cooler.

Yeah, that was my best part, too.

Well, we filled the water guns up

with pee, and we sprayed everybody.

What's going on?

I'm pissing into this water gun,

and I'm going to jump in the cooler

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