Reno 911!: Miami Page #3

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- We ain't got no place to stay.

- We've been on a bus for days.

- There's no-

- You're not in there for hotel rooms. Sorry.

- Hotel room keys...

are with the registration packets,

the brochures and the laminates.

And give us all of those

right now, please.

You can't have them because

you're not in my system.

- What are we gonna do?

- You know what?

I'll tell you what we're gonna do.

We don't need these guys.

- No, we don't.

- No.

- F*** 'em.

- We have each other.

- Well, that wasn't-

- That's not-That's not better.

- No, what I meant is...

we'll go someplace even nicer-

That's what we'll do.

[Car Alarm Blaring]

- [Gunfire]

- [Woman Screams]

Hola.

Scheie.!

- Hi.

- Hello.

- How are you?

- Hello. Good.

How are you?

Welcome to International Inn.

How many of them are you

for my rooms?

Uh, there's eight of us

for your rooms.

Eight. How- How many

rooms do you need? One?

- Uh, we would prefer eight.

- [Junior] Eight.

Let's go see the entire hotel,

shall we?

- I'll take you on a quick tour.

- Well-

Then you can all get back

to your suck fest.

Uh, A:
We're not here for a suck fest,

we're here for the convention.

- There's been a little mix-up, which is why-

- Okay, I like convention "toos."

- Okay.

- Look at me. I'm in a convention.

A f***ing suck fest convention

here at International Inn.

Hey, a**holes. More a**holes

for your big suck fest tonight.

How's the suck fest going, a**holes?

You know the suck fest in here?

[Laughs]

- How many rooms do you have, Glen?

- I have-

- I have- uh, six rooms.

- Just give us what you have.

- Can we have the keys to those?

- You can have keys to six rooms.

- Okay, gang, and we'll-

- This matches. Grab that one there.

- That's it.

- No, hey. Hey. Hey.

What are you doin'?

This motel is like-

It's like the kind of place you'd come to

if you wanted to get...

a good old-fashioned rapin'...

or a down-home murder.

Okay, gang,

I know we didn't get in.

- Yeah.

- I know we're not stayin'

at the nicest place in town.

But goddamn it,

we're in Miami, people.

- We're in "Mee-ami."

- It's true.

This city's got hot

Latin flavor up to its nuts.

Goddamn it. Let's go paint this town red.

Let's do it, huh?

- [Car Alarm Blaring]

- [Man] Hey, b*tch, you shut

that kid up, okay?

Thanks for drivin', man.

[Man]

No problem.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

[Clicks Tongue]

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

[Keys Hitting Ground]

Take the night off, Joe.

Need some assistance there, ma'am?

- [Screams]

- [Groans]

## [Singing, Indistinct]

- Hey, Clemmy.

- Jimbo.

- How ya doin'?

- [Laughs]

I'm so tired. I just feel like we've been here

for years and years and years already.

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