The Hollywood Knights Page #2

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Everybody is showing.

You know, there is gonna be a ton

of lead sleds in the block tonight.

Yeah, that's great. You know what?

Everybody'll think...

...we're a bunch of '50s

queers when they come in here.

Hey, how long you got

your brother's car for?

For as long as I like.

Yeah, sure.

Hey, Newbomb, I saw your

brother. He's a monster.

Do I look worried?

Do I appear worried?

Bimbeau.

Bimbeau. Bimbeau.

Hey, hey. Hey, hey.

What?

How do you think I'd look

in a mustache, huh?

Think I'd be better-looking

than I am already?

Perfect. Perfect jerk.

Good... Jerk? Good-looking.

Just like the guys

we bust every night.

No, that's perfect

for you.

Lawrence

Lawrence of Arabia

He's an English guy

He came to fight the Turkish

Okay, Clark, right there.

That's what I'm talking about.

"Lawrence of Arabia"

doesn't have any lyrics to it.

Doesn't have any words.

What do you mean?

It's music. It's music.

Hey, I've seen the movie four times.

And there were no words to it.

There are no words to that! Did

you hear what I was saying earlier?

Somewhere, I know that somebody,

I think, wrote lyrics to this song.

Horseshit. There are no words.

Horseshit?

Horseshit. There are no words to it.

Hey, Bimbeau. Bimbeau. Bimbeau.

Kiss my ass. All right?

Do the fake mustache and mark off

another spot, and that'll be your ass.

Hey, you want me to put an X on

my ass? You can find it that way.

Pull over here. I gotta take a

squirt. Will you? Give me a break.

Hey, these guys are lucky.

We're leaving them in Watts.

Last year we left them

in a bad neighborhood.

These guys are punks.

When I got into the Knights, I had to climb

a greased pole and they put eggs up my butt.

I know. You should suffer,

you know?

Let's go, guys. Out, out, out.

Everybody out.

It's initiation time. Let's go.

Come on, man.

Let's go.

This is not a party. You want a party?

Come back after initiation.

Get against the car.

Out of sight.

- Okay, drop them.

- What?

Get your clothes off!

Strip, man! Let's go.

You should be proud to be Knights.

Don't give me that look.

You're lucky. We used to tar and feather

the pledges. You know what I mean?

Wheatly, look at that. That

looks like a penis, only smaller.

Hey, listen,

go in the back there.

I want the tires out of the truck,

I want your clothes in.

Tires out, I want the clothes in.

What are we gonna do with the tires?

Here's the plan of action.

I want to see you and the tires

back at Tubby's at 2:00.

If you are not back by 2:00, I do

not want to see you back at all.

Because at 2:
00, gentlemen, I expect

to hear the dedication over the radio

that you've delivered the message

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