Trailer Park Boys: Countdown To Liquor Day Page #2

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Now, what the f*** do we have here?

You're not leaving the store!

Get on the f***ing ground!

Now, this is a f***ing robbery

'cause of these orange f*** fuckies!

Weldy, go clean out the till,

because of these guys right here,

this is now a robbery.

Sorry folks, the hunters f***ed this up.

I apologize.

You guys did f*** this up

for the charity. Now get up!

Yeah. I'm getting' up.

Get up! Get up and get the f*** out!

Go shoot your goddamn bunnies

and your f***ing gophers.

Okay. We're good.

We're good here.

All right. Thanks a lot.

Good job, everyone! Great robbery!

All right, now get this loaded

and stop f***ing around!

Later, f*** fucks!

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty, come kitty!

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty!

Come kitty! Come kitty!

Kitty come! Kitty come!

Kitty come! Kitty!

Kitties...?

Where the f*** are you guys?

Phil Collins...

Just keep at it.

Come on.

I don't know, boy. I don't know.

Thank God you're patient.

Phil Jacob?

Hey, Bubbles!

What's going on?

Go ask Lahey, at the new park.

F***!

New park?

Luxury estates is a testament

to inspiration

and a lot of work.

You know, when Ricky went back to jail,

it was like I was reborn.

Got off the hard liquor...

dropped 15 pounds,

got back to business.

I discovered that Barb's deed

to Sunnyvale included 50 acres

of prime development land.

I made a sweet deal with her:

sold off half,

and built this beautiful park.

God, Randy! Watch the dust!

Jeez, wingnut!

Randy, when are we getting

our septics?

Yeah, come on!

Made one critical mistake:

I put Randy in charge of the new sewer.

He called the Department

of Environment.

Now, we have to follow

the old sewer line

which runs right under

Julian's property.

Randy f***ed up and I have to fix it.

Again.

I walk along the street

We used to walk

2 by 2 lovers pass

And as they're passing by

I could die

'Cause you're not here with me

Come in!

Mr. Lahey? Randy?

Bubbles!

Hey, Bubbles!

Hey, how do you like the new park?

My cats, Mr. Lahey, where are they?

Bubbles, I have no idea

where your cats are.

Right? You have no idea

what happened to my kitties?

Calm down. Bubbles.

Get your hands off me, Randy.

You gotta calm down, okay?

Don't f***ing touch me.

Listen, Bubbles.

Don't make me throw you out, Bubbles.

There was a lot of people complaining.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Why did you board up the kitty door?

Listen, I think Animal Control

took them away, Bubbles.

Animal Control?

What do you mean. Animal Control?

Calm down!

Here, Randy! Want some fly paper?

Snack on that, Randy!

I'll put you down, I swear!

Bubbles...

Let me go, Randy!

Bubbles, you will calm down

or I'll have to call the...

Bubbles, that's it. I'm pinning you.

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