Where the Money Is Page #2

- Help me lift her up.

Okay, up you go.

[Gagging]

[Coughs]

Ohh!

[Crash]

- No way can you fake a stroke.

- He could.

Do you know

what he did?

He started a company

that sold security systems to banks.

- Yeah, so?

- And then he robbed the banks.

I saw him. You know, this coleslaw's

got more going on than he does.

- Maybe you need a hobby or something.

- [Slaps Butt]

[Woman] Well, your strawberries,

bananas and apples float,

and your prunes

and peaches sink.

You just have to tell

the floaters from the sinkers.

Kinda like men.

[Man] I got it, I got it. Okay.

I'll bet those prison doctors

gave you a real going-over.

- [Rock]

- Sticking you with pins.

Whacking you with hammers.

Did they hurt you?

Obviously, they took

the wrong approach.

That's the difference

between doctors and nurses.

Doctors can be so tied

to medical procedures.

But sometimes...

a little down-home therapy

is so much more effective.

# When she's dancing

'neath the starry sky

# Ooh, she'll make you flip

Here she comes again

# When she's dancing

'neath the starry sky

# I kinda like the way

she dips

Are your lips dry?

- She's my best friend's girl

- Is that why you can't speak to me?

# She's my best friend's girl

# But she used to be mine

Wouldn't it feel good

to just let go, hmm?

Hmm?

I know you're in there.

Come out, come out,

wherever you are.

# But when you

bite your lip

# It's a reaction to love

- Here she comes again

- When she's dancing

'neath the starry sky

Therapy can be very difficult

if you resist.

Maybe you need

a less-structured environment.

# When she's dancing

'neath the starry sky

This is very thoughtful of you, Carol,

especially on your day off,

but I really don't think Mr. Manning

will be able to appreciate a picnic.

You know, Mrs. Foster,

deep down inside, I think he will.

Don't worry, baby.

We're gonna have a great time.

Well, sure. We got beer.

We got, uh...

We got diapers.

Want a beer, Henry?

I thought he was

the designated driver.

- How about a little chicken?

- Don't torture the poor bastard.

I'm not torturing him.

He's just being stubborn.

Guy can't even have a stroke without

some chick taking it personally, huh?

Wayne, don't you have

some fishing to do?

Okay, Henry.

It's just you and me.

I know you hear me.

This is your last chance.

Just remember,

this was your choice.

Didn't have

to come to this.

Oh, my God.

Ah!

Carol!

Okay, so you're smart.

Really smart.

What do you want?

A minute ago,

you couldn't shut up.

Now you can't talk, huh?

What is it?

You lookin' to blackmail me? You're

gonna put the bite on me, is that it?

- Carol! You lay a finger

on her, and I'll...

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