After The Sunset

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You screwed up!

Here we go, here we go!

Yeah! All right!

Whoo!

Got him.

Target is in sight.

Clock him close.

He's not going anywhere.

I'm hand-carrying this thing

right into the museum.

Stan, you've got more cover on you

than the president.

The diamond is safe.

This is an armed caravan,

completely bulletproof, magnetic locks.

- This transfer is under control.

- I'm hot.

FBI Travel Link climate control.

I don't understand your command.

I don't understand your command.

I don't under... I don't... I don't...

I don't under... I don't understand...

It's too damn complicated.

- That way.

- That's some bullshit!

Are you kidding me, ref?

That's the Lakers' ball.

My blind grandmother

coulda seen that!

- Sit down, fat boy!

- That's the Lakers' ball!

I'm callin' it!

What are you doing?

Green light go,

red light stop, buddy.

No, no, no. No, sir.

Thank you, thank you.

Okay, great.

Nice job. Bye-bye.

- Tip him. Get him outta here.

- Yeah, yeah.

Jesus.

No, come on, that's enough.

Okay, thank you.

Go take a bath.

There you go.

Let's roll.

That's what I'm talkin' about!

Every time!

Charge? Charge!

Ref, listen!

This is insane!

It's a foul on him.

Charge? I'll show you a charge!

I'll show you a damn charge, man!

That's the worst call I ever seen!

What do you think this is, a rodeo?

Then I'll be the clown!

- Let me in the game!

- Sit down, please.

Get out of my way!

Play some real ball!

Unleash the Beast!

Hey, put Malone in there!

Put in the Mailman, damn it!

Get Shaq in the game!

You gotta win this game!

You gotta win this game!

Don't take me,

I'm an American citizen!

American citizen, damn it!

You sons of b*tches!

I'm the clown!

The Lakers need me!

I'm their clown!

Sh*t! He's gone.

We've lost him.

What?

- Burdett is gone.

- Find him.

He's coming after it.

We're fine.

Just relax.

Don't tell me to relax.

I've dealt with this guy before.

See him yet?

We're looking, we're looking.

Safeties off until they relocate Burdett.

Oh. Kiss me

Stand down. We got him.

He's still here.

On the Jumbotron.

He changed his seat.

Get a direct visual.

You got it.

See, Stan, we got you here.

No need to panic.

Do you have a direct visual yet?

Negative. We're still looking.

We're clear?

We're clear.

Come on out.

What?

That thing is going by itself! Damn!

Come on!

Jesus!

Transfer has been compromised.

Ah!

What's going on?!

Hey!

No!

Aah! Aah!

Thank the guys.

Good luck.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Your beard tickles.

Did he tip you?

- One lousy buck.

- Cheap bastard.

I love it when you undress.

Let's do this.

Aah!

Rollercoaster of love

Say what

Rollercoaster

Turn that sh*t off!

Ooh. Ooh. Ooh

Rollercoaster

Rollercoaster

Ooh. Ooh. Ooh

What about Mexico?

Can't take the water.

How about Paris?

Can't take the French.

Promise me paradise.

Can we talk about this

after we gas Agent Lloyd?

Aah!

Sure.

...a roller coaster. Baby. Baby

I wanna ride

Your love is like a rollercoaster.

Baby. Baby

I wanna ride

Yeah!

Move over there

'cause I'm a double dipper

Upside down on the big dip dipper

1.2. 1.2.3 I've got a ticket.

Come ride with me

Let me go down on the merry-go-round

All is fair on these fairgrounds

Let's go slow. Let's go fast

Rollercoaster of love.

Say what

Rollercoaster.

Oh. Yeah

A few... Aah!

M ax

Rollercoaster

Can you get back on

Max Max

Look at me.

Look at me.

Don't worry.

Get the diamond.

Stan.

Are you all right?

Your own pineapple wine,

your dollar fifty all the time

Turn around and let me see you

Turn around and let me see

Your own pineapple wine,

your dollar fifty all the time

Turn around and let me see you

Turn around and let me see

Your own pineapple wine,

your dollar fifty all the time

I got a new dance,

hot like pepper

From the old to the young,

gonna make your body rock

It's really easy, easy peasy

You can do it anywhere,

jump around like you don't care

Singin' turn around and let me see you

Turn around and let me see

Your own pineapple wine,

your dollar fifty all the time

Turn around and let me see you,

turn around and let me see

Your own pineapple wine,

your dollar fifty all the time

A young man broke his leg

Old granny broke her back

And Jimmy got a migraine

from a falling coconut

Dead uncle was confused,

he has a solution

A bottle of the apple wine

was his prescription

It cure the broke leg,

it cure the bad back

It cure the migraine,

even cure the heart attack

The people started jumping

'cause they were feelin' fine

This city's greatest sin

was their own fine wine, tell me

Turn around and let me see you

Turn around and let me see

Your own pineapple wine,

your dollar fifty all the time

Turn around and let me see you...

I wrote my vows.

- What?

- I wrote my vows.

- You?

- Work in progress.

Max, this is Ron and, uh...

- Hey, hey, hey.

- Gail.

- Gail, yes.

- Great to run into you again.

- I met them at the tennis club.

- Oh.

What kind of business you in, Maxwell?

Pest control.

- This is Sheila and Ed.

- Hey!

- Hi.

- Hi.

They're from Orlando.

I met them parasailing.

So, uh, what kind

of business are you in, Max?

I have a bunch of sweatshops

in the Philippines.

- Oh.

- Oh.

You should see those kids

make those hats.

- Great, huh?

- Wow.

- Scootch in.

- Hi.

Max, this is Wendell and June.

We met snorkeling.

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