Dirty Page #5

of the car, right?

(SHOUTING CONTINUES)

(SLURRING, GIGGLING)

I couldn't get the smell

out of my car...

Hey, we f***ing did it, man.

We did it, yeah.

F***ing did it, dude.

F***ing did it.

I'm gonna buy me a f***in' boat.

I'm gonna buy me a big ass boat.

Just like, this f***in' big.

This big.

Hey, who likes boats?

Woo!

I hate f***ing boats.

Boats make me seasick, man.

Come on, right.

What a p*ssy.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Yeah, yeah.

What a p*ssy.

Yeah, what a p*ssy.

Whoa.

What a p*ssy.

Hey! Hey!

Huh, what?

Hey, you get your hands

off my wife you piece of sh*t

or I'll f***ing kill you.

Oh, yeah?

You're gonna kill me?

Freeze!

(ALL LAUGHING)

Sh*t. Sorry.

Excuse me.

F***.

Get the f*** off me.

Don't worry, little b*tch.

You're gonna feel right as rain.

What'd I tell you?

Right as rain.

(LAUGHING)

(COUGHING)

look at her, sh*t.

You're a wanker.

Get it out, get it out. Right.

Just breathe. (COUGHING CONTINUES)

Somebody call a nurse.

God damn,

on top of the world my friend.

Mm.

Where'd your date go?

Hey man,

I f***ed her in the bathroom,

I paid her off, she went home.

She was the perfect hooker.

(JACKSON LAUGHS)

Hey, hey, you know

what they say, right?

What's that?

You don't pay 'em to stay.

You pay 'em to leave.

BERG:
To leave. Absolutely.

Anything I can do for you?

You know,

you guys should really call

before you come over.

Then I would've

at least cleaned up first.

(YELLS)

one of those guys you killed,

is my cousin.

(SCREAMS)

huh?

What? You have nothing

to say?

Come on!

Well, it seems to me

like your family tree

is really good

at producing a**holes.

He's a funny guy.

Real funny.

Yeah,

you wanna laugh. Okay.

We're gonna laugh together.

Is this funny to you,

motherf***er?

You smell that? You smell it?

(COUGHING)

You're gonna burn

tonight, b*tch.

Roast his ass.

I'm gonna f***ing roast...

(SCREAMS)

Do not!

Ferdinand, how many times

do I have to tell you

this is not ol' Mexico

and you are not Pablo Escobar?

I'm Lebanese, bro.

Same difference.

Give it up.

Get out of here.

Don't go too far, sweetie.

I'm coming for you soon, b*tch.

Not so fast.

You didn't really think that

was the end of it

did you?

Oh, I wanna be inside you

just once more.

And tonight I was wondering,

would you mind

if I shaved your ass?

(PANTING)

I have a long afternoon

planned for us.

I'm home, Lucy.

(BUZZER BLARING)

Man, Chris, you better have

a good ass reason

for missing pork chop night.

Them shits

was good as hell, Nig.

Anyway, you don't want

'em next time,

send 'em my way.

Lights out, jimmy.

Yes sir, boss, yes sir.

The f***'s his problem?

Hey!

He's got bad diarrhea, boss.

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