Not the Three Stooges XXX Page #3

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Here we go, here we go. There we go.

- Success.

- Success.

- Success.

- Success.

All right, break it up.

How're we going to get at the bell?

It's hiding in that box.

Why don't you go buy a toupee

with some brains in it? We'll cut it open.

Hey, onion-head, go on back to the shed

and grab the chainsaw.

Why doesn't Larry go?

- Because he's got a headache.

- No, I don't.

- How about now?

- Yeah, it's coming on.

Hey, guys, how's it hanging?

- Heya, Murph.

- Hey, Murph.

Hey, Murph.

You feeling any better?

We missed you at the poker game

last night.

I'm okay, I guess.

So, who was the big winner?

Ah! Peezer cleaned us out.

Peezer? He's seven.

Yeah, but he wears those sunglasses,

you can't tell what he's thinking.

We'll check in on you later, Murph.

- See you.

Bye, Murph.

See you, Murph.

Monsignor Ratliffe?

We weren't expecting you.

I need to speak to Mother Superior.

It's rather urgent.

Here you go, Murph.

Look what I brought you!

Oh, boy! Cheese!

Where'd you snag this from?

Mousetraps up in the attic.

Oh, come on, Murph.

You got to keep up your cheese molecules

so you can get your strength back.

Enough with the melodrama.

I'm sorry, Murph. It's just,

ever since my brother, Weezer,

got shipped to that foster home

you're all I got.

Oh, Peez, come on. Don't start

feeling sorry for yourself again.

You think you're the only kid in the world

who ever watched his parents drown,

then got sent to an orphanage,

then a couple of weeks later

had his only brother dragged away

kicking and screaming? Dude, it happens.

Yeah, I know I'm being a wuss again.

Look, Peez, I'm not going anywhere.

You and me, we're family now.

We're BFFs forever.

Just like Moe, Larry and Curly.

Where's Curly with that saw?

How should I know?

Well, come on, let's try to

pry this thing off.

- All right.

- We'll get this done the right way.

- Yeah.

- Watch yourself. Wedge it.

We're getting nowhere fast. Wait a minute.

Hey, mongoose, grab that sledgehammer.

On the count of three

hit down on this thing.

You got it.

Starting to get

a half a brain in my skull here.

One, two, three.

Sorry, Moe,

it was an honest mistake, honest!

Oh, that's okay, kid.

Mistakes can

happen in the best of families.

This sledgehammer

is probably just a tad off-kilter.

- Yeah, it did feel a little funny.

- Here, let me have a look.

- Yeah, I know what you...

- Ow! My neck!

- How do you feel now?

- All right.

That's good.

Come on, what's a matter with you?

Quit wasting time.

And there's nothing else we can do?

I'm afraid not.

Please send for Moe, Larry and Curly.

I better give them the news first.

Yes, Mother Superior.

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