Porky's Page #3

I notice you're still includin' yourself.

Broads are broads. I just don't see

why we gotta invite a kite.

Brian's a good guy.

Why don't you give him a chance?

- He's ajerk, and a Jew jerk at that.

- All right. We won't ask him.

You're a case, Cavanaugh.

- They just went in. Miss Walker's with 'em.

- I gotta put my shoes on.

You wouldn't know what to do

with Miss Walker even if she told ya.

Billy...

Billy.

Let's go. Come on.

Dammit. We missed 'em.

Kong.

- Dammit. I told you we were gonna miss 'em.

- That's OK, Pee Wee. We'll get 'em next time.

Miss Walker. A real

woman, and I missed her.

You're about to get laid by an exotic dancer.

That's a real woman.

Yeah, you're right.

I gotta go home and warm up.

Warm up?

- Slow down. It's about a quarter of a mile.

- Will they find this place?

- They'll be there. I took Conklin.

- I drew Cherry a map.

- Cherry?

- Cherry Forever.

- Cherry Forever?

- Her professional name.

- Bullshit.

- Her professional name.

Hot damn! Let's step on it.

OK. The coast is clear.

Let's go.

"The coast is clear."

Do you believe this dialogue?

Hey! Hey! Hold it.

What's goin' on here? Where are they goin'?

- They're goin' first. I'm sloppy second.

- I'm second.

Come on, Meat. If you go first,

nobody else'll be able to touch the sides.

Jeez.

OK. Cherry's ready.

- Everybody get their clothes off.

- What's this bullshit?

- She's gotta make sure you're clean. No VD.

- How's she gonna tell by lookin' at us?

She's done this so many times

she's practically a doctor.

And who's gonna inspect her?

You guys wanna get laid, or have a debate?

OK, I'm ready.

I'm gonna get laid.

Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus.

Hey! Come on, boys. No strippin',

no dippin'. Come on, let's go.

Watch me go.

- Come on, man.

- Relax, will ya, for cryin' out loud?

Wait a minute. How come

you guys ain't gettin' undressed?

- We got inspected last week.

- Lucky you.

- OK, Cherry.

- Come on, make a line. Look sharp.

Gentlemen... Gentlemen.

This is Miss Cherry Forever.

Cherry, this is Steve.

Hi, Steve.

Cough.

- And Cherry, this is Pee Wee.

- I'll say.

What do you use for ajockstrap, kid?

A peanut shell and a rubber band?

We might have to tie a board across his ass.

He's liable to fall in.

Bastard, Tommy.

Save your energy, Needle-Dick.

You're gonna need it.

And this is Tim.

- Hi, Tim.

- Howdy.

Cherry, meet Frank Bell.

Frankie?

It's crooked.

You been screwin' around corners?

And the pride of Angel Beach, Anthony

Tupperelo - affectionately known as "Meat".

My God, the boy's deformed.

OK, let's move it out.

- Yo.

- You guys take a number,

and sit down.

- We'll just be a minute.

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