Reno 911!: Miami Page #4

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Oh. Well.

- Let's go take-

- I need to get some smokes.

Oh, okay.

All right. Okay.

Good night.

[Garcia]

Damn.

Hey, bro, check it out.

Candy underpants.

[Laughs]

It's a goof. Just a goof.

[Yawns]

Hey, Jim.

You want to be a doll

and help me lube up my sunburn?

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

[Retching]

Stop right there

and take it all in.

I got some liquor.

I got some ice.

- I'm not feelin' well, baby.

- Come here. Come here.

- Come here.

- No, Ray-Ray, I'm- I'm- [Coughing]

I'm coming down with something.

Please?

[Groans] Ooh, that pisses me off.

That pisses me off.

- Hey, Ray.

- Shut up.

- Oh! Oh, hey, I'm sorry.

- Stop pushing up on me.

I don't appreciate you insinuating

all the time that I am some lesbian.

- I'm sorry.

- Thank you for apologizing.

This is, uh-This is Trill.

This is my friend, Sugar.

We're gonna go play

a little ball, aren't we?

We'll see you later.

Come on, ladies.

- [Jones] Oh.!

- [Johnson Laughs]

- What's up, girl?

- Mr. Jones, huh?

- Yeah. Yes.

- Mr. Jones.

Why don't you come

give me some sugar?

- Speaking of bushes-

- Whoa!

I don't know

where there's one there.

Get one of these, uh-

Get one of them.

- Huh? Get in a bush and-

- No, l- I'm-

I don't know about that.

- Oh.

- [Clears Throat]

[Coughing]

I'm so sick.

[Coughing Continues]

Come on. Come on!

Oh, my God!

Oh! Oh!

It ain't what it looks like.!

It ain't what it looks like.!

Be gentle. Geez!

Oh, my God-

- Hey, Jonesy.!

- Oh-

[Screaming]

[Screaming]

[TV:
Man Speaking Spanish]

Open up. I don't have

a key to this door.

It's open.

- Oh, my God. Are you okay?

- Oh!

I'm in love.

- Congratulations.

- Um, you have a- a bandage on your teat.

- For real. Like for real.

- [Chuckles]

- A love bandage.

- No, like a Ace bandage.

- Yeah, an Ace bandage on your-

- On your boob.

Oh, my Go- If I have been stabbed,

I am gonna be so pissed!

- Stop the room.

Stop the room from moving, please.

- Hold on. Hold on.

Hold on. Hold on. You have something

on your boob for real. No joke.

[Gasps]

That's him!

- Oh! That's him.

- Huh?

- That's him.

- Who?

This is the man that's been making sweet,

dirty love to me all night long.

Kinda looks like Richard Petty,

the NASCAR guy.

- Yeah. You've been making love

with Richard Petty?

- I don't know.!

I love him.

I have to find who this is.

- Well, no, we gotta go-

- I have to find who this is.

No, we gotta go back

to the convention center, guys.

No, you have to go buy me

some cranberry juice...

'cause it's gonna be one

of those days, I'll tell you.

- Oh, no. Yeast infection time.

- I'll tell you.

[Siren Blaring]

- [Police Radio Chatter]

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