Smokey and the Bandit II Page #3

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may seal and strengthen your love.

Excuse me.

Hello?

But, sir, this is a wedding.

All right, just a moment.

It's for the bride-to-be.

It's long distance.

Carrie?

It's for you.

Junior, I don't think I should take it

right now.

You gotta take it. It's long distance.

Right.

Hello?

Yes, it is.

Cledus, hi! How are you?

I'm good.

Look, Cledus, I'm a little busy right now.

Who's in trouble?

Oh, him.

Yeah, sure. I remember him.

Help?

Why should I help him?

What good reason?

$50,000? That's a good reason.

Yeah, right. I'll be right there.

Junior, do you love me?

- Sure, Carrie.

- Good.

'Cause maybe then you'll understand

and you'll wait for me.

When I get back, I'll have enough money for

that brand new milking machine you want.

Good! And maybe someday

we can buy a cow.

Right.

Not again.

Now, just where do you think you're going?

The Bandit needs me.

And you better recharge your beeper.

Damn! I thought I was supposed

to go with her.

Well, I said it before...

and I'm gonna say it again.

There ain't no way

that you could come from my loins.

I'm going home

and kick your mama in the butt.

- Okay, where's the rest of it?

- You found them all, massa.

Yeah.

You know what I think

about your big training program?

- J-O-A-K, joke. That's what I think.

- I'm in better shape every day.

If Big Enos could ship that package

of his to Texas behind a team of mules...

it'd beat us at the rate we're going.

Just 'cause I started shaking,

you're falling to pieces.

Shaking? You've got the DTs so bad...

you could thread a sewing machine

with it running.

Thanks. I'll take that.

I don't know why you sent for her.

I don't need her.

You don't need anybody, but she's coming.

Why don't you admit

you're glad she's coming?

You'll need all the help you can get

to get in shape...

to make this run, anyway.

Well, that's about enough.

- How many is that?

- One.

- You did one yesterday.

- I know, and it hurt.

Do you think maybe you could squeeze

two out of your body...

- ...without having a coronary?

- I could try.

She never was that much of a help, anyway.

I just figured out why my album didn't sell.

It was the wrong selection of material:

- The Bandit Sings Cole Porter.

- Listen.

If you think the girl was having a good time,

look at that.

Hell, she had to get in line to see you!

She left me when the going got tough.

Hold it.

I distinctly remember

that when the going got good...

it was Bo's big ego

that busted everything up.

Remember what I told you?

I said, "If you ever lose that girl...

"you're gonna wind up being

a booze-head ex-superstar...

"and every time you come up for air,

you'll have a can of beer in your hand."

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