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He's this electrician named Bruce. Kim started calling him The Rock
Open that door, will you, baby?
I'm not leaving you, Wray.
- Action...
Brought to you from your friends at the Weinstein Company.
They've destroyed most of the tanks.
Goddamn you!
Drop the fucking gun.
- OK? - Not so fast.
Why, that's more than enough and I want to thank you, Dr. Block.
I wanna to hear this part of the song louder!
I'm thinking we told your ass to shut the fuck up.
I promise.
Your gas! You need your gas!
Abernathy, don't get on my nerves right now.
Now you've got a gal in your wrecked truck with a missing leg?
- But just the same, no thanks. - Suit yourself.
That's what I'm talking about, bitch!
The only treatment is a regimented exposure to DC-2, itself.
No! I’m gonna insinuate that Lee’s gonna blow him.
- What the fuck's this?
Mmm.
- Oh, you did, did you? - Oh, yeah.
But when I said it, I didn't know I'd ever come to America.
- He said not to touch anything! - You don't know what you're doing!
I was straddling him.
So remember it.
If he does, you wait here with Lee and we'll be back in a moment.
Good for you. The shit they spread around there you wouldn't believe.
Julia, what the fuck did you say about me on the radio?
You're a doctor?
Only, to get the benefit of it, honey,
Yeah, I know. Sorry.
One, we're not thieves. Two, that would be rude.
- We were kinda hoping you were. - How are you not holding?
- So that was you? - Yeah, that was me.
There are few things as fetching as a bruised ego on a beautiful angel.
- Well, uh... I got bit. - Bit? Bit by what?
Thank you, Timmy boy.
Don't, don't, don't, don't,
Happy Thanksgiving, baby.
Three sickos attacked her. I shot at them.
Hey, what do you do?
And I want to drive a Dodge Challenger, fuck me, swinging balls out.
Now that's just to take the sting off.
- Yeah. - How do you think they accomplish that?
- Don't move a muscle.
You all right, bro?
...don't.
It looks like I got you by the balls, Abby.
If you're gonna hire Machete to kill the bad guy,
Not a goddamn thing.
I had a set crush on Cecil.
- Ooh, nice one, mate. - I noticed.
- I got a man. - How long have you had this boyfriend?
Bam! I'm in the fucking ditch, you know.
- Kim, I like you, too. - Aw...
How do I know y'all ain't just gonna steal it?
You see, you point it at what you want to die,
Oh, um...
We make a run for it!
And everybody I ever meet goes in this book.
That's what she says, but in actual fact,
Hey, hey! What are you guys...?!
Written and directed by Rob Zombie.
home of the Nazi's diabolical plan to create an army
Well... Fuck that. Get Abernathy's belt.
Oh, balls.
You wanna hang with the cool kids, you've got to be cool.
...El Wray, I wouldn't have given you such a hard time.
So, let's hear it ladies. Set romances? Who's getting it off?
As long as the guy's buying the booze, a fucking bitch will drink anything.
- One-twenty-five for septic. Sewage. - Have you ever killed anyone before?
OK, but at some point in the evening, I had fuckability stock.
And when I said it, if I had of known I was gonna come to America,
Careful.
First, let me get my wife.
Come on!
If I had known that you were...
Not enough.
I do believe in you. Always have.
He's right on your ass! He's right on your fucking ass!
That's what I intend to do, Wray.
-...leave stuffed.
You want some?
Back in the all or nothing days, the Vanishing Point days,
Give him all the guns.
So I'm yelling at her, Zoë, you almost killed me!
- Did you find what was in the pocket? - Fuck no.
Goddamn sauce.
What the hell is going on?
OK, Warren is sending over shots and you know the house rule.
-...you gotta give them a lap dance. - What?
Nothing to write home about.
That him over there?
Shut up! Sit down and don't fucking touch anything!
- I'm Cherry. - You sure are.
but that I had permission to physically restrain your ass if necessary.
Where the fuck do you think you're going?
Come on!
I'm the one who's on the fucking bonnet.
Oh, sweetheart. I was really attached to my specimens.
I didn't mean to be a prick about it.
Daddy!
Woo-hoo!
He got banged up real good.
This is my cute shit.
Just as I'm thinking, There's that ditch Abbie was talking about.
Welcome to Death Camp 13,
...you'll never see me again.
- You understand? - Got it.
And after my red-headed friend...
You asked me for a ride and I said yes. But look at the bright side, Pam,
- What's the matter? You don't eat meat? - Oh, I eat meat.
Goddamn it, I'm not all right at all. Not at all.
Canned.
Now you two got the balls to ask me...
Would you like to tell me what happened?
I was beginning to lose hope.
You fucking crazy? I'm not going out there.
Get, get... What are you... What are you... What are you gonna do?
- I got it. - You damn well better.
DOAs? Have Andy pick them up.
Show it to me.
Oh, really? And what would that be?
with our other friend, Lee.
I can think it and I do.
- and you're on your last leg. - Anything else?
Look, you don't have to do it for anyone you don't want.