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for Wagon To Hollywood?

Once, twice... Attention!

Going once, going twice...

In installments.

Once, twice... Thank you.

Who'll give me $700?

Once, twice...

Going once, going twice...

Sold! What a bargain!

Next up, item number 200!

- You didn't wait for me.

- I did!

How hard can it be to get

a horse's dick in a bottle that big?

All right, all right.

- You can find a woman's p*ssy, can't you?

- Of course!

- It's much smaller than that bottle.

- It's easier.

Waste of money and cum.

Now ifs time for tonight's

most' special lot.

She's a phenomenon!

The most important

breeding mare of its kind in Brazil!

This machine of reproduction

is on her way.

Calm now.

Lady Di is on her way!

Calm now!

Holy f***!

Hold the mare so I can help the man.

Bring out Lady Di, lot number 200.

An exceptional mare!

I see our champion

is being a bit of a diva.

While we're waiting for her

to be brought out,

deejay, play me something romantic.

I want to tell you all a love story.

She was kept apart, always

reserved to receive

artificial insemination

from one special stallion.

Today we're selling her eggs,

her blue-blooded eggs.

The reproduction of a princess,

from the royal family

of the Brazilian quarter horse.

Bring out number 200!

Bring Lady Di out, please.

What a wonderful mare!

A show apart. Beautiful.

A true blue-blooded specimen!

A queen!

An extraordinary quarter horse mare!

This week, she'll be impregnated

with unique semen,

by a laboratory

with Brazilian Association accreditation.

Number 200, Princess Lady Di's womb!

A blue-blooded noble.

Damn it, Z!

F***! Z!

It's the owner of that horse's truck!

He must've discovered everything.

- Holy sh*t.

- I told you to clean up the sperm!

But you insisted on going on stage

with that damn mare. Now we're f***ed.

- Z couldn't steal a chicken's egg.

- Shut your mouth. Go back to sleep!

- You're the one that messes things up.

- Shut your mouth or I'll kick your arse!

Is Z there?

Yeah, come on up.

You're gonna get it.

He's here.

Where is he?

In the other hammock.

Got nothing to do with me.

Z.

Pack your things. Let's go.

I can't. It wasn't me!

For the love of God!

No, it's nothing like that.

Lady Di's caretaker is in the hospital.

I know she's difficult,

but you handled her well.

- You sure?

- Totally, now you are gonna look after her.

Have you spoken to the boss?

If you take Z, we'll be short-handed.

I brought Junior from my ranch.

He'll take Z's place.

- Let's go.

- Will I get a contract?

- Have you spoken to the boss?

- We've spoken. It's all taken care of.

Come on lad. I'm in a hurry.

Welcome.

That was a close shave.

You escaped a beating, Cac.

You little sh*t!

Ugly tattletale!

- God be with you.

- Amen, for all of us.

Selfish fatty.

Well, that fucks everything up.

Left us on our own, you see?

Excuse me.

You can put your things there.

That thing in your mouth hurts to put in?

- What, the braces?

- Yeah.

No, it only hurts

if you have to tighten it.

How old do you have to be?

Any age, you just have to pay for it.

It looks cool.

- But it does hurt, right?

- No.

Stop bothering the man,

can't you see he's got dental problems?

- What's wrong with your teeth?

- No problem!

It's cosmetic.

Your mouth looks really cute with it.

Come on, Cac. Move.

- I'm not going.

- Move, girl.

- No.

- I'm not asking. I'm telling.

- You're not my dad.

- You don't have a father, brat!

Move it, I'm telling you.

- I know what you did!

- You know what?

- Cat got your tongue? What do you know?

- Your scheme with Z.

What scheme? Tell me!

You know nothing, you hear?

Hey, can I hang my clothes up here?

Hang them on your arse for all I care.

What's wrong, Cac?

The other dude upset her.

- Who are you?

- Jnior.

I'm here to replace the fat guy.

Come here, Cac.

Come here.

Let's go eat.

- How long will you be with us?

- For as long as needs be.

Stop crying.

It wasn't me.

- It wasn't you that drew this horse?

- It wasn't me.

- Who drew it then?

- It was Z.

- And Z knows how to draw horses like that?

- Sure.

It's not you that draws horses everywhere?

But it wasn't me.

Firstly, never draw over my designs.

Second, don't look at porn.

- But it wasn't me.

- Got it?

- If you want to lie, do it right.

- But it wasn't me.

Sh*t, Cac! Porn?

I'm sorry.

Hi, boys, how are you?

How about some cologne today?

I have a catalog full

of new Jequi products.

- Jequi what?

- Jequi.

Jequi, perfume, facial creams.

She wouldn't know. She's a hillbilly.

- What would you know about perfume?

- I know a thing or two.

I may be a hillbilly, but you're

the one shoveling sh*t all day.

She got mad!

I can't pick from a catalog.

I need to smell the stuff.

No problem. I have samples,

so you can try the scent.

Haven't you heard of Jequi?

Jequi is one of Brazil's

largest cosmetics firms.

We have a whole range of products:

hair treatment, skin care,

a full line of makeup,

with pencils, eyeliner, lipstick.

And an exclusive line of men's cologne.

It's got to be strong stuff for them,

they spend all day stinking of sh*t.

We have a range of fragrances,

some mild, others stronger.

But that's a matter of taste.

How do you choose?

Take a look at the catalog,

try out the sample,

and I'll come back with your order.

- Would you like to try some?

- Can I?

Of course. You're going to love this one.

Let's go, Cac.

Don't smell it straight away.

All you'll get is alcohol.

- Am I right?

- You have to wait a little.

I know my sh*t.

- Like it?

- Yeah, it's good.

- How much is it?

- That one's 60.

Sixty bucks? Expensive.

Nothing compared to what

you spend on that hair of yours.

Hey, take over

so I can check out the scents.

- Is that tail good?

- It's good!

Give him a kick to wake up!

Just let me wash my hands. Come with me.

- What cologne are you using?

- Azarro, but I'm almost out.

I used Polo Ralph Lauren.

I may be a cowboy, but I have good taste.

- You should change aftershave then!

- Why's that?

All men wear it. It's old school.

Women will smell you

and remember another man.

- Like it?

- I loved this one.

Yeah, it's good.

- How much for a bottle?

- Fifty-five.

- Really?

- Yes.

- Want to try some more?

- Okay.

Let me put some here.

This one's good.

Now I'll go back smelling like a lord.

No one can say I smell like sh*t now.

Let me see if it smells good on you.

Yes, let me see here too.

I like it. It suits you.

- Great. What's your name?

- Geisy.

- And you?

- Iremar.

Swing by tonight.

I don't have the money on me.

I can't tonight

because I'm on a night shift.

- Are you a nurse?

- God, no. I hate hospitals!

- What's the night shift?

- I'm a security guard at a clothing factory.

I don't believe it!

- Really?

- For real.

- That's my dream, you know?

- What is?

- To work in a clothing factory.

- I thought you meant a security guard.

- No, tailoring.

- Cool.

- I love it.

- Keep it. You can pay me later.

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