Chris Rea: The Road to Hell & Back Page #2
- Year:
- 2006
- 120 min
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Yeah! We should
carve our names in the pier
and after high school,
at this park, we'll all slit
our wrist with that knife.
The fool again?
Did I shuffle these?
Ah, you were expected.
You knew I was gonna come?
I am Zonar, I know all.
Wow. What am I thinking right now?
I sense you are haunted
by the dark underlords of the sea.
Ha! Not even close.
I was thinking about
sucking my own dick
That is not the first time
I have been told that by a man.
Ah, where was I?
'Tis the sad fate of the cynic
to miss the offerings of the spirits.
The power is within you, child,
should you choose
to look for a sign.
Ugh, look for a sign, really?
It's that simple?
What?
The book of Bee-el-ze-bub.
Is the Devil crying?
Wow!
What is it?
Oh, I was just wondering where
you got this book.
A spirit bequeathed it
as an offering
from the dark lord.
A dark lord queefed it on you?
What does that mean?
Can I borrow it?
No, this isn't a library.
I know, it's a
lez-brary,
filled with creepy old ladies.
Don't worry,
look into the future.
You'll see me
returning this book.
Remy?
Remy?
Whoa.
Hey, buddy.
What's up?
You don't look so good, man.
Guys, check it out.
- What's that?
- That is the Book of Beelzebub,
the key to saving the park.
- Wait, what?
- Dude, I don't get it.
Look, people travel
across the world
to see the face of Jesus
on a tortilla, right?
Huh?
Well, the same people
will come to the park
in droves to see
Jesus' enemy cry
like a p*ssy.
Still ain't gonna save the park.
Come on, Curt, doesn't this park
mean anything to you anymore?
Honestly, not really.
Curt, you lost your virginity
right there on this ride.
Augie tried to lose
his virginity there
with the strong man.
That's why you should care
about this place, man.
Whatever. Hey, bro,
can I get a mint?
No.
Come on.
and you never pay me back.
Don't bust my balls,
just give me a mint.
All right, look, if you promise
to hit me back, I'll give you
one of my La Petit mints.
Okay, I promise
to give you one back.
So, you currently have
mints in your possession?
I have a pack of mints
I just happen to like
Remy's flavor better.
All right, well, just swear
on the Book of Beelzebub.
Fine, I swear.
- Gimme your hand.
- Why?
- Blood oath.
- Ow! Geez!
Who does that anymore?
Uh, "By the smitten brow
of Beelzebub",
"this oath doth bind me.
May I keep its sacred word,"
"or Beelzebub
will find me."
Yes! It's official.
Ugh. F***, finally.
Mmmm.
Now, that's a refreshing mint.
That's what I'm talking about.
Yes, I'm aware of that.
Now, give me one of yours.
Ah, yes, of course.
Hmm, wait a minute,
that's weird.
Oh, man,
I thought I had my mints,
but I guess I don't.
Sorry, I guess
I can't honor my oath.
Oh! Typical Curt,
promise and don't deliver.
Typical Remy,
always keeping score.
Uh, guys...
- You made an oath!
- Who cares?
- F*** Devil sh*t!
Look out!
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What's going on?
Everything's going in!
- Hey!
- Curt!
Help me!
Hold on!
What the hell's going on?!
What the f***?!
This one of your
bullshit tricks, Remy!
If this is a prank,
I'm gonna f***ing kill you!
Piece of sh*t!
- What just happened?!
- I don't know! -Jesus Christ!
I have no idea what I just saw.
What did you do?
What are you talking about?
What did I do?
I didn't conjure up a vortex!
Curt just got sucked into
anoter dimension, Remy.
Oh, really, Augie?
I thought that portal
went to Barnes and Noble.
Curt wouldn't go in after me!
Yeah, he would, he's your friend.
I hate friends!
You were the one that
made a blood oath.
Ah, all right! Let's go.
This mysterious portal.
Better be quick.
What is that?!
Dippin' Dots!
I wish we were
in Barnes and Noble.
I'm not being a p*ssy,
that was really scary, right?
I'm so scared, my sh*t
just sh*t its pants.
Where are we?
I don't know! Why do you
act like I've done this before?
- What are those things?
- Look, it's Curt!
I'm an American, jack,
get your hands off me!
Don't waterboard me, dude.
Where are we?
We're screwed.
Who are those people?
Lake of Fire!
Sin! Lake of Fire! Sin!
Lake of Fire! Sin!
Lake of Fire!
Holy sh*t!
Dude, we gotta hide!
May I take your order?
I will, have, uh
a pepperoni pizza, please.
There ain't no pepperoni pizza.
Oh, I'm sorry, but it does say
Pizza Hut and Taco Bell,
so I thought maybe
I could get some pizza, as well.
It says "pizza" and it says "taco,"
but we only got taco.
You're being tortured.
Oh, all right.
Order another pizza.
I think I see where this is headed.
Just order the damn pizza!
I will have, uh, a pizza with
extra cheese, please.
There ain't no pizza.
You can have a chalupa,
burrito... churro.
Now, it does say
Pizza Hut/Taco Bell.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Welcome to Hell.
Oh, my God!
We're in Hell!
Lake of Fire!
If you lend him a pen,
he chews on it.
Lake of Fire!
Fat guy with a nickname "Tiny."
Lake of Fire!
Lunch?
Damn, man, we got
Oh, who's gonna know?
Sometimes I think your
heart's not in this anymore.
Sorry, man,
I'm just going through
some f***ing life changes
right now, you know?
in the f***ing flame.
- Is that a mortal?
- What the f*** are you doing?
Who, us?
Just floatin' around.
Tryin' to get hammed, dude.
Spring breakin' it.
Some bullshit's going on.
Take 'em back to processing.
No, no, no, no.
Take 'em to the office.
- Where?!
- Wait, let's talk about this.
Ouch! Hey!
Come on!
Ouch! Ouch!
Oh, okay, okay!
Please remove
all religious paraphernalia.
If you're a priest or a nun,
that's just really funny
because you wasted your life.
Enjoy your stay in Hell,
and remember,
you're here for a reason
or you're Jewish.
Pick up after yourself.
Your mother doesn't live here.
If she does, she was a whore.
What is this place?
Wait, what the f*** is that thing?
- Remy, Remy!
- What? There's nobody here.
I don't know, Augie,
this place is incredible.
No, Remy, don't touch anything.
This is "stranger danger"
all around us.
Now, everyone,
eat your own genitals.
We already ate them.
Well, throw up your genitals
and eat them again!
Our budget is out of control!
And I've got a report here
that says
we're making lost souls
walk over warm coals.
Uh, they're pretty hot.
I walked over them myself!
It felt like a freaking
foot massage!
We've all had to cut corners.
Even the gluttons are
beginning to look anorexic.
Our dental plan has
a steep deductible.
Our union hasn't had
a sacrifice in 3 years.
The reason that sh*t's
all f***ed up
is 'cause we're not
paying our people right.
Yeah, our team!
Hell yeah, n*gger!
Dude, I can't believe
you used the "n" word.
What? No, I can say it
down here, down here's okay.
All of you get the f*** out of here!
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