Dumb and Dumber To Page #5
One of the long ones.
Yeah.
Oh, hey, what the hell?
On, God! Hey!
No! Hey!
What is that? Oh, God!
Look, Harry.
He's hooked on crack.
For the love of God, have mercy!
Hello, you've reached Herbert Felcher
at Felcher and Felcher Funeral Parlor.
Please leave a message at the beep.
Hi! This is a private
message for Fraida Felcher.
Would you please tell
Fraida that Harry called?
Harry Dunne.
The guy who knocked her
up 20-something years ago.
Um, pleasure finally
meeting you all, by the way.
Anyway, would you tell her
that I've located our daughter.
KEN Conference in El Paso.
The town named after the bean dip.
Oh, that's sweet!
Bye, Grandma!
Have fun, sweetie.
Now, there's a real man.
I bet you he don't pee sitting down.
Don't touch that joystick!
WOW, look!
Let my people
go!
Harry!
It hurts, Lloyd. It hurts so bad.
Which one hurts, Harry?
This one? Or this one?
Stop it! Lloyd, please,
save my daughter.
And then
I want you to bone her
like a chicken cutlet.
You hear me, mister?
Huh?
Looking for these?
on!
What are you doing?
Oh. Uh...
She's all clean, sir.
You're good to go.
Nutcase.
Hey, guys.
Let's call a truce, huh?
I think we got off on the wrong foot.
guys all the way down to El Paso.
So what do you say? Peace?
Come on, bring it in!
Yeah, why not?
Hmm.
Okay.
Hey, all right. All
right, that's good. Mmm...
All right, all right, all right. Aw.
Hey! Have you guys ever
played "Funnel Nuts"?
What?
Oh, come on. You guys have
had to play Funnel Nuts.
This is the best game ever invented.
Check it out, you take the funnel,
you put it in the front of
your pants like that, right?
Okay? Then you put a peanut
on your nose like this,
and then when you're ready...
No way!
You gotta be kidding!
That's not right!
The person who gets the most nuts wins.
Now, who's gonna play me first?
I'll do it. I got it.
This is mine! You always go first!
I got it first!
Guys, hold on, all right? Look.
You guys play each other first,
and then I'll play the winner.
All right.
All right. Here you go.
Take your time. It takes time.
Get a good balance on that.
Okay. Look way up high.
Good. Okay, keep looking at
the sky. When you're ready.
Now don't drop it until
you're ready, guys.
'Got it!
That's weird. Ooh!
The smell of peanuts
makes my weenie cold. Ooh!
It shrank mine.
Oh!
Hey!
Do you believe that?
Did you see what he did?
It's on!
Oh, yeah.
He's going down!
Right after we finish
playing Funnel Nuts.
Shh. Don't wake him up! I know.
How many did you put in there?
Just enough to get a rise out of him.
No! Oh, God!
No! Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!
Wait, Lloyd. I think he might be hurt.
Man, you okay? It was just a goof.
Yeah. By the way, we're even.
I want them dead, now!
Now! Do you hear me?
Calm down.
No! No, I can't take it any longer!
If you don't let me kill them now,
lam quitting, and I mean it!
Okay. Give me some time to think.
I'll come up with a plan.
Plan? You don't need a
plan! These guys are morons!
Besides, I told you, my
brother's in Special Ops.
I know how to get stuff done!
All right. But make sure nobody
knows they paid us a visit.
I don't want this coming back to us.
God, shut up!
I wonder what's in this sucker.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
That thing is worth
a fortune! Be careful!
Give it to me.
It would be nice to know
what's in it, though.
I've been racking my sack about that.
I have a theory.
Oh, yeah?
He said it was something that would
help everybody in the world, right?
Yeah.
I think it might be a baked potato.
How does a baked potato
help everybody in the world?
That's the only part I
haven't figured out yet.
You'll get it, Lloyd.
We should pick up some sour
cream and chives, just in case.
Do you guys have any idea where we are?
Not really.
You're the one who told us to
take the shortcut off the highway.
Yeah. It's like you wanted to
get us alone, so you could kill us
and take the billion-dollar box.
But what would be the motive?
Yeah.
Yeah.
I better get a map out of the bag, huh?
Sure. Okay.
So, guys, who else is helping
you look for your daughter?
No one. Mmm-hmm.
Nobody?
Not even some friends
to lend a hand? Mmm-mmm.
Nope, just us.
What about your wives? Wives?
How stupid do we look?
Harry?
Easy.
Close one. Any girlfriends?
Been there, done that.
See, we don't want to be tied
down by anything or anyone.
We don't even have
social security cards.
We sold them for 30 bucks
to two Brazilian guys.
And the good thing
about having no identity
is that you never have to
worry about identity theft.
He can't even be identified by his teeth
because he's never
even been to a dentist.
And I've never joined anything. Ever.
That's how you keep a low-pro.
Yep, there's no actual
proof that we even exist.
If we died, no one would even miss us.
We are truly blessed.
What the hell happened, Harry?
What?
What the hell happened?
Whoo! I can't hear you!
So long, boys.
We may have been involved
in an alien abduction, Harry.
Is your butt okay?
Harry!
Holy crap!
He took off on us!
What?
He took off on us.
What?
I can't believe that
douchebag stole our hearse.
I hope something really
bad happens to him.
Harry, holy cow.
I'm worried about you.
You're as deaf as a bat.
That's not exactly
how it happened, Lloyd.
Your mother got into bed with me.
That's it. We're
getting you hearing aids.
May I help you?
Um...
visit his sweet ol' grandma.
What's the name?
I'll give you a hint.
She's the one with the
biggest hearing aids.
Ms. Snergle, your grandson
and his friend are here.
This is stupid, Lloyd!
old lady's hearing aid!
Relax!
We're just looking for a backup pair.
There's gotta be some around here.
Mikey?
Yeah, Gran.
It's Mikey.
Oh, thank God you're here.
I've got the diamonds.
Did she say diamonds?
Go ahead, Granny. Mikey's listening.
I want you to take all the
diamonds with you when you go.
I've been hiding them from
those thieving lawyers.
That's good.
Granny did a good thing!
So, where are the rocks?
They're underneath me.
You mean, under the bed?
No, under the blanket. Oh.
I'm not finding anything.
Go up more.
UP here? Keep going.
Did you hide them inside this turkey?
Yeah, right.
Wait.
There's no diamonds here!
And you're not my grandson!
Harry, she's got me.
She's really clamping down!
Ahhh!
Lloyd?
I think that was her gran-gina.
That's right!
So you can cross that
one off your bucket list!
Hey, Goldfinger!
Here.
You've earned them.
Are you serious?
Travis is dead?
That's right.
informed me this morning.
I thought you'd want to know.
Thank you, Captain Lippincott.
I know it's never easy to
relay this kind of sad news.
But I want you to know
that your brother, Travis,
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