Horrible Bosses 2 Page #15

...I'd f*** Sean Connery

and kill Timothy Dalton.

I would marry Ed Helms, f*** Bradley

Cooper and kill Zach Galifianakis.

Marry Crackle, f*** Snap, kill Pop. Right?

Oh, my God.

Do you know what this looks like?

What?

It looks like we don't know what we're doing.

Boy, I'd love it if you'd stop saying my name.

Hang on a second. Hey, freeze.

Guess who's got the gun now.

Me.

Where do you think she learned it?

Maybe from the first movie.

- Get that chair ready. I'm gonna take a tinkle.

- Oh, but I'm thirsty.

Save me a shake.

I just can't say it.

So you wanna use the ransom...

What is it?

"Y'all plan to use the ransom

to save y'all business."

I just like to hear you say it.

Come on, man.

Help me help you get revenge

on my a**hole...

- My a**hole...

- A**hole dad.

You have to take what's yours in this--

In this...

- I mean, you have to...

- You have to--

- ...take what's yours in this life.

- Take it.

Grab it!

You will pass your empty,

sac-less ball sacs--

No, that's...

"Empty shriveled sacs." They're shriveled.

I should know that just looking at you.

That's your credit picture right there.

- Here comes the heavy.

- I smell dog sh*t.

- Do you really?

- Yeah.

It might be your acting.

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