Jackass 2.5 Page #6

It's really wet back there.

Okay, this is completely between bros.

This is for the bit.

-I'm just going to spread them a little.

-Wee, turn your head.

-Okay.

-Okay, wait, wait, wait! Let it die down.

Not yet. Let it die down.

-Okay.

-Ready?

I might sh*t.

-I might sh*t. Hold on.

-Wait, wait, wait.

Wait, I'm supposed to get

enough in there to, like...

Okay, here goes, here it goes.

I'm afraid I might sh*t, seriously.

God damn!

No, that's not the goal!

What? Did baby make a boom-boom?

Did the baby... You little rascal!

God!

I told you.

Baby doesn't need

to make a boom-boom!

Now who wants to change

baby's diaper?

You see that?

I told you I had to poop.

So we really couldn't get anyone to fart

on command. We kept trying,

until finally

Knoxville came up with the idea

to force some air

up one of the cast members' asses.

Poor Mike Judge.

I call him and ask him will he be

in the movie, and he's like, "Sure!"

"So, well, come by my house tomorrow.

We're shooting a few things."

And boy, did he walk in

at the wrong time.

He makes...

Like, King of the Hill,

he made Beavis and Butt-Head, and...

He got pulled into it.

I don't know what his role in it was.

Just being there,

you're guilty by association.

You know, once you're there,

I guess you don't wanna be

a party-pooper.

So I ended up pumping a fireplace

bellows up a man's butt.

I was thinking, this is usually

the kind of thing you have to do

to get into show business,

or at the beginning of your career,

and I mean,

I've accomplished all this stuff,

and there I am...

I just got to be more careful, I guess.

We're with Mike Judge

and it's time for The Butt Bellows.

No one wants to do this at all,

so we're going to draw reeds of grass

to see who has to get it up their bum.

-All right.

-Okay?

-I'm after Knox.

-Okay. I'm after Pontius, then.

-That's it. He gets the camera.

-Yes!

Let's see who's got the smallest.

-Preston!

-Preston!

Ready, everyone? Okay, let's do it.

Excuse me.

You got to be... Do it slow. Do it...

I just...

He hasn't put it in yet, Preston.

I'm just gonna spread your butt cheeks,

okay? Wee Man's gotta find the hole.

Hey, Mike.

Is that it?

Oh, yeah, it's in my butt hole.

I guess I have to look, dude.

-Do you feel wind?

-Slow, Mike!

Yeah, I know, but there is a hole.

-Do you feel like you have to fart?

-Yeah.

-I'll try to fart.

-Okay, wait, wait, wait.

-Do you have to, Preston?

-No.

-No? Okay, keep on pumping.

-I'm trying.

Let's go back in.

What about a straw?

Who's gonna blow a straw

up one of their bros' butts?

Well, Steve-O's probably

done that before.

Easy does it!

To the left, to the left, to the left!

Not... The other left!

-To the f***ing left!

-Camera left, you dipshit!

-That is the left!

-That's right!

-That's... Right, then!

-That's his left.

Yeah, but the straw's bending

to the right.

Oh, I'm sorry.

-Does it have to go in a little bit more?

-A little bit more.

-All right, I'm gonna stick it straight in.

-Jesus!

-You got to relax.

-I can't.

I've never had this much trouble

forcing something into someone's ass.

You're gonna get blood.

-I'm gonna blow in the straw.

-Blow! Blow!

Fill him up.

I can't really blow, dude.

We are trying to seal...

Oh, my God.

He farted on him! He farted on him!

Oh, my God.

Preston, way to go!

-Preston! Preston!

-Preston! Preston!

I've wanted to work with Mike Judge

my whole life.

Ever since I've been in this business.

But I never thought it would be in the

capacity of him running air up my ass.

Now, there's one thing

most of you men will be able to say

when you get back home.

And you may thank God for it.

Thirty years from now,

when you're sitting around your fireside,

with your grandson on your knee,

and he says, "Grandpa, what did you do

in the great Jackass Number Two?"

Well, you won't have to say,

"l ate sh*t down in Louisiana."

'Cause that was Dave England.

All right, you sons of b*tches.

Now you know how I feel.

What do you say we hit the showers?

That was horrible!

Film the poo, Rick.

-Rick, film the poo.

-I'm filming the f***ing poo!

-You're the f***ing...

-I'm not getting any closer!

-Oh, gross!

-Rick, film the poo, dude.

Rick, film the poo!

Rick, film the...

And the spaghetti sauce.

I mean, the whole deal.

I'm Wee Man, and this is The Leapfrog.

Damn!

-Sh*t!

-Oh, God!

Oh, God.

You didn't see that coming!

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Safe!

Yeah, bro!

That feels awful.

I'm alive! I'm alive!

I have to give an apology to

Jeff Tremaine, the director of the movie,

because I'm a total piece of work

once again,

and I still have a half a bottle...

-You have to say sorry now, buddy!

-F***ing motherf***er.

At this point, I don't even care.

When the day is done

When the sun goes down

When the children fry

When the mothers frown

When the blood is spilled

And when the knives are drawn

When the blood is spilled

And your body shakes

And your bones will chill

You see a ghost

My God, I've seen a ghost

Y eah.

It's for the kids.

What song do you have down?

No sweat

It's just a ghost

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