Men at Work Page #6

- Stay here and keep an eye on him.

- Yeah, right.

I want the trucks moving immediately.

I want every goddamn drop of waste

dumped before the sun rises.

OK, Mr. Potterdam.

Go this way!

Jesus!

Holy sh*t!

All right,

I'll pick it up on my way back.

- Hi, Carl.

- Hi, James. How are you?

Never better.

Susan! Come on.

Come on! We can't lose 'em!

- We're not gonna make it.

- We'll make it.

South Bay Security. Freeze!

Rent-a-cops. I hate rent-a-cops too.

Carl! What the hell are we doing?

I think I love this girl.

Really? How do you know?

She let me feel the bumps on her head.

Whoa!

- It looks like the bolt broke!

- No sh*t!

- Hang on.

- OK.

Trees! Trees!

- Carl!

- What?

- How you doin' over there?

- Piece of cake.

You need help.

Carl!

James!

Hey, Carl!

I think I got a problem over here.

All right, let me think of something.

Hey, James, I didn't think of anything yet.

Hey, Carl! I definitely

got a problem over here!

I'm coming.

Mr. Potterdam?

We're lookin' pretty outnumbered here.

I got an idea. Follow me.

- What the hell are you doing?

- Protecting the environment.

- Freeze.

- What are you...

Everybody freeze or I blow his head off!

- He'll do it.

- I'm not kiddin'.

- Don't push him.

- I mean it.

His whole head.

You two with the weapons,

over the side. Do it now!

Yeah, man, I know you.

I know what you're thinking. "We got us

another crazy white boy with a gun."

Well, let me tell you, human life means

very little to me at this point in time.

Relax, James, the cops are here.

This is the police.

You all drop those weapons.

Yeah. Yeah, you!

You there with the pellet gun,

drop it or I'll blow

your butt away for sure, buddy.

A pellet gun? Do you think we'd use

a pellet gun for something like this?

Get 'em!

I gotta find Susan.

Susan!

Susan!

Uh-oh.

Stop 'em before they get away!

Susan! Susan!

Susan!

Help!

Susan.

Ow! Oh!

- Where are we?

- You don't wanna know.

Carl! Carl, over here! Get down!

Come on. Move out.

Move! Everybody in the car.

Get the door open.

- Start the car.

- It won't start.

- Get out of the car!

- Oh, sh*t!

Ouch! Be careful!

High five!

Your car, sir.

Smile, butthead.

Whoa.

Hey, it's not what it looks like.

We're respectable peace officers.

It's just all one big, funny mix-up.

No!

Shoo! Shoo!

Get outta here!

Good morning! You're listening

to the Poorman on open-line.

We're gonna take our next caller.

Hello! You're on open-line. Go ahead.

Yeah, hi. My name's Stacey.

I have a boyfriend who I've been

going out with for two years now.

He works nights

as a delivery boy for a pizza place.

Last night he never came home

and I am positive he is out

sleeping with another girl.

Well, I think you should

definitely dump the dude!

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