Night Has Settled
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ADRIANA?
ARRIBA, ARRIBA.
LEVANTATE.
DESPIERTA.
LEVANTESE.
ARRIBA, NIO.
AQUI, AQUI!
UP!
CUCKOO!
CUCKOO!
HOLD ON, WOMAN.
HELLO, MAMA.
EXACTLY THE SAME.
I GOTTA GO.
WAIT, WAIT, WAIT.
FART FACE,
HERE YOU GO.
REACH FOR IT.
COME ON.
LITTLE LADY ARMS.
YOU LITTLE F***ER.
CLOSE THE F***ING DOOR.
LATER LOSER.
AND TELL ADRIANA
TELL ADRIANA NO TO TAKE MY HAIRBRUSH.
I'VE ORDERED DOZENS
OF BRUSHES,
EVERY SINGLE MORNING.
MOM, I'M F***ING NAKED.
ALL RIGHT,
GET OUT, WOMAN.
SERIOUSLY?
NO.
MOVE!
AIDA?
STOP,
OH, YOUR LITTLE,
PRECIOUS POOR, LITTLE MOMMY.
PLEASE?
LITTLE MAMA'S BOY.
THANK YOU.
AIDA, DONDE ESTA
MI MAQUILLAJE?
SHUT UP!
BIG WHOOP,
I DON'T CARE
IF THAT LOSER'S
YEAH, A SHORT,
OVER-TAN POTATO HEAD.
THANK YOU.
WHAT?
YEAH, NO, I TOLD YOU
NO, NO, NO.
ADRIANA, ADRIANA.
I NEED IT.
JESUS CHRIST,
BRUSHING MY HAIR.
I MEAN, STOP
BEING SO RIDICULOUS.
IT'S A F***ING HAIRBRUSH.
STOP!
STOP, MOM, STOP!
ARE YOU SERIOUS?
STOP!
LET GO!
OH, AH! AH!
I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'D HI A WOMAN LIKE THAT, OLIVER.
A REAL MAN:
NOW SHE'S DEFINITELY
GONNA LEAVE.
AY, AY.
HEY, WATCH IT!
WATCH-- I'M A BAD MAN.
COME ON, BRING IT,
BRING IT, BRING IT.
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA.
UH!
GOOD MORNING.
HELLO?
ANYBODY HOME?
ANYBODY HOME?
NO, JUST OLLIE.
NOBODY HOME.
MORNING, MRS. BURNS,
HOW ARE YA?
HOO, HOO.
WHOA, WHOA.
HEY, OLLIE.
OLLIE?
LILA.
LILA.
WHATEVER.
LILA.
WHAT'S UP, OLIVER?
CHECK IT OUT.
TESORO'S BEEN BUSY.
I LIKE IT.
IT'S PRETTY SWEET, HUH?
OUT TAGGING TRAINS.
F*** YOUR
IMAGINARY FRIEND.
WHAT'S THE--
KICK HIS ASS.
DON'T F***
WITH TESORO, MAN.
HE'S NOT REAL.
OH, SH*T.
OOH!
FAG BOY?
MILD.
WHATEVER.
SH*T.
LET'S GO.
YO, WAIT UP.
YOU A**HOLES.
HOLD UP.
"ODYSSEUS MUST HAVE FEE AND HANDS LIKE THIS BY NOW.
OVERNIGHT.
YOUR MAMA'S...
WITH THAT NAME--"
NICK, FOCUS.
"AT THAT NAME, THE OLD RETAINER
BURIED HER FACE AND BOTH HANDS,
"BURST INTO TEARS,
'OH, MY CHILD.'"
OKAY, GENTLEMEN,
SOON CARNAGE.
IN FIVE MINUTES.
BEHAVE FOR ONCE, HUH?
JUST RELAX,
THANK YOU.
YAH!
YAH!
AH!
YAH!
YAH!
YAH!
SOMEONE'S COMING.
CHRIST ALMIGHTY.
WHO DID THIS?
OH, JESUS CHRIST, OKAY.
WHO DID THIS?!
SOMEONE'S PISSED.
YOU'RE F***ING CRAZY.
ALL RIGHT, ALL IN.
YO, NICK,
WANT SOME CHIPS?
DUDE, DON'T MAKE I LOOK OBVIOUS.
OR SOMETHING.
WHAT'S UP,
YOU LITTLE SMACKS?
I NEED A YODEL.
JESUS CHRIST.
YO, YODEL-AY-HEE-HO.
COME ON, GUYS, I GOTTA GE ME SOME KILL JUICE,
'CAUSE THIS
ALL I WAN IS A YODEL-AY-F***IN'-HO.
BULLSHIT,
YOU BANGED A HOOKER.
WITH MY EIGHT-INCH BAT.
YOU PROBABLY GO EIGHT INCHES, EH?
EH? YOU DON'T BELIEVE--
YO LONG, THESE BOYS
BILLY, DON'T DO IT.
WHY DON'T YOU
BEHAVE YOURSELF?
LONG-LONG, I NEED ME
SOME EATS, MAN.
THAT'S RIGHT,
YOU LITTLE HEBREWS.
YOU DON'T KNOW HOW
TO BEHAVE YOURSELF--
COME ON, COME ON.
DUCK SAUCE.
WHAT A LOSER.
SON-OF-A-B*TCH.
MY ONLY PIECE OF ADVICE FOR YOU
TWERPS IS START SMOKING HEAVILY.
YO, CHILL OUT!
HURRY UP.
I GOT THIS.
HEY, HOW MUCH
FOR THIS YODEL?
FIFTY-FIVE CENTS.
COOL.
THANKS, LONG.
GIVE THESE:
TO YOUR F*GGOT BROTHER.
AND LIGHT UP:
YOU KIDS,
BEHAVE YOURSELVES.
ALL RIGHT.
NO.
YEAH.
BUT IT'S NOT BECAUSE
IT'S BECAUSE
OH, MY GOD.
BULLSHIT.
YOU REALLY CAN:
BLOW YOURSELF?
AND THEN I STICK I IN MY MOUTH AND I FINISH.
NO F***ING WAY.
DO IT!
WAS IT--
I GOT F***ING SKILLS.
HE'S GAY.
I DON'T THINK SO.
YOU'RE F***ING GAY.
YOU'RE NOT ALWAYS
AT MY HOUSE.
OH, MILD.
I'M KIDDING, I'M KIDDING,
I'M KIDDING.
YEAH, IT'S-- I MEAN,
THOUGH, EVERY NIGHT.
OH, HE WISHES.
SORRY, I DIDN'T KNOW I WAS
A GAY MAN 'CAUSE SHE KISSES YOU,
AND YOU HAVE CUM IN YOUR MOUTH,
SO SHE'S GAY?
WHERE THE F***
IS HE GOING?
RIGHT SIDE.
ALL RIGHT.
SALTY.
OH, MY GOD.
UH-HUH, UH-HUH.
HEY.
AIDA.
OKAY?
AY, YI, YI, YI.
NO.
YEAH, COME ON,
LET'S HEAR IT.
YES, YES,
YOU LOVE IT.
FINE, OH, GOD,
I'M DOING IT.
OKAY, OLIVER NICHOLAS
AND I CAN'T HELP IT.
HI, WITCH.
KIMO?
WHERE'S YOUR MOMMY?
SHE'S NOT HOME.
YOU STILL DIDN' PUT IN A FRAME.
I'LL DO IT.
I'LL DO IT.
I'M GETTING BRACES.
WHEN I HAVE BRACES?
I DON'T KNOW,
IT DEPENDS.
ON WHAT?
OLIVER, YOU'RE A HORRIBLE
YES.
HI, RATONCITOS.
HI, MRS. NICHOLAS.
HI, LILA.
TELL ME,
THEY'RE SKULLS.
MM-HMM.
BEAUTIFUL, MM?
I GUESS SO, YEAH.
I DON'T KNOW,
A YEAR AGO.
YOU JUST LOOK--
SEXY?
SILLY.
THANKS.
SMOKING EITHER.
YEAH, SURE.
OH, OH.
CIAO.
OKAY, THAT'S NOT TRUE.
WE DON'T--
WE DON'T FOOL AROUND.
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