Revenge for Jolly! Page #3
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- 2012
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and we'd really
appreciate it.
Never.
That wasn't very helpful.
No.
What...
What kind
of dog was it?
Miniature Pinscher.
Oh... I love those.
F*** you and your little
lump-a sh*t dog to hell!
He wasn't gonna tell us.
No.
Lady.
Where the f*** is this f***ing guy?
Just... Just tell us.
Just tell us.
I am not going to kill you.
Lady, please.
He's...
Please.
He's... He's, uh...
He's at a wedding reception...
Yeah.
Tonight.
Fausto's.
Fausto's?
Yeah.
That's the one that
looks like a castle?
Yeah.
Okay.
Okay.
Very good.
You stabbed me.
I was gonna shoot her,
but Cecil already told her
he wasn't gonna kill her.
And he said if I did,
I'd be making him a liar.
I thought I was gonna
lose him and I needed him.
So, I decided to let her live.
And I knew exactly what wod
Cecil feel better.
Still hungry?
Let's get Mexican.
Food.
Yeah.
Ooh, cheese enchiladas.
Yeah.
I love cheese enchiladas.
Not as much as I do.
Wait, wait.
What if I'm in more of a burrito
frame of mind though, you know?
Mmm.
And then I get the enchiladas
and then I realize like...
You wanted the burritos instead?
Yeah.
Have... Have you decide?
Okay, okay. Um, sh*t, sh*t,
sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.
Uh...
- Uh, 34. 34!
- 34!
- How could I not do it?
- Mmm-hmm.
How could not do it?
How do I not order it?
Have you decide?
Ah, f***.
F***!
I don't know, there's
just so many good choices.
Let's see.
Bean burrito plate?
Yeah.
Oh.
That's a really good choice.
Thanks, man.
I think so.
Yeah.
And can we have
six more beers, please?
Ole!
Can you pass me
a new beer?
You have a new beer.
Sh*t, I forgot.
Um... Can you pass me
another new beer?
I'm gonna use 'em both.
This is great.
I'm f***ed up.
Me too.
Should we smoke
some more weed?
Definitely not.
F*** it.
Yeah!
# I just did it
I just did it #
Geez.
Big party.
Sh*t.
Where am I
supposed to park?
Over there?
Is that a spot?
Right there, is that a...
Is that a spot right there?
Oh, no.
Yeah. Right in there.
All right. Is it still okay?
You got this,
you got it, you got it.
No, I can't, I can't.
Now go.
Go. Turn right.
I can't!
Turn right.
I can't.
Try!
I can't do it!
You have it. You can do it.
I can't do it.
You can do it.
I can't try.
You can't even try?
No!
I'm just gonna... I got it...
No, you see...
I'm not even
saying anything.
Just go straight back.
All right. All right.
Now go straight left.
Okay, but there's... No, wait.
Straight back or left?
Straight left.
Straight left?
Yeah, yeah.
And now hard straight right.
Oh!
Oh.
That's okay. That's just paint.
Paint?
Yeah, it's just paint. Yeah,
it's just paint. Just paint? What?
Come on, another one?
Wife! I got a wife!
I'm gonna f*** the sh*t out of
you tonight in the car. Okay.
Oh...
Gary!
Gary! Gary! Gary!
Did you see how narrow that spot was?
The Fleetwood wouldn't fit.
It was impossible!
Well, then, you
attempted the impossible.
There's no shame in trying.
Will you
shut the f*** up?
I'm just gonna go in here.
I'm just saying that I...
I admire the effort.
Wedding reception.
Whoo!
I haven't been to one of
these in a long time.
I mean, I know we're not
really invited.
Just... These things
are usually kind of fun.
This will be fun.
Gary knew just... You know, he
knew just what to say to me.
He said, "You gotta go out
and find the love. "
Oh!
Since I wasn't finding
the love at home.
Now I might not have found the
love that night, but, um...
I did find some, uh...
You know, I did have a good time
with this girl named, uh...
Oh, God, what was her name?
I can't even remember... I
don't remember her name.
Just know that Angela
and Gary will never sink
as low as Jenny
and I did because...
Because, um...
Because Angela's
a hell of a girl.
Aw...
And, uh... And Jenny's just a
filthy, stinking piece of crap...
Oh!
Yeah.
...who deserves everything
I ever did to her.
Sorry, kids, but it's true.
Mary Ann wants to get married.
I don't know.
Sometimes I want to,
sometimes I don't,
I don't know.
Right now
I love her.
If I was gonna
marry anybody,
it would have been Jolly.
Ward off curses,
stuff like that.
It makes sense.
She was perfect.
When this is all over, you
want to go to India with me?
Sure.
What do I pack?
Pack light.
You're too good for that guy.
You're too for Gary.
You're too good for him.
Look at him. Look at him.
It's true.
I'm just f***ing
with you, Gary.
Yeah, I just wish I had
gotten in there.
Just wish I had snuck in
there once before Gary did.
I'll take the big one.
You can't. Your hand.
No, I can handle it.
I was gonna take the big one.
Come on, just let me have
the big one.
Fine, I'll take
the two little ones.
Yeah, take the little ones.
Whoa.
Cool.
Handsome.
Think so?
Yeah.
Thanks.
You think we should lose the hats?
Sombreros.
Do you think we should
lose the sombreros?
Uh... Uh...
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah.
Okay, this is it.
This is it.
Yeah. Let's get
this motherf***er.
Yeah.
You ready?
I'm ready.
Sh*t!
What the...
Please don't scream.
We haven't killed anybody yet.
We don't have to kill anybody,
but we might. We might!
Especially if they act like
a bunch of f***ing jerks,
and don't cooperate!
Now,
we came here...
They have some garlic bread.
You want to continue?
Yes.
Sorry, I got hungry.
We just ate.
I said I'm sorry.
Okay?
Somebody in here
did a bad thing.
He did a very bad thing.
And we came...
Which one of you is Bachmeier?
Raise your hand.
The Bachmeier.
F***.
There's a sh*t-ton
of Bachmeiers here.
Who are you looking for?
The one that killed my dog.
Nobody here is leaving
until the man that killed
my dog admits it.
I want a confession.
I want to see his eyes.
F*** you, a**hole!
No, no, no. Come on, come on, come on.
It's just ranch.
But she got it all over my boots.
I know.
And it's on my jeans too.
What the f***?
You can't just go
- Ranch?
- You can't.
- No. No!
- No!
- You can't throw ranch!
- It's okay.
We're gonna wipe 'em
off later. All right?
Okay?
All right.
F***.
You see?
Stop, please stop!
Please, just stop! You're
looking for my brother, okay?
He's not here!
Why is he not here?
Well...
Why is he not here?
Because our family is...
It's dysfunctional.
Put it like that.
I still love you, baby.
Sir.
Fausto.
Fausto. Fausto?
This your place?
It's very nice.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
Fausto, can I... Um, could
you get me a beer, please?
Sure.
Is that okay?
Whatever you have is fine.
You motherfuckers picked
the wrong...
Tony!
F*** it.
Tony? Tony.
You f***ing d*cks!
This is my wedding reception!
This is our wedding reception.
You know what I mean.
Where's your brother?
Don't you tell him, baby.
I know where he is
and I'm not telling.
Why don't you b*tch pussies put down
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