
Small Timers Page #4
WHAT THE HELL:
HAPPENED TO YOU?
MR. ROGERS
[ SIGHS ]
[ INDISTINCT TALKING ]
HEY, WHAT'S UP, MAN?
YOU GET ANYTHING?
MNH-MNH.
ME EITHER, MAN.
WHERE'S THIS FAT-CA OWNER AT, MAN?
LIKE 30 MINUTES AGO.
YOU THE OWNER?
[ SIGHS ]
WHAT HAPPENED HERE?
HEY, I'M DETECTIVE WHITE,
LIKE I TOLD YOU:
ON THE PHONE,
ASSAILANTS,
SOME NITROUS-OXIDE
FOR RIGHT NOW.
MIDDA RUDDO, VENEEDA --
VENEEDA ASSUAFEW KESSION.
I BEG YOUR PARDON?
MM.
PSHHH.
YUYA WYGOT BIGTITTY?
E-EXCUSE ME?
HE WAS SAYING, "DO YOU
AND YOUR WIFE LIVE IN THE CITY?"
THAT RELEVANT?
WHEASKA KESSIONS.
LET'S SEE, I DON'T KNOW.
I SUPPOSE ANYONE THA WOULD WANT FREE MONEY.
ESSAFLO.
AIGGH MEDENNA BAKKAP.
WHERE WERE YOU:
ALL POSSIBILITIES.
THAT'S INCLUDING
BANK FRAUD.
MM-HMM.
YES, WELL,
ALL DAY.
OKAY.
I DON'T HAVE
ANY MORE QUESTIONS, MAN.
UH, MIDDA RUDDO,
TANDU SUKKADIC?
I'M SORRY. WHAT DID
WOULD YOU MIND:
REPEATING THAT, PLEASE?
HE WAS JUST SAYING
YOUR STATEMENT.
[ PAPER RUSTLES ]
DETECTIVE MEEKS.
HOW DOES A MAN:
SUCH AS YOURSELF
OBTAIN A POSITION
OF COMMUNICATIVE SKILLS,
A HINDRANCE,
BUT AN ANNOYANCE,
AS WELL.
HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY.
HEY, STEP BACK NOW.
YOU OKAY?
RIGHT THERE IN THE WORLD, OKAY?
WHERE IS IT?!
NOOOO!!
YES, SIR?
EARLIER TODAY,
AN ITEM?
I'M NOT --
I'M NOT SURE, SIR.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
YOU'RE NOT SURE?
YOU'RE THE BANK MANAGER.
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE OVERSEEING
ALL BUSINESS TRANSACTIONS,
ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY
PERTAIN TO ME.
WELL, I...COULD ASK THE TELLERS
YOU DO THAT.
HOW MUCH:
I DON'T KNOW, BRUH.
I CAN'T BELIEVE
THIS IS BETTER:
THAN SEX, SON!
JACKIN' OFF
DON'T COUNT.
YEAH, IT DOES.
BUT YOU A VIRGIN.
YO, OPEN THE MONEY.
THAT'S WHY I DON' MESS AROUND WITH VIRGINS.
OPEN IT.
OHH! [ SQUEALS ]
OH, NOW,
THAT'S BEAUTIFUL.
THAT'S SO GOOD!
THAT IS BEAUTIFUL!
THAT'S SO GOOD!
IT IS, LORD.
HELP US, JESUS.
OH!
[ BEEPING ]
NAW, I LOST MINE.
[ BEEPING CONTINUES ]
[ BEEPING ACCELERATES ]
OH, SNAP, SON.
FIRST I'M GONNA CRY,
AND THEN...I'M JUS GOING TO SIT HERE.
WHAT HAPPENED:
TO THE MONEY?
HEY, HEY, HEY.
THE MONEY!
THIS IS A TRAGEDY.
DO YOU SEE THIS?
ALL THAT WORK:
NOTHIN'!
THAT SAYS,
I'M HISPANIC.
ANTOINE?
HEY, BABY.
YOU'RE HOME EARLY.
TO SURPRISE YOU.
THAT'S TWO DAYS
IN A ROW.
SURPRISE!
JUST LIE TO JALISSA,
THAT'S FINE.
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA.
WHERE YOU GOING?
DON'T LIE TO ME, ANTOINE!
I DIDN'T SAY NOTHIN'!
WE...WON THE LOTTERY.
THE L--
THE SCRATCH-OFF.
AND THEY GAVE US
RICARDO, MY EYE.
AND YOU SAID:
YOU DIDN'T LIKE WALLS,
[ STOMPS ]
YOUR BANK.
THAT WASN'T YOU?
MY STOMACH HURTS.
TELL ME THE TRUTH!
OKAY.
WE DID IT.
WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?
NO, NO. NO.
NOBODY GOT HURT.
THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW IT WAS US.
SOMETHING LIKE THIS?
BECAUSE!
AS IT IS,
FIRE ME:
FOR SOMETHING THAT WASN' EVEN MY FAULT!
BABY, I'M TIRED
YOU DESERVE.
I'M TIRED
OF BEING A NOBODY.
ALL I NEED FROM YOU
IS LOVE, RESPECT, AND TRUTH.
YOU'RE NOT A NOBODY
BECAUSE I LOVE YOU.
ANTOINE.
YOU JUST DON'T APPLY I TO THE RIGHT THINGS.
SUCCESSFUL FOR ONCE.
WELL, ROBBING A BANK
YOU'RE STILL WRONG!
HEY, AFTER THIS,
YOU THINK ANTOINE
RICARDO, SHUT UP, MAN!
YOU'VE DONE SOMETHING LIKE THIS?
AND YOU THINK:
YOU KNOW SOMEBODY.
WHERE YOU GOING?
BABY, DON'T GO.
J! BABY,
JA--
[ TIRES SCREECH ]
MR. REESE SYKES
TO SEE YOU, SIR.
YOUR REPUTATION:
PRECEDES YOU.
WHO'S VERY SKILLED
AT RETRIEVING VALUABLE ITEMS
USING BRUTE FORCE.
AM I MISTAKEN?
VERY GOOD!
YOU'RE HIRED.
NOW, I'D LIKE YOU
TO GET YOUR HANDS
ON A CERTAIN PHALLUS.
I DON'T DO
NO, NO.
THE "CAESAR'S PHALLUS."
MM.
PERHAPS YOU'VE HEARD OF...
FEARLESS FREDDY?
OF COURSE.
YES, WELL,
I HIRED MR. FREDDY
TO DELIVER:
BUT IT SEEMS:
THEY CUT OFF:
IT'S AN INTERESTING ITEM,
MR. RUSSO.
A JEWEL-ENCRUSTED PHALLUS.
I'M A COLLECTOR
OF EROTIC ART.
I OWN CLEOPATRA'S
CLITORIS...
...AND HERCULES'
TESTICLES.
[ GRUNTS ]
DINNER IS SERVED!
HA HA!
[ SOBS ]
Newscaster:
THE THIEVES EMPLOYEDAMONG THOSE INSIDE.
HOWEVER, THE ASSAILANTS
FITTED WITH DYE PACKS.
HAS STRUCK AGAIN.
AN EXTRAVAGANT JEWELED STATUE
KNOWN AS "CAESAR'S PHALLUS"
AND WORTH UPWARDS
DAMN, MAN, I AM SICK AND TIRED
BY THIS GUY, MAN!
ANTOINE,
MAN, DON'T TELL ME
TO CALM DOWN!
ALL RIGHT TODAY:
IF SOMEBODY HADN'T GRABBED
YO, DON'T PUT THIS
ALL ON ME, OKAY?
I AIN'T THE ONE
WHO SWIPED LAUGHING GAS
INTO A MONKEY HOUSE!
GUYS, COME ON --
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