The Mangler

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What are you doing?

Not up here.

Get back down there.

Jesus. Morons.

Hey, do you think

you could speed it up?

I got another load of sheets

coming from county hospital

in one hour.

You! I'm talking to you!

You, come on!

Jesus.

Hey, move it! Move it!

Yes, sir.

Good morning,

Mrs. Frawley.

Good morning, dear.

You're looking good

today, Sherry.

Hi.

Good morning.

Good morning.

You ought to watch

yourself, dear.

Let me help you with that.

Take care of number one.

Don't let the

pressure get to you.

What do you think

about the new girl?

Lin sue?

Oh, she's O.K.

If you're not careful,

you'll end up like me.

I'll keep that in mind.

I wonder where the

boss found her.

I wish she'd go back to whatever

sewer she crawled out of.

Let's get that

second boiler working.

Do you understand me?

Watch that pressure Gauge!

What are you doing?

I'm fixing the boiler!

Coming through!

Coming through!

Back off now.

We're coming through.

Steady now.

Steady now.

You better tighten the belts.

What?

The belts... tighten

them with clamps

so we can get a bigger load in.

Now, steady.

Come on. We're way behind.

Ow!

What are you doing?

Watch out!

Aah! Aah!

Stanner!

Sherry!

Stanner!

Sir! Yes, sir!

Ow!

Holy sh*t,

what was that about?

Goddamn sons of b*tches.

These two idiots

almost killed Sherry.

Damn it!

Jeez, I'm sorry.

Are you O.K.?

Moron! You could have

killed her!

It's nothing. I'm O.K.

Sherry.

You may need stitches.

No.

I'm O.K. Now.

Mr. Gartley, sir.

Do something.

Get 'em back to work!

Work 'em like

there's no tomorrow.

You boys with that

piece-of-sh*t icebox,

get it out of here! Move!

Deliver on time,

or you'll lose our business.

Move it!

Stanner,

time's a-wasting.

Ticktock, ticktock, tick.

Ha ha ha!

It's alright, George.

You know, life's a b*tch,

then you die.

Get 'em back to work.

Yes, sir.

We're behind schedule

as it is, goddamn it.

I got deadlines, George.

Never enough time

around here... never.

You heard the man!

Let's go! Move it!

Don't look at me!

You, get back to work.

Come on, get back to work.

Get back to work.

Come on, work with me, ladies.

Good morning.

Good morning, officer.

How are you?

Have a nice day.

Sh*t... sh*t... sh*t.

Got the address?

It's 1216 lake,

or is it 1218?

It's over there.

Oh, f***!

What did I miss?

Sh*t!

Hey!

Idiot, what was that?

Hey, what was that?

Hey, idiot, I'm talking to you.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

No, I'm talking

to the other idiot.

What was that? What? Can't you drive?

Move the truck.

Sir, we're just

delivering an icebox.

I don't give a f*** if you're

delivering a pizza to the pope.

You looking

for trouble, a**hole?

That's officer a**hole to you.

Move the truck, and

then we'll talk, O.K.?

O.K.

Sorry about

your hand, Sherry.

Boss, you're not kidding.

This icebox is hot.

Alright, Mr. gates,

it's time to talk.

It seems that your driver's

license has expired.

Watch out!

Sh*t! Uh!

Oh, I'm really

sorry, officer.

Get this goddamn thing

off of me!

Sh*t!

Numbnuts! Jesus!

Ow!

Are you O.K.?

Frawley! There's no

time for daydreaming.

I've got another load coming in.

Now, both of you, back to work!

Ow!

Bring the ratchet.

Oh!

Oh!

Aah!

Oh, god!

Aah! Oh, god! Help me!

Oh, god!

Help me, please!

My god!

Please, help!

No!

No!

Aah!

Hell's bells, Adelle!

Shut it off! Aah!

I don't know how!

Aah!

It won't shut off!

Shut it off!

It won't shut off!

No!

Aah!

Goddamn!

Uh! Uh!

Get back!

Get back!

Mrs. Frawley!

Oh, my god!

Jesus! Oh, god!

Aah!

Out of my way!

Oh!

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Oh, Frawley!

You stupid old b*tch!

Always getting in the way.

Goddamn it! Goddamn it!

Goddamn it!

Now, what's that for?

Reckless driving, illegal parking,

blocking of a public street.

Come on, pal.

Give me a break.

What do you want? Insulting an

officer?

Or being an arrogant,

ignorant son of a b*tch?

Since when is that a crime?

Help me, boss!

Aw, you broke my damn watch.

I'm all pooped out.

Officer

Hunton, come in.

Damn it.

You're a moron.

Officer Hunton, come in.

Officer Hunton.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, Molly, what have you got?

Good morning, Johnny.

How's your day so far?

Oh, my day's peachy,

Molly. What's up?

We've got a death

at the blue ribbon laundry.

It's a bad one.

Sheriff Hughes got called

away to an urgent meeting.

I need some help.

What's going on, and how

many did you take this time?

Right side up.

Come on.

Alright, Molly, I'm on the way.

Thanks a lot.

Oh, my god!

Oh, my god!

No!

No!

Sherry, it's O.K.

Get away from me!

Her worries are over.

Get away from me!

Holy sh*t.

Hello.

Is Mr. Gartley here?

Mr. Gartley

is unavailable.

I'm Stanner.

I'm the foreman.

Mr. Stanner,

I'm, uh...

I'm officer Hunton.

Can you show me what happened, Mr.

Stanner?

Do I have to?

Yeah, you have to.

She's down there. I... I

can't look at it again.

It makes me sick.

She's down there. I can't. I'm sorry.

I can't look at it.

Yeah, right, you can't look.

Run a loose shop, cut

corners... what do you expect?

People get hurt

or killed, right?

And then he can't look.

No, he can't look at it.

Oh.

Hell of a mess, huh, Johnny?

You know, me and my old camera

were doing this long before

you even came to this town.

Never did get used to it.

Yeah, right.

Oh.

Um... pictureman...

Make sure I get

some copies of that.

Like always.

Have I ever let you down?

Yes.

Oh!

Oh.

Sh*t.

I feel like it's all my fault.

I just wasn't strong enough.

I tried to help her.

O.K., it's alright.

It's alright. Excuse me.

Excuse me.

It's O.K.

Ex... excuse me.

I know how you feel.

Have you seen that machine?

It makes me sick to my stomach.

These will help.

Mrs. Frawley

used to take 'em.

Oh, keep the bottle.

Thank you.

Annette Gillian.

Uh, John Hunton.

How do you do?

Hi.

Oh, poor Mrs. Frawley.

Oh, god!

Hey, what's going on?

Nothing, Johnny. We're here

to settle a safety issue.

What's the emergency, anyway?

There's been an accident

with a speed ironer.

Let's go in.

If the safety

features on this machine

meet state and local standards,

then you may resume operation.

Yes, thank

you, judge bishop.

O.K., Martin,

start her up.

Stand clear, boys.

Let's start with the safety bar.

When I lift this up,

the machine

should stop. Uh!

Put it down, it should start.

What is your conclusion,

Mr. Martin?

Well, I'll tell you,

judge bishop,

the safety bar seems to

be working fine.

Then I declare that this was

a case of accidental death.

This inquest is closed.

I know what you

think of my work.

Look, there's no such thing

as empirical truth in

theoretical parapsychology.

If you saw Seraphims and Cherubims

falling out of the sky,

singing hallelujah,

you wouldn't believe it.

You want proof, right?

Oh, you'll never change.

You haven't eaten much.

Why? You're not

feeling well?

There was an accident today...

The worst one I've ever seen.

Messy?

So how long is it now

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