The Mudge Boy Page #2
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- Year:
- 2003
- 94 min
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PERRY SMELLS:
LIKE COWSHIT. YOU DO SMELL
LIKE:
COWSHIT, MAN.
PFF...
0W!
Ass:
CAN WE:
GO GET IT? BRENT!
LET ME OUT. I'M GOING HOME.
WHAT'S THE MATTER, PERRY?
YOUR VAGINA SORE?
SERIOUSLY, LET ME OUT OF
THE F***ING CAR. I'M LEAVING.
ALL RIGHT.
TAKE IT EASY.
[TRAVIS]:
HEY, SCOTTY, ISWHOO!
OF YOU, YOU KNOW?
THAT AND THE CHICKEN.
FORGET IT.
IT'S GONE.
HOW COME YOU HAVE TO AC LIKE THAT IN FRONT OF PEOPLE?
I DON'T KNOW.
MY MOM DIED.
YEAH, I KNOW.
[URINATING]
IT'S BIG, HUH?
YEAH.
A LOT OF GIRLS:
WON'T LET ME F*** THEM
WHEN THEY FIRS SEE THE SIZE OF IT.
YOU HAVE TO GET THEM WE SO YOU DON'T HURT THEM.
YEAH.
YEAH...
YOU EVER F***
A GIRL, DUNCAN?
NO.
SHE WOULDN'T LET ME
PUT IT IN HER.
SO I JUST KEP RUBBING DOWN THERE,
PLAYING WITH HER NIPPLES.
SHE HAD THESE:
BIG NIPPLES, MAN.
STUCK OUT LIKE THAT.
HA, HA, BIG, HARD ONES.
BIG COW NIPPLES.
I'D RUB ONE BETWEEN MY FINGERS
AND WHISPER "LET ME F*** YOU."
NO, I CANT.
SO, I'D PINCH THEM REAL HARD
WHEN SHE SAID THAT.
HARD, SO SHE'D MOAN.
JUST TO PUNISH HER A LITTLE.
BUT YOU COULD TELL
SHE WAS LOVING IT,
'CAUSE HER P*SSY
WAS SOPPING WET.
HA, AND I JUST KEP LICKING ON THOSE NIPPLES,
FLICKING MY TONGUE
ON THEM, PULLING THEM.
JUST TEASING THE HELL
OUT OF HER.
SHE STARTED GRABBING
ON THAT BIG DICK.
I WAS SLIDING TWO FINGERS
IN AND OUT OF HER.
"LET ME F*** YOU."
JUST KEPT MOANING
AND MOVING HER ASS.
[ PANTING 1
F*** ME, F*** ME.
"F*** ME, PERRY."
I LIKE TO LOOK THEM
RIGHT IN THE EYES
THE FIRST TIME:
THEY FEEL THAT DICK
GOING UP IN THERE.
PRETTY SOON, I COULD
FEEL HER UNDERNEATH ME,
SLIDING HER ASS DOWN
ON THAT BIG DICK.
IT'S FUNNY...FIRST,
THEY DON'T LET YOU F*** THEM,
THEN THEY'RE F***ING
YEAH.
PEOPLE DO WEIRD STUFF SOMETIMES.
[sun FIRING]
F***!
PERRY!
MY DAD.
I BETTER GO BEFORE
HE COMES OUT.
PERRY!
BYE, PERRY.
WHERE YOU BEEN?
I WAS OUT RIDING AROUND
WITH MY FRIENDS.
[YAWNING]
I'VE BEEN THINKING
THAT I WANT YOU:
TO HELP ME OU MORE AROUND HERE.
THERE'S NO REASON TO PAY JUSTER
WHEN I GOT A GOOD,
STRONG BOY LIKE YOU.
HOW YOU FEELING?
HAD SUPPER?
I'M FINE.
ALL RIGHT, WELL, WE GOT TO BALE
THE REST OF THA FIRST CUT TOMORROW.
YES, SIR.
UH...
I THINK YOUR MOTHER
THANK YOU.
NO MORE, ALL RIGHT.
DAD...
YOU'RE NOT THROWING
IT OUT, ARE YOU?
I'M JUST PUTTING
SOME THINGS IN STORAGE.
WE GOT TO GE AN EARLY START TOMORROW.
HEY.
NO, THANK YOU.
WHY DON'T YOU GO GET CLEANED UP?
FRIENDS OF YOURS.
WHAT ABOUT DINNER?
I'LL FIX MY OWN.
HEY , PERRY .
WHAT'S UP?
THEY'RE CUTE, AREN'T THEY?
WANT SOME HELP?
I GOT IT.
WHY AREN'T YOU
HELPING YOUR DAD?
NOTHING.
[PERRY]:
IT'SF***ED-UP, YOU KNOW?
YOU HAVE THIS IDEA
THAT YOUR LIFE:
WILL AUTOMATICALLY
BE DIFFERENT WHEN YOU GROW UP.
THEN YOU START GETTING OLDER
AND YOU REALIZE IT'S ALL
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
SORT OF.
IT'S A F***ING JOKE.
YEAH...l KNOW
WHAT YOU MEAN.
HA...
NO.
LIKE WHAT?
I DON'T KNOW.
ROLL OVER, SIT --
IT'S YOUR CHICKEN.
GIVE ME YOUR BIKE.
TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF.
AREN'T YOU GOING IN?
I'M WAITING TILL
I'M MORE SWEATY.
I'M GOING IN.
THAT'S FAR.
IS IT DEEP?
DEEP ENOUGH.
HEY, AHH!
ARE YOU CRAZY? YOU ALMOS KILLED ME!
YOU'RE OK. YOU
CAN SWIM, RIGHT?
YEAH.
DUNCAN!
[PERRY]:
HA, HA...OH,IT'S F***ING COLD!
[LAUGHING]
IT'S FREEZING.
THAT WAS:
KIND OF FUN.
THAT WASN'T SO BAD, WAS IT?
WHOO!
IT'S NEAT.
YEAH, IT'S MY HIDEOUT.
REALLY?
WOW.
NOBODY BUT ME.
DID YOU EVER BRING
A GIRL UP HERE?
F***, NO.
[ BRENT ]:
DUNCAN.
DUNCAN...!
[ SCOTTY ]:
HE'S GOT TOBE HERE. HIS BIKE IS HERE.
[ TRAVIS 1:
DUNCAN BUDDY, HA.
WHERE ARE YOU?
[BRENT]:
DUNCAN? COME OUT,COME OUT, WHEREVER YOU ARE.
[ SCOTTY 1:
FUDGE BOY! [TRAVIS]: DUDE, DUDE,
PUT IT ON:
THE TRACKS. NO, NO, WAIT.
I GOT A:
MY BIKE!
I'LL GET IT.
[ SCOTTY 1:
HA-HA...OOPS, SORRY, MAN.
[BRENT]:
DINKY, WHERE ARE YOU?[TRAVIS]:
HE'SGOT "TO BE BELOW.
[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING]
OH, SH*T!
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO
WATCH FOR TRAINS. F***, I DIDN' HEAR IT.
RUN,
YOU STUPID FUCKS!
[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING]
IT'S LIKE A ROCK, HUH?
YEAH.
I BETTER GET YOUR BIKE.
A LITTLE CEMETERY
FOR THEM WHEN THEY GET OLD.
SHE WON'T LET MY DAD EAT THEM.
SHE DOESN'T BELIEVE IN IT.
AND HE LISTENS:
TO HER?
HE USED TO.
[CLUCKING 1
YOU GUYS GAVE THEM
A LOT OF NAMES.
YEAH.
THAT DIED BEFORE.
ARE YOUR GRANDPARENTS
STILL ALIVE?
MY MOM'S ARE.
I NEVER ME MY DAD'S.
THEY'RE
PROBABLY DEAD.
I ALWAYS THOUGHT,
IF YOU'RE A GOOD PERSON,
WHEN YOU DIED, YOU'D JUS GO STRAIGHT TO HEAVEN.
BUT THEN THEY JUS PUT YOU IN THE GROUND,
THERE'S DEFINITELY
A HEAVEN.
THERE HAS TO BE.
WERE THEY IN LOVE?
WHO?
YOUR PARENTS.
GUESS SO.
WANT TO KNOW A SECRET?
YEAH.
NEVER MIND.
TELL ME.
I'M NOT GOING TO TELL ANYBODY.
YOU CAN CALM A CHICKEN BY
PUTTING ITS HEAD IN YOUR MOUTH.
MY MOM SHOWED ME.
[CLUCKING 1
YOUR MOM WAS A WEIRDO, TOO, HUH?
NO.
I DIDN'T MEAN THAT.
YOU THINK I'M WEIRD?
YEAH.
A LITTLE. DON'T YOU?
I DON'T KNOW.
WANT TO TRY IT?
SEE, THAT'S WHA I'M TALKING ABOUT, DUNCAN.
THAT'S WEIRD.
[ HAMMERING 1
DUNCAN!
COMING.
IS THAT IT?
THAT'S IT.
HEY, MR. MUDGE. HEY, DUNCAN.
HEY, DUNCAN,
YOU WANT TO DO SOMETHING?
WE'RE JUST CRUISING AROUND.
COME WITH US, DUNCAN.
WHERE'S PERRY?
WE'RE GOING TO
PICK HIM UP.
CAN I?
YEAH. GO AHEAD.
LET ME:
GET READY.
HOW YOU BEEN, MR. MUDGE?
JUST FINE.
GOOD.
GOOD TO HEAR.
DUNCAN!
BYE, DAD.
OK.
HEY, YOU GO MONEY, RIGHT?
HOLD ON A MINUTE.
BUY SOMETHING FOR
YOUR FRIENDS THERE.
WOW, THANK YOU.
SCOTTY, GE THE F*** OUT.
PLEASE.
YEAH, RIGHT.
HOP IN, BUDDY. HEY, DUNCAN,
WHERE'S YOUR CHICKEN.
I DON'T KNOW.
BUMMER.
SHE'S PROBABLY AROUND SOMEWHERE.
BYE, DAD.
CAREFUL, NOW.
[6]
6 HEY, HEY 6
6 HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY 6
6 COME ON, GET UP 6
6 HEY, HEY 6
TAKE A PULL, DUNCAN.
DRINK, DRINK, DRINK,
DRINK, DRINK...
DRINK, DRINK,
DRINK, DRINK, DRINK...
[CHEERING AND HOWLING]
PUMPKIN!
[LAUGHING]
DANDELION WINE.
HOW YOU FEEL,
BUDDY?
HOW YOU FEELING?
HOW YOU FEELING?
TINGLY.
[LAUGHING]
TINGLY, HUH?
HEY, DUNCAN.
DO HER:
AGAIN, MAN. YEAH, DO IT.
COME ON.
NAW, I SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE IT.
COME ON, DO IT.
DO IT...DO IT.
[LAUGHING]
COME ON,
MAN, DO IT.
TOOK AN AWFUL SPILL
OFF MY BIKE TODAY.
I NEED YOU TO FIX THOSE TIRES,
EDGAR. THEY'RE AWFUL WOBBLY.
HEY. HELLO.
WHO IS THAT GUY?
LEAVE HIM ALONE.
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