Weirdsville Page #3
and get Todd into the freezer!
What?
I forgot the key.
What are we supposed
to do, huh?
Stick him
in the meat grinder?
Excuse me, um, sir!
Shut up!
Abel.
Abel!
Seamus forgot
the freezer key!
Here's Royce's address.
Put Todd in the hole
those two imbeciles dug.
Let's go find the girl.
Do you think you can
handle that?
Just-- Can you not
hold him like that?
Jesus Christ!
You know what?
Watch your mouth,
little missy!
I know!
I know, okay?
I've had enough.
I'll wash your mouth out
with soap!
Can't you help me carry him?
Just shut up!
Okay.
Okay.
Sorry.|
God, that was
a Goddamn miracle
how those weirdos
brought her the f***
back to life!
She wasn't dead, man.
Yo, she had no pulse.
She had no pulse.
No.
Have you ever, in your life,
taken someone's pulse?
No.
Me, neither.
And I'm telling you,
those psychos didn't raise
anyone from anything.
Man, I know what I saw.
I know what I'm seeing now.
Wha--
What's, uh...
What's going on
with your gack?
You want it?
Yeah.
Why?
I quit.
Shut up.
No, I mean, I mean it.
Shut up.
I'm serious.
Shut up.
You shut up.
Shut up!
You shut up.
Shut-up.
No, seriously, please.
I mean it.
I kicked.
Where do you think
I was all week?
You okay?
F*** it, f*** it,
f*** it.
We should call the cops,
all right?
Not from here!
No?
They could trace it.
That is some CSI sh*t!
Yup.
Always on our asses!
Those bastards!
Where the f*** is my dope?
I swear, I'll cut off
their thumbs!
I'll cut off their thumbs!
How was it?
You know, kicking?
Oh, dear...
It was like puking rusty gears
and shitting razor blades.
Ew, man.
Yeah.
So you really are--
You kicked for good, huh?
Well, I'd twist off
a puppy's head
for a taste right now,
but yeah, I'm kicked.
Sh*t.
Hey, good evening, lads.
I don't think
I introduced you
to my friend Garry.
Oof!
Oh!
Ooh!
I don't blame you, Dex.
You're the quiet,
introspective one.
Royce, sadly,
is the idea man.
Listen--
Shut up.
I just got back
from your apartment.
Now, correct me
if I'm wrong,
but it seems to me
like someone had
one hell of a party
in there.
I can explain.
Shut up, Royce!
I'm talking now!
Look at you two, hmm?
You ever heard
of a f***ing shower?
You know what
your problem is?
You are a disgrace
to this country.
In Canada, you can have
anything you want
if you're willing
to work for it.
You two couldn't
hold down a f***ing job
if you were tied to it!
So, this is what I want.
I want the 1, 700
you owe me in cash,
plus the cash value
of the drugs
I kindly entrusted you.
That's fair.
Plus $600 bullshit tax.
Or you can forgo the tax
and, uh, Garry here
can drop this stone
on your face.
Which is it?
Bullshit tax!
Bullshit tax.
Good choice!
Add it up for them, Garry.
in cash, by last call.
Oh, man.
"Oh, man. "
F***ing, "Oh, man.
Oh, f***ing man".
Okay.
You're right. Okay?
I'll be there
after my game.
We're curling tonight.
He's my skip.
Let's go.
Playoffs tonight.
You know what, Garry, f*** it.
Yeah, let's show them.
Throw the stone.
Hey, hey, hey!|
Take it easy!|
Come on.
You and Mattie blow through
that whole stash?
Huh?
Did you and Mattie
blow through
that whole stash?
No, dude, of course
I saved some.
You know she's a hog.
Give it to me.
Oh, come on, man.
Just... give it to me.
Don't do it, Dex.
Come on, man.
You were just talking about
how hard it was to kick, dude.
F***.
Hey, Dex.
Hey, Mattie.
How you feeling?
Huh.
I think I was dead.
Yeah.
I saw my mom.
She was so sad.
She showed me hell.
It was so f***ed up, Dex.
This voice
as big as the sky went...
"Matilda. "
Oh, Mattie,
what are you doing?
What are you doing?
No, seriously.
What am I doing?
What are you doing, Dex?
I'm sorry.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Who isn't?
You still going
to call the cops?
Nope.
Where are we going?
We got work to do.
I have been
Terrified
By the thought
of losing you
So very terrified
By the thought
of losing you
I've been petrified
Hey, man, look.
This tree's still
got a leaf on it.
Yeah.
It's nice.
Shall we?
Opa!
O-- Okay!
Was that completely
necessary?
Don't be a dick.
Where does
the other one live?
I don't know.
Why don't you check
the Yellow Pages
under "junkies"?
Hey, take it easy!
What's the big deal?
We're robbing
these people.
Let's not add insult
to injury.
Keep it dark, please,
just in case.
Yes, master... bater.
Hey, listen to this.
"Though Taylor's I. P. O.
has scored him millions,
"his true passion
is the New Age Center
he started after settling
in Weedsville in 1977. "
What a crazy f***.
Hey, man,
I know this place.
Yeah, I took yoga there.
You took yoga?
Yeah, man.
It enhances the high.
How'd that
work out for ya?
I got kicked out.
What for?
Sporting wood.
Listen to this.
She wrote a song.
... sayin'
you shouldn't try
I really think
you should try-yi-yi
I tried to fight it
But now I'm on my knees
It's not my fault
If I can't hold on
I'm not that strong, no!
It's not my fault...
Beautiful voice.
Maybe she'll sing for Lucifer
when she meets him.
Man, we should have gone
to my place first.
I got flashlights
and me and Matilda,
we drew up a plan.
You drew up a plan?
Do you keep it
in your evidence bag?
Yeah, bingo.
That's it.
Here?
Yeah, man,
right in there.
Sh*t.
Sh*t.
Is it locked?
I can crack
that knob, man.
Have at it,
knob-cracker.
Ready?
Yeah.
Hey!
Oh.
Oh.
All right, man,
let's get this open
before that kid wakes up.
Right.
What kid?
How'd you knock him out?
Oh, man, I hit him
with the-- that elf thing
that we broke in with.
Gnome.
Yeah, okay.
Whatever.
What is it, a leprechaun?
Gnome.
You know what I mean?
Like the...
the Smurf thing that we--
I hit the br--
hit the window with?
What Smurf?
Gnome.
What are you saying, man?
You're stoned.
You keep saying "no".
It's been a while.
It was a leprechaun.
"No. "
Elf? "No. "
What's this?
The Taylor house.
Come on.
There it is.
Yeah, there it is.
You going to open it?
Me?
Yeah, you're the one
that knows the combo.
I didn't memorize it, man.
I wrote it down.
You know, I think
you might've mentioned that
before we broke In here.
Oh, I didn't think of it.
You didn't think of it?
No.
We have a safe to crack,
the contents of which
could save our lives,
and you didn't think of it?
I know, that sucks.
Yeah, that sucks.
That sucks.
Start the night
burying a body
and it's usually
right down the hill
from there, isn't it?
Oh, that's so true.
So true.
Ow!
It's a sign.
It's gotta be a sign.
Maybe it's a coincidence.
Lucifer sent them
to the drive-in
to test our faith,
Seamus,
and now we've
been rewarded.
Three of them,
three of us,
same configuration
of men and women.
That's no coincidence.
Technically,
there were four of us
that went
to the drive-in--
Are you doubting?
No.
Doubt is the enemy
of faith, Seamus.
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