Exotic Dancer: Hey horny idiots, I'm going to flop these things at you, but don't touch! Very big dude close by: Don't touch!
one would think they would have some sort of "buy 4051 lap dances, get one free" policy. so i'm thinking at least 4052.
Joey: He's flashin' his cash loaf again. Donbot: How many times is that? Two or three? Clamps: Three. Donbot: Alright. That's the necessary number of times. That scab's gonna have a little on-the-job accident.
Navin I can fix those shocks. Driver No, we just want some gas, Muchacho. Navin O.k. but it's Sunday. We got to have a credit card. Driver Ah... Jerry And all the cash is locked up? Navin Oh no, not locked up. We got a lot a cash, it's just that the banks are closed and I'm not allowed to have cash coming in or going out 'cause I'm all alone here for the first time and I don't want anything to happen and you know you flash this kind of wad in front of some people and they'll kill you for it! So we got to have a credit card. Driver Hey Jerry? We got a credit card in there? Credit card? (Navin is offered a smoke from guy in the back seat) Navin Oh, no thanks. I don't smoke. What kind of cigarette is that? Backseat guy Joint. Navin Joint? They don't make 'em very good. Jerry Mastercharge do? Navin Yeah that's fine. We take Mastercharge. Do you want a fill up, Mrs. Neusebalm? Jerry Oh, I'm Mr. Neusebalm. Driver Yeah, that's his wife's card. Navin Wife's card huh? Driver Yeah, I'll vouch for him Navin O.k - as long as we got a voucher. (Navin checks the list of stolen credit cards) Stolen! (Navin goes inside the gas bar and dials the phone) Navin I got it! Just send a police car over. Mrs. Neusebalm's credit card! I got the guys who stole it! (the guys outside honk their horn) Navin Hold on they're calling me. I'll be right back. (Navin runs back out to the car) Navin Yes? Driver Yeah, throw a couple of tires in the trunk - put it on the card - radials. Navin O.k. Jerry Make 'em whitewalls! Navin Yes sir Mr. Neusebalm! (Navin runs back to the phone) Navin I'm back, only its worse than I thought. They're not only sticking us for gas but they're grabbing tires and everything! They're really sacking it to us! Yeah, it's Hartounian's gas station at the corner... Hang on a second, I don't want to get them suspicious. Don't worry, I can keep 'em here. I saw this trick in a movie. (the bell on the church next door rings) Navin Got your tires! (Navin puts the tires in the trunk of the car and proceeds to tie a rope from bumper of it to a water tap on the church) Navin Anything else? Driver Yeah. Jerry And we'll take the money you got in your pocket. Navin Oh sure, I'll just put it on the card. Hey guess what! You're out eighth customer today - you won a free oven mitt! I'll go get it for ya. (Navin saunters back to phone) Navin Yeah, I'm back. Uh huh. Yeah, they're going to be here for a while. Don't worry, I've rigged it. (Meanwhile, back at the car...) Driver You guys want to stick around for an oven mitt? Jerry Nah. (Back to Navin on the phone...) Navin Hang on just a second. (the car starts to pull away, despite the rope. Only, it is dragging the church behind it) Navin Um, they might not be here, uh, exactly, uh, when you get back, but, uh, it's a blue Chevy two door and it will be going south on Hertatto street. No, I can't make out the license number but, uh, it will be pulling a small church. So any blue Chevy pulling a small church, I figure that'd be the one. Yeah, uh huh.
With all due respect, Donbot, I don't think we should rely on an accident happening. Let's kill him ourselves.
