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Right, okay, and you have your walkie, right?
(grunts)
We got the thing with the thing. Uh, the thing.
Whoa, look at those Winnebagos
Am I in hell?!
Frank, what? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
(grunting)
I'm full of dog poison.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. No, wait, we'll go...
Except why aren't we moving yet, Frank?
Oh, shit. I'm at an impound.
- More for me. CHARLIE (over walkie): Yo, Frank!
Lisa.
Where the hell did I put that thing?
Where? They're right there!
There's a malignant tumor on your front lobe...
He is choking.
for each of you, then you're gonna be great.
Need booze.
Frank? Frank!
Hey! What the hell are you guys doing?
what's going on. Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's a good idea.
Oh, what a day.
Look at the blueprint. Listen to the vain one.
Frank? Are you okay? Rug, rug, rug, rug.
I know where I can get a rug real quick. What?
You're dying, you bastard.
We're outside the bakery on 6th Street. Where the hell are you?
You're playing games with me, Frank.
We found something. You have a very serious disease,
Run, run, run, run, Frank! Run, Frank!
You're right! You're right, I'm wrong, okay?! (horn honks)
Go! Okay, I'm on it. I'm on it.
Oh, shit. Where am I?
This sandwich.
(phone chimes) Oh, shit, look.
(sputtering)