(car engine starts)
(wind howls continue)
(yelps dogs)
(low growls)
(heavy metal music is played)
I was built to survive.
- I will die... - (chicken gun) </ p >
... when I'm very good.
BIKER QUEEN: Aah!
MAN: take me get out of here
Aah
What do you know about this?!
Oh, shit.
What do you know?
You see it?
You see this crunchy stump?
His arm is blown off by the wind.
(both screaming)
MAN: Fucker!
You are dickhead lesbo
(man keeps shouting)
I have no understanding of what goes down
- (roaring machine) - (groans)
Aah! No!
You will spill your guts!
Alright, damn it! I'll say yes
- (slicing machine) - (screaming)
(panting)
Aah!
Bastard
I don't do nonsense
Who did it?
That damn bastard.
- Who ?! - Bozo!
Bozo!
(shout) </ p >
(coughing)
(stopping the machine)
MAN: The Trans-Am is missing.
MAN: Bastard.
BIKER QUEEN: which direction does the bitch go?
The small town there,
on the other side of the bridge.
That's where he gets along
with his little brother.
He left me.
(coughing)
That son of a bitch
They left me.
They left me to die .
(coughing)
YOUNG MAN: You have a heart attack?
(groans)
My heart.
(groaning)
TV REPORTER: daughter lives in the drainage pipe
Now, there are those who believe that Gus,
dear known as "Short Bus" Gus,
has a special psychic gift.
WOMEN: Take me to the city center, push the rabbit! </ p >
Oh! Yes! Aah!
Quickly fuck up there!
We have to take Grandma before the match
GUS ON TV: I can smell his courage.
(loud bang)
(woman screaming)
MAN: What the hell is that?!
MAN: Oh, my God! Run!
Fuckin & apos; complicated Mexicans.
(loud roar)
- (roaring) - (screaming)
(Lightning cry in Spanish)
He's gone, man .
He left.
(growling)
(shutter locked)
I'm thunder
This is lightning
I bring a roar.
He brings his pain.
Not politically correct to kill small people,
let alone two.
(sighs)
(all shouting)
MAN: I will.
(humans hang up)
p>
SHERIFF: how long will you hold on to me, huh?
But I can hold you forever, should it come for that.
Six days is now clinker, huh?
You might as well want to take a shower right?
Not today, bud.
There is no shower, no bread, no water.
Your smell reminds me of pasta
> I made a jerk on a hot day.
HUMAN: Can't hold me here like this.
SHERIFF: Who will stop me?
I am an anti-smack regime in full effect, son.
I am a guillotine looking for a head.
Luke. </ p >
LUKE: Yes, sir?
Now, I know you're cooking This is crystal bullshit
on your school bus somewhere.
Where is that?
Where is your damn nest, addict?
I don't know anything about no school bus, Sheriff.
I'm just a homeless person.
Well, it's okay...
until I find it, burn it,
and urinate in the ashes.
(grunting) </ p >
(splash)
Don't give him anything the rest of the day
LUKE: Alright, Sheriff.
(bum laughs )
I am soon,
and I am terrible.
Who wants to go fingering?
(loud bang, people scream)
(growling animals)
I said, he cheatin & apos; to me I know that.
(cicada singing)
(sighs)
Dale, this is messed up with my business.
Dale, I'm not even number one salesman
myself Two-employee-strong cars are now a lot.
Alright, Dale, listen.
He's someone in this damn city. I
No, I have no proof, Dale.
That's where you come from, Dale.
Dale, you talk & apos; </ p >
Shut up, Dale. Okay, listen.
That's where you come in, okay?
I need strong evidence, Dale.
I need damn proof. Yes. </ P>
Some dirty underwear or something, do you know? </ P>
Some distorted pubes, condoms bad luck.
I don't care Get some solid evidence.
(panting)
Wait a minute.
We are all ready here.
MAN: let's go
Hey, you guys Enjoy the station wagon, okay?
MAN: Hurry up.
SALESMAN: Don't forget to go back When the junior is ready to roll.
Alright?
Hey, hey.
You remember,
I fucking & apos; cut prices.
Remember that.
Hola, amigos.
There is no credit?
It doesn't matter.
I know the car. I know the engine.
American ingenuity, that's what I did.
Slash-slash, slash-slash,
slickety-slash
Like this beauty here... 2,999.
Cut ! 999.
No credit. No problem.
I'm very bad, You know it's good.
Sucking dick, everything. </ P>
I cut prices. </ P>
(distant voices scream)
My damn reputation on the phone here, Dale.
Get in there, Dale.
Let the bastard know he got it comin & apos;
(snapping)
(destroying glass)
Crap
(man shouting)
SLASHER: Ooh! SH...
Ooh! </ P>
Damn, there was a lawsuit. </ P>
- (whimpering animals) - (moans man)
What is that... Aah!
I'm damn tahu know that!
(tire squealing)
So damn mati die!
You fuckin 'die you just fuckin' kill yourself.
You can threaten me everything you want,
but I'm empowered now...
in secret
I hope for good things to happen...
for me.
Thought becomes something.
Motherfuckin & apos; what?
And Greg is my rock.
GREG: Well, now, just relax.
Don't forward from ourselves here
I am ne & er-do-well,
and I have a mustache.
This doesn't happen overnight
Mmm?
SWORD: Of all those damn people, Greg.
- (animal growls) - (Secret screams )
Good.
(roar engine)
Not whose house, hoarse.
Let's go from here.
Where does he live?
Trans-Am doesn't exist.
That tells me You're out of luck, miss.
You're fucking
Monsters don't attack.
They go
We can look for it.
We don't go anywhere, women .
GREG: What are you talking about
The prison is the only safe place in the city.
Akan.
Greg, that damn prison is locked, okay,
and we can't torture it.
Look out. Have you seen the number blood out there, nimrod?
Good, That's what happened to make you.
I look forward to this.
Here it is.
I look forward to this, and here it is.
This is not that damn help.
I visualize this, and they appear.
SECRET: This is proof.
SLASHER: Sweet, help is US from fuckin & apos; A. military, okay?
That's a gang.
They got fucking hostages, to cry...
Get off! Big man it sees.
They leave.
We can't let them go.
SLASHER: Yes, we can.
GREG: They have weapons. </ p >
SLASHER: Duh, and they will show it to us.
No, it's time for so that humanity can gather.
(hard) You are wrong!
SLASHER: Close...
GREG: Motherfucker!
SLASHER: Fuck, Greg You will tell I'm about wrong?
You're a wife-fucker!
GREG: far from my path
BIKER QUEEN: Come on.
He might be heading city.
BARTENDER: I told you where he lives, where he is hanging out.
Now, look, you cut me loose. Please.
BIKER QUEEN: Be comfortable.
(the engine rumbles, dies)
(grunts groaning)
SLASHER: Stupid crap Gobbling stupid.
- GREG: Motherfucker! - SLASHER: Fuckin "stupid! </ P>
BIKER QUEEN: Take him. </ P>
Oh, what the hell? </ P>
BIKER: Get him
Damn this to you, Greg. Fuck that
Greg, by the way,
You're so damn & fired up.
What do you know?
I'm out.
Ooh! Dirt.
BIKER QUEEN: Is this it?
BARTENDER: That's not him
SWORD: Feel free to shoot him.
BIKER QUEEN: How about you, fatback?
You drive a Trans-Am
No! No no no no.
I know the person who did it.
I sold it for myself.
That's not him too.
- That's right. Can you please... - Damn
We shouldn't even be here.
You and your fucking nonsense
will make us all finish
(Bartender snorts)
BARTENDER: Hey, hey.
Wait a minute.
Let me tell you something, mama.
I'm gray in World War two, okay?
- And I made it past the damn Kraut... - Close the damn door. </ P>
... and I made it through Japs,
so you got that stick get out of your ass,
and overcome this damn revenge from your revenge,
and let's get out of here
What are you saying?
We shouldn't even be here.
BARTENDER: You and your damn revenge.
BIKER QUEEN: Anyone else here?
No, not here,
So can you close the door?
(electrical wrinkles)
(biker girl screams)
(animal snarls)
(biker girl panting)
BIKER QUEEN: Back! Back!
Close the door!
(roars)
(animals groan, roar)
Thank you for waking them up.
What have I said? Close the door. </ P>
BIKER GIRL: Help! Help me! Please! Open the door! </ P>
Open... Aah!
BIKER QUEEN: Hold the door! Hold the door!
(scream)
(ripping meat)
BIKER QUEEN: Pegang pintu!
The wall goes down.
BIKER: What is this?
SLASHER: The wall goes down. It's made of dove droppings.
Bastard
(rumbling)
SLASHER: Run! </ P>
(animals screaming in the distance)
BARTENDER: Aah ! You jerk
They're not fucking here.
(loud roar)
(Bartender's scream)
( both scream)
SECRET: We will be safe I know that.
(animals roar)
SWORD: In other ways, by other means, by other means. </ P>
(roaring animals)
BIKER QUEEN: Here it is. This is where he lives.
BARTENDER: Lady, do you know what?
You came out of your fucking pumpkin.
BARTENDER: Your Trans-Am isn't here, he's not here.
You bastard.
(the bartender groans)
BARTENDER: Why are you stalkin? bitch?
Missing sister...
ask me again.
- yes? - Yeah.
(kicks the door open)
MAN: Hold it there.
Now turn it on.
Turn it over .
Slowly.
Get rid of the fire and keep the matches.
MAN: This is our hiding place.
You're hiding on the road to the prison.
That won't happen.
(chicken gun)
You're out.
How's that revenge ? workin & apos; come out for huh?
BIKER QUEEN: We're not going anywhere.
(chicken gun)
(Bartender scream)
- (man panting) - BOY: Daddy?
Aah! Aah! Aah!
(drops of blood )
(Bartender Ignorance)
WOMEN: I came out. I came out Please don't shoot.
- (chicken gun) - Don't shoot I don't have a gun.
Please. God. Don't shoot, don't shoot.
I swear to God I don't have a gun.
I don't know these people. I have never seen them before in my life.
I myself.
People think I'm just a stupid blonde.
They don't know who I really am.
(gunshot)
BARTENDER : He's fucking gone.
(panting) works!
Oh shit.
BARTENDER: You're fucking damn chicken
- No, I didn't mean... - Fucking pussy
No, please stop!
(shout)
- ( Bartender grunts) - No! No! No! </ P>
No! No! No! No, he will kill me!
(both screaming)
You left us to die.
You are fraulein twat
Raise your leg, damn it.
Get up here!
PAI HONEY: They will kill me!
HONEY PIE: I said I'm sorry!
BARTENDER: There. There. </ P>
HONEY PIE: I said I'm sorry! </ P>
(grunting)
No!
Forgive and forget, yes, old?
- (Bartender growling) - (Honey Pie screaming)
(ripping meat )
(both gasping)
You worthless bastard
Do you think there's something annoying about all of you?!
You all deserve to die badly.
You can go to hell
(sobbing)
BIKER QUEEN: Where did you get it?
Where did you get this?
Oh , kill me
And fuck you too!
Fuck yourself
Give it! Give it to me!
He deserves it
(Bartender yells)
(cries of honey pie)
SWORD: This is a prostitute here.
- Fuck you - (squeal the distant animal)
Stop accompanying me. </ P>
SECRET: Greg. </ P>
Wait for us. </ P>
- SECRET: Wait. - SLASHER: Damn
Come on... come back Go. </ P>
RAHASIA: Tunggu.
- (cell phone) - Oh, shit.
Damn, damn, damn it.
Shhh, shhh.
Warehouse Warehouse Slasher. </ P>
- Hello? Who is this? - (animals roaring)
THUNDER: We are at the metal shop. Keep moving.
I can see you, motherfucker Come on.
SLASHER: Alright.
Stay clean Stay clean
Be careful with that crap. </ P>
What? </ P>
Pile of dirt, bastard! </ P>
SLASHER: Fuck Fuck. </ P>
- Yo, man, look out! - What?
Looking!
(groans)
- My nose. - where did you go, cocksucker?
Over there, at the damn shop.
BIKER QUEEN: Where?
Giant!
Shut your mouth!
- GREG: it's okay - THUNDER: Bitch
It's dead. Now enter.
Shut up.
SLASHER: Fuck Fuck.
Alright, follow me. Come on.
SLASHER: Fuck
THUNDER: This is our fortress.
It's soundproof, so shut up.
- SLASHER: What's this? - THUNDER: Fuckwads. </ p >
(Bartender is panting)
(Lightning speaks Spanish)
THUNDER: Shh.
Come on. Come on, come on , Man. </ P>
BIKER QUEEN: You all killed that monster
Hell huh
SWORD: And how did you do it?
We are lucky.
SCISSORS: Yes, yes, come on!
Come on! Bring it, baby!
Come on!
Yes! Come on!
- Take it, bitch! - (moans)
BIKER QUEEN: Thank you for allowing us to enter
THUNDER: No problem
There is an army convoy going to town to town, picking up survivors.
I saw it, we got around 15 hours
Seeing it on TV last night before the power goes to shit. </ P>
Phone? </ P>
Of course, they are worried,
unless you are the only it was once answered,
and fuckwad across the street.
The prison is the only very safe place in the city
He was built sturdy He is made of granite.
And that junkie loser Everything is locked.
It's not that we don't go in there.
( whirs generator)
It's gone and gone for hours.
(belching)
It's over.
Beat it, puto.
(woman screaming)
Oh, stop!
Not anymore .
No!
(roaring animals)
(screaming continuously)
(roaring animals)
SLASHER: Why are you bastard? so relaxed
You are here playin card & apos; and shit? </ P>
This city is just waiting for the wind the hard one to blow it.
SCISSORS: If we shut up we will be fine.
SLASHER: how is that
Monsters don't eat where they are bad luck,
and they don't hunt what they don't hear
BARTENDER: Until they run out of food.
Then look Come out, brother.
Who is dickwad in jail?
GREG: That's the head of the city.
BARTENDER: The dirt you're looking for...
man in prison,
it's his unlucky uncle.
Give me his cellphone
(the phone beeps, rings)
The impregnable fortress What can I do for you?
Look, bastard...
we are on the road,
and we need to go in there.
Now, you will open that door,
because we comin & apos ;.
Lady, tell me whether this sounds like I hangin 'up
- (dial tone) - Motherfucker dies
He must be dead.
(wild beasts roar)
We can go to that prison.
We just need to blow their door.
With what?
This is a fucking metal shop, man.
There must be something around here.
Yes, let's blow the door off and make a violation.
(generator whirs)
(generator fades)
That would be very smart.
We tried using that building for security, you know
What can we do?
SECRET: We have to think of something.
Dear, we've tried thought of something
for the past 24 hours.
You named it, we've thought about it.
SWORD: What about making a key?
You're the only key wrestler here.
Create a fucking key. </ p >
THUNDER: Have you seen it?
It's 100 fucking & apos; meters away,
something about the size of your asshole
What do you think? I will be able to see it
untuk membuat kunci?
(groans, tapping)
(roaring animals)
(Dear Pie groans)
(animal snarls)
GUNTUR : Looks like Magnum 860...
(wild beasts roar)
... with rim cylinders one by one.
PETIR: < br /> Magnum eight six zeros.
(grunts)
(creaking)
(creaking grows harder)
(Pie honey panting
(groans)
(wild beasts roar)
(screams)
(wild animals roar)
Alright, boy, what can I do here?
THUNDER: All right, look.
The power is back on,
p>
we'll go
- But you fucking & apos; wait for us! - Understood.
We have some life to save,
so you go down for this?
Por Maria.
BIKER QUEEN: What are you do
(Greg snorts)
GREG: Listen, running and hiding won't last long.
I mean, they're a little midget > may find us safe for a few days,
but we must be prepared if it doesn't work
BARTENDER: Oh, damn it.
You're not a person that, isn't it?
We need to know the enemy from inside out.
We need to know what makes this tick
I mean, what's up, right? </ P>
Where do
(generator whirs)
We have to dissect it. </ P>
- SLASHER: It's time . - THUNDER: Come on, let's go
(mumbles)
How do you dissect it makes sense?
GREG: Hey, don't worry. I'm pretty sure it's true.
You've seen this fuck ?
I mean, this is disgusting.
Oh, shit.
GREG: All of our questions are answered.
BARTENDER : What? What has been answered?
(the bodies of animals break the wind, all groaning)
BARTENDER: Oh , shit.
(all coughing)
(vomiting)
It's only the body releasing gas.
BIKER QUEEN : Jesus, human. </ P>
(coughing continues)
(mumbling in Spanish)
(animals that growl)
(roars)
(gurgling)
(all screams)
(panting)
(curse in Spanish)
(wild animals outside the snarls)
(Lightning speaks Spanish)
(screams)
(groaning and tense)
(dull clank)
(frustrated cries)
Dirt.
(grunts)
(whirrs engine) </ p >
GREG: Okay, give me light here.
Bear with me, people.
We almost found a discovery.
(corpses of animals break down the wind, Secrets of screaming)
Dirt! Dirt! Dirt!
GREG: Oh, man, hey. Ooh, God. </ P>
Come here. Can you...
Hey, honey, this, here. </ P >
Take my jacket Come here.
Let me just...
(slip vomiting)
I can't accept it!
Come on, take my hand
Extend your hand.
(a furious animal)
Listen to me.
You have to be strong
Be strong
(Secrets of shudders)
Good?
Stop touching mother's bastard organ, jerk! </ p >
This is science. Shut up.
(all shouting)
Oh, shit!
Fucker!
(chicken gun)
Alright, alright. I'm done. I'm done.
Wait a minute. Look at that. </ p >
Seeing. Seeing.
What the hell is that?
(groaning bartender)
GREG: is that...
(hissing)
- Is that cyclops looking at me? - GREG: is that...
No, I don't think...
I don't think that is...
(kissing)
(low-pitched)
(bikers gasping for breath)
(emitting a piercing sound)
SCISSORS: What is that?
Stop.
(chicken gun)
- (animal squealing) - (stop noise)
(Secret mumble)
I hope to stop. I hope to stop.
(Secrets continue)
GRAND: Ay dame.
(door opens)
What happened here?
We went for, like, two minutes shit!
What happened to him?!
A bitch there. He did it.
Asshole bastard!
Fuckin & apos; pendejo.
(banging, roaring)
Fuck
THUNDER: Ah, damn it & apos; A!
We should be safe here.
THUNDER: Yes, us, until your girlfriend's fucking
damn it & apos; turn off the monster alarm.
GREG: what?
THUNDER: Come on. </ P>
(Grandma groans)
Take the bag
Swipe up. </ P>
Oh, shit. Come on.
(Grandma calls grandson in Spain)
Go to the damn roof now!
(banging, roaring and continuing) </ p >
SWORD: Got you, bastard
(Greg moans)
(Grandma groans)
(squishing)
(Grandma groans)
(Grandma complains, Fierce moans)
Allah.
(groaning)
(speaks Spanish)
SECRET: Wait, where is Greg?
What happened? </ p >
SLASHER: He didn't succeed.
They arrested him.
Oh.
SWORD: Ooh, honey, honey, come on, now.
(wild beasts roar)
It's okay, honey.
I'm still here for you
I'm still here.
I'm still...
(Greg groans)
(chicken gun)
(Secret snorting)
SLASHER: what
What? </ P>
This is an honest mistake. </ P>
THUNDER: From now on,
nobody made a damn thing... move until you tell me
THUNDER: Wake up. Come on.
(spit)
BARTENDER: Do you have a key made?
Yes.
Lots of fuckin 'good it goes up on the roof
Fuck.
Well, I think it's back for become chaotic
(no dialog can be heard)
(imitating shots)
(animal snarls)
(laughs)
I'm sorry. </ P>
(panting)
No no no no!
No! No!
No no No!
No!
(wild beasts roar)
(sharp gasp)
(shortness of breath)
(roaring animals)
(growls cats )
(gurgling)
(screeches)
THUNDER: It's okay, Grandma.
You look fine
Old man, you've seen this before, isn't it?
BARTENDER: I have to say a little fart something.
It's definitely unlucky it won't end well.
Ah, shit!
BARTENDER: Cursed.
(growling)
p>
(screams)
(Bartender coughs)
Okay, okay, okay, okay, listen, listen, listen
There is...
There is a door on the roof of the prison. </ P>
We can go up there,
we have plenty of time to pop the key.
How are you? are we going to do that
BIKER GIRL: Shh. Shh.
What is that?
(far crying baby)
GREG: God, that sounds like a baby.
Oh my God.
Someone is still alive.
Damn baby
SECRET: My Lord
Where do you fuck?
(baby continues to cry)
(crying loudly)
BIKER QUEEN: What are you doing?
GREG: I do the right thing. </ P>
BARTENDER: Be careful, bub,
Heroes don't do well around this section. </ P>
Under these circumstances, this might seem really stupid. </ P>
Yeah think
If it's stupid,
I don't want to be smart .
This is how you save lives, people.
SLASHER: What... Oh, shit!
Ohhhh, shit!
(baby continues to cry)
(baby crying)
GREG: Hey, little friend.
Everything is fine now. </ p >
Everything will be fine.
Come on now.
He has that baby.
I wish for that
Ask, believe, accept.
- you can do it, dear - I get you.
(destroying glass)
(roar )
He will succeed.
GREG: Help!
Help!
He's messed up.
( scream)
Wait, baby.
(scream)
Yes!
(laugh)
Sorry dear. Forgive me. </ P>
(splash baby, shot)
(crying softly)
SECRET: Oh, my God
You're bullshit
Wow, that's not good.
Even for this group.
SLASHER: Fuck, right?
(screams)
Whack-a-mole! Whack-a-mol!
Damn, bitch! Son of... Fuck you!
(roars)
(Secret screams)
SLASHER: Fuck you, motherfuck!
Fuck that! Fuck that!
(Biker girl screaming in pain)
Aah!
BIKER GIRL: Aah!
We have to get to that damn prison,
or we're all dead meat.
Yes, you have an idea?
Yes, I have a damn idea.
This will require sacrifice.
(screaming continuously)
(animals roar )
(shout)
(snoring)
(spark)
Hello?
(animals roaring, Honey pie screaming)
This will work.
Must.
Looks dangerous.
p>
It's very safe for midgets. Let's go.
That's a little person, bastard.
This will ask
one of these little people All the way there?
SLASHER: Yes, that's right
That's right, and then we will be safe until the cavalry comes
No, damn it. I didn't do it. </ P>
Hold, hold, hold.
We just threw a woman out of a ledge.
This whore is standing here naked naked
Because we use their clothes to make this bullshit,
Not to mention I'm just watching the damn baby can be eaten alive,
and you're standing here telling me
that you don't even want to give this crap a try?
Alright, but we test this bastard, first.
Good.
Alright, take the dead man.
We will use him
Hey, hey, hey, I'm not fucking & apos; dead
And don't touch the dick.
Alright , take the old lady. She almost died.
Listen to me. You want to test it, don't you?
SLASHER: Listen
Listen, listen, listen. </ P>
Listen, listen, listen, listen, listen. </ P>
This is one of them damn & apos; when, here. </ P>
This is a difficult choice, But it builds character, okay?
Que sera, sera que, I don't care. We are looking for him.
LIGHTING: No, no, no.
This whore is practically dead.
Look, I don't care what should you say to yourself yourself
Sleep well at night. We are looking for him!
This happened
It's a difficult choice. It's building character. Let's go.
SCORPING: Listen, I didn't do it .
Sorry, it appears
MAN: I can do it!
I will win this
I will win!
(roaring animal)
MAN: Come on, it's easy.
I won!
No, really, I'm fine.
(Grandma groaning)
but make this fast
BIKER GIRL: Hey.
THUNDER: Come on. Come on. <
Man, if you see what I just saw...
SCISSORS: I know, I know, I know.
Stop .
GREG: Whoa, whoa, whoa.
LIGHTNING: Alright.
(Shaking groans)
THUNDER: Oh, my back
Come on.
(jiggle groans)
Say it!
Do it! Do it!
I'm sure it's just as bad see everything now
(Grandma groaning)
BIKER QUEEN: Come on, Grandma. Let's go.
(all shouting)
(Vomiting vomiting)
Alright, find the grandmother's bag and bring it here
(Grandma groaning)
(Lightning crying)
(screams)
(Greg snorts)
(Grandma groaning)
Wait a minute.
I just try to make sure it weighs right.
Well, we have to lose little grandma.
Come on, bro. Come on. </ p >
(cracking, squishing)
(moaning harder)
Come on, a little more.
Come on, pour some grandma out. Come on. </ P>
(retches)
Good.
Fly with an angel, Grandma.
S?
(squishes)
(retches) </ p >
Alright, let's give this a shot.
(the engine rumbles)
Hit that.
(whimpers)
Whoo-hoo! </ P>
(groans)
That's fucking & apos; American ingenuity there. </ P>
That's what happened. </ P>
I know horsepower.
I know the engine.
This is what I did, okay?
This will be our damn safety
(laughs)
Dirt. That's damn factory-deal incentives there.
Mm.
Ow!
What
Alright, who is one of them? Fuckin 'wrinkles
wants to be a rocket man
(Honey pie panting)
(animals roaring, scream of honey pie)
(shout)
This is fucking ***!
SLASHER: you're ready
Yes!
Hey.
A coward dies a thousand deaths,
But a hero dies only one.
Yes, that doesn't help, baby killer
Sorry, I can't hear you
Good. </ P>
We all depend,
You are a little fart knocker.
You can do it!
Alright, let's do this!
Alright, listen.
Once you land, you go into that door,
You don't fuckin 'stop, okay? </ P>
Once inside, you put the bastard out ,
and I mean you laid it down quickly.
We go downstairs pound & apos; in the door in seconds.
You will go down?
We will fall downstairs.
You don't fuckin 'stop! You fuckin' don't stop!
I won't do it, I won't do it.
Alright. </ p >
Are you ready?!
I'm ready.
(engine speed)
Aah!
(groaning)
You damn bastard
(animal roaring, Thunder screaming)
Hey, should we turn this off?
Get away from here!
Abuelita! Abuelita!
Fuck
My fucking dick
Ah, fuck, my cock! </ p >
Aah! Fuckin 'dick!
Fuck,
You're a bit unlucky slippery midget.
(train passing)
(punch whistle)
GREG: Help me Help me.
Oh, damn him. </ p >
I hate that little fucks.
Little manikins Small and small people.
(Secrets of crying)
Special delivery, Tattoo
So, damn it!
Fuck you, bastard!
Abuelita!
(pounding, roaring)
BARTENDER: They entered!
I came out from here
Aah!