Sheriff Tucker:
Morning, Ethel. My, don't you look lovely today.
Ethel:
Horse shit! Now, Sheriff, you better hear me, and hear me good. I want this looney bin closed down. You hearin' me fella? Now these kids ain't nothing but trouble. They don't respect other's property, and they're all crazy!
Junior:
You tell 'em Ma! Ha hah.
Sheriff Tucker:
Ethel, these kids weren't doing...
Ethel:
Doing? Doing? You think I don't know what those two perverts were doing in my yard?
Junior:
Say it like you mean it, Ma!
Ethel:
Would you shut the fuck up?
[the kids laugh for a minute]
Ethel:
Now, I'm gonna tell all of ya, you mark my words, the next little bastard that comes near my farm, I'm gonn' blow your fuckin' brains out, you hear me?
[Tucker approaches]
Ethel:
Don't you come near me, Sheriff, I'm warnin' ya! I got a bomb on me. I swear to ya. You make one move toward me I'm gonna blow us all up. Start the engines, Junior!
[gets on motorbike]
Ethel:
That's it. My final words.
[gives them the finger as they drive off]
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