Stu:
[pulls the car over and aims a pistol at Paul]
Sorry to do this to you buzzards, but business ain't what it used to be. You know why?
[smiling as Paul shakes his head no]
Stu:
Because nobody's got a sense of humor no more, that's why!
[laughs]
Paul:
[nervously]
Is this some kind of joke here?
T.S.:
Yeah, it's a squirt gun.
Stu:
[Stu fires his pistol out of the open passenger side window, splitting a thin tree in two]
I want your wallets, your watches and your rings! Toss them up there on the dash!
T.S.:
This is my watch.
[he tosses it on the dash, Paul throws his valuables on the dash as well]
Stu:
Hurry up!
Paul:
I don't have a ring, mister.
Stu:
All right. Now get outta the car!
[they exit the car]
Stu:
Take off all your clothes! Let's go! Take 'em off!
[they strip to their underwear, Stu fires two rounds at their feet, laughing]
Stu:
Now run!
[fires another round, they flee]
Stu:
. See you in the funny papers, boys!
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