Jack Fanny:
You made me fall!
Johnny:
You were standing my blanket.
Jack Fanny:
Your blanket was in my way!
Johnny:
In your way? Wait a second, ho-dad. Nobody invited you and your muscle farm to cut in here.
Jack Fanny:
You live there?
Deadhead:
Yes.
Jack Fanny:
We live over there!
Deadhead:
I know that.
Jack Fanny:
I got an idea: you stay on your side of the beach, and we'll stay on ours.
Johnny:
Hey, come on. You can't do that. This is a public beach. It's for everyone.
Jack Fanny:
I don't think I made myself clear.
[blows his whistle]
Jack Fanny:
Him!
Johnny:
Him what?
[two of the muscle men grab Johnny, turn him over and drag him down the beach in the sand by both of his legs]
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