1. Let me go!
You have no jurisdiction over me!Copy !req
2. I'm a Canadian citizen!
Yeah, and we're taking you to Canada, so...Copy !req
3. Help! Help! Extraordinary rendition!
Extraordinary rendition!Copy !req
4. Ah. Light him up, newbie.Copy !req
5. Sorry in advance. Heh-heh.
Ow!Copy !req
6. That hurts, like, insanely bad.
That's why I said sorry in advance.Copy !req
7. And you have to stop yelling
"extraordinary rendition."Copy !req
8. A, nobody cares. And B...Copy !req
9. Be careful! You big lummox!Copy !req
10. I swear to God, if you scuff my bags...Copy !req
11. Oh, I wouldn't dream of it, ma'am.
And I can do without the sarcasm.Copy !req
12. Oh, no, ma'am, that wasn't...
Enough with the backchat!Copy !req
13. Oh, Lana, maybe you can talk to him.
Um...Copy !req
14. So this is the infamous Kenny Bilcoe?
You don't look like much of a terrorist.Copy !req
15. That's because I'm a freedom fighter
for a free and sovereign Nova Scotia.Copy !req
16. Is that why you blew up a doughnut shop?
Allegedly.Copy !req
17. If you believe Canada's illegitimate,
so-called government.Copy !req
18. I'm pretty sure we do.Copy !req
19. Which is why we're taking
you back to Ottawa.Copy !req
20. And once we do, hopefully the Mounties
will start sending us all kinds of lucrative work.Copy !req
21. How noble.Copy !req
22. Speaking of work, can I put what
I assume is your rock collection on the train?Copy !req
23. Yes... Nope.Copy !req
24. - Nice try, Pam.
- What?Copy !req
25. You want to get on that train
so you can stow away...Copy !req
26. just like on the blimp.
The what?Copy !req
27. Okay, no biggie. Have a nice trip.Copy !req
28. Uh... Wait a minute.
What now?Copy !req
29. Too easy. Pam is up to something.Copy !req
30. Board.Copy !req
31. Well, I doubt she'll make it on now.
Heh. Ditto for Archer.Copy !req
32. He's not here?Copy !req
33. Hmm...Copy !req
34. Nope.
Need to get these bags on, ma'am.Copy !req
35. I heard him, George.
What? Malory, don't call him that.Copy !req
36. My name actually is George.Copy !req
37. Really?Copy !req
38. Damn it, I told Sterling 6:00.Copy !req
39. I thought you meant 6 a.m.Copy !req
40. No, 6... Sterling, are you drunk?
Winner!Copy !req
41. Nice.
Archer.Copy !req
42. You knew we were transporting
a dangerous terrorist to Canada.Copy !req
43. So how and why are you drunk at 6:00?Copy !req
44. Well, the "how" is pretty self-explanatory,
and the "why" is because...Copy !req
45. I thought we were leaving
at 6 a.m. Tomorrow.Copy !req
46. Ergo, Latin, plenty of time to sleep it off.
Ugh.Copy !req
47. Drink some coffee, because there's a chance
Bilcoe's terrorist pals...Copy !req
48. Alleged terrorist pals.Copy !req
49. - Are going to attack the train
and try to bust him loose.Copy !req
50. Awesome.
Right?Copy !req
51. I'm sorry, but how is that awesome?Copy !req
52. Because, pretty much my whole life...Copy !req
53. I've wanted to fight guys on the roof
of a speeding train.Copy !req
54. Well, if I know my boys,
you may just get your wish, big guy.Copy !req
55. Ooh, thanks, Freddy Foreshadowing.Copy !req
56. Who is this?Copy !req
57. Ugh.
Come on, Archer.Copy !req
58. Please tell me he's a renowned
chicken-and-waffle chef...Copy !req
59. because I am starving.Copy !req
60. So, listen, you look like a pretty smart guy.Copy !req
61. Well, thanks, I like to think so.Copy !req
62. So why don't you do yourself
a pretty-smart-guy favor and just let me go?Copy !req
63. Um, because Ms. Archer would kill me?Copy !req
64. What do you think will happen
when my boys storm this train?Copy !req
65. I'm not too worried about that.Copy !req
66. You should be. My boys are badass.Copy !req
67. Well, so am... Lana. And I'm learning.
Oh, and don't forget about Archer.Copy !req
68. The drunk guy?
He may have seemed drunk, but he's...Copy !req
69. Still drinking?Copy !req
70. Relax, Lana, it's just a Bloody Mary.Copy !req
71. And by the way, not a great one,
Mr. Vodka And Ketchup.Copy !req
72. Archer, at any time in the next 12 hours...Copy !req
73. this train could be attacked
by radical Nova Scotian separatists.Copy !req
74. Armed with what, pamphlets about
Canada's responsible gun-control laws?Copy !req
75. Ugh. New Scotland Front has guns
and they're not afraid to use them, so...Copy !req
76. So okay. God, I'll switch to coffee.Copy !req
77. Hey, Heinz 56, can I get an Irish coffee?
No.Copy !req
78. Lana, I have to taper off.Copy !req
79. Trust me, if these Nova Scojens
are a real threat...Copy !req
80. you do not want me hungover.Copy !req
81. Do you even still get hangovers?Copy !req
82. Normally, no, but I drank about two gallons
of mamajuana this afternoon.Copy !req
83. I was, uh, playing dominoes
with a Dominican bike gang.Copy !req
84. Or was it mah-jongg? I don't remember.Copy !req
85. Ridiculous.Copy !req
86. This thing's a sardine can.
How are people supposed to travel like this?Copy !req
87. Most people bring less luggage.Copy !req
88. Most people fly. So your days
of sullen superiority are numbered.Copy !req
89. I have no response to that.Copy !req
90. They never do.
Now let's go find a bigger compartment.Copy !req
91. I'm afraid there aren't any.
Nonsense.Copy !req
92. I'm sure there's one here somewhere.
Why are all these locked?Copy !req
93. They're occupied.
So if you don't mind...Copy !req
94. What I mind is your familiar tone,
young man.Copy !req
95. What's through here?
Those are private cars.Copy !req
96. What do you mean "private"?Copy !req
97. I mean they're not...
Not for you to be knocking on.Copy !req
98. Now I have to insist that you...Copy !req
99. Get your panties untwisted. Damn.Copy !req
100. I knew it.Copy !req
101. I want this train stopped immediately
and this stowaway forcibly disembarked.Copy !req
102. Afraid I can't do that, ma'am.Copy !req
103. You can and you will,
or I'll have your job.Copy !req
104. No, she won't, George.Copy !req
105. Carol? What are you doing here?Copy !req
106. Uh, trying to perform my ablutions?Copy !req
107. But...
This is Miss Tunt's private car.Copy !req
108. How do you have a private train car?Copy !req
109. Uh, because she owns the railroad?Copy !req
110. Well, half. I knew you wouldn't let us go
on this trip to Canada...Copy !req
111. so I had my cars hooked up.
Cars? Plural?Copy !req
112. Uh, this car, two sleeping cars,
a private dining car...Copy !req
113. and, oh, one that's just
a teeny, tiny, like, skating rink.Copy !req
114. Uh, two sleeping cars?Copy !req
115. - Do you think there might be room for...?
- Nope.Copy !req
116. It's already cramped back there,
what with that piss-reeking ocelot.Copy !req
117. Plus, George says you stiffed him.
What?Copy !req
118. No, I didn't. I gave him a tip.
A stick of gum?Copy !req
119. Well?
Really?Copy !req
120. Did you not have a button?
Button it, missy.Copy !req
121. Holy shit.
"We don't know the meaning of 'private.'Copy !req
122. Let's all pile in."
Lana, check it out. Actual gas lamps.Copy !req
123. Amazing, Archer, yes.Copy !req
124. So you think we can go guard
the prisoner now, or what?Copy !req
125. Is that Babou?Copy !req
126. - Or not, apparently. Okay.
- Wow.Copy !req
127. Lana!
Cyril.Copy !req
128. - Jesus.
- Lana!Copy !req
129. Cyril.
Pam.Copy !req
130. Lana!
What?Copy !req
131. He remembers me!Copy !req
132. Cyril, why are you in here?
I didn't know where you guys were.Copy !req
133. It doesn't matter where we are,
Newb Gingrich.Copy !req
134. Then get out!Copy !req
135. Where's the prisoner?
In my compartment.Copy !req
136. At least he was.Copy !req
137. Although, he doesn't seem
to be in here now. Heh-heh.Copy !req
138. No kidding.
Um...Copy !req
139. - Nope.
- Lana, Cyril. Oh, my God.Copy !req
140. Too late, he's gone. Thanks to Cyril.Copy !req
141. He's not gonna jump off a train
going 80 miles an hour.Copy !req
142. So, yeah, we'll sweep car by car,
moving from front to back.Copy !req
143. Good, you guys do that.
I'll get a big raw steak from the kitchen.Copy !req
144. Ah. Are you talking about the ocelot?
Are you not?Copy !req
145. I'm talking about the prisoner.
Oh. Well, maybe they're together.Copy !req
146. Although, I doubt it.
Babou is kind of a loner...Copy !req
147. like Paul Newman in Hud...Copy !req
148. if Paul Newman had constantly
sprayed piss all over, uh...Copy !req
149. What was her, uh? Oh, man.Copy !req
150. Uh... What was her name?Copy !req
151. Patricia Neal.Copy !req
152. Who I hate.Copy !req
153. Sorry for the intrusion, folks.Copy !req
154. There's nothing to worry about,
just some standard, uh, train security.Copy !req
155. Okay, that's all the regular cars.Copy !req
156. Now we get to search all the sleeper cars,
thanks to your incompetence.Copy !req
157. Well, you left me unsupervised.Copy !req
158. So this is my fault?
Um, fifty-fifty.Copy !req
159. Fifty-fifty you accidentally shoot
somebody, Newb.Copy !req
160. Come on. It'll take us all night
to search this train.Copy !req
161. Well, but with Archer helping...
I wouldn't exactly call it "helping."Copy !req
162. Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.Copy !req
163. Kitty?Copy !req
164. Ahem.
Uh, excuse me, is there an ocelot in there?Copy !req
165. Uh, no.Copy !req
166. No, no, what are you doing?
Besides making a mess all over my train.Copy !req
167. I'm looking for a terrorist and an ocelot.Copy !req
168. What?
Not necessarily in that order.Copy !req
169. Okay, that's it, we're stopping.Copy !req
170. Frank, this is George. We've gotta...
Give me that.Copy !req
171. Keep the train at top speed
so they can't get off.Copy !req
172. So tell him to keep it floored.
I will do no such thing.Copy !req
173. All right, then, um, hold this.
Why are you giving me a...? Oh, my.Copy !req
174. Sorry, but I'm not letting a terrorist escape.Copy !req
175. And obviously an ocelot wouldn't survive...Copy !req
176. in the frozen wasteland
of upstate New York, so...Copy !req
177. Sorry, Frank. Miss Tunt says she wants
to beat the record run to Ottawa.Copy !req
178. Oh, those crazy Tunts. Okay, hang on.Copy !req
179. Jesus. Boys, hang on a sec.Copy !req
180. Boys, make sure you bring the heavy stuff.
These crazy ISIS bastards aren't playing.Copy !req
181. They just killed a black guy.Copy !req
182. I know, right? Welcome to America.Copy !req
183. How is that racist?Copy !req
184. Ah. Never mind. Look...Copy !req
185. I treat all servants exactly the same,
regardless of their race.Copy !req
186. Hang on, I hear freedom ringing.Copy !req
187. At worst, I'm an elitist, but not racist.Copy !req
188. Whatever. Cyril and I searched the front half
of the train but we didn't see Bilcoe, so...Copy !req
189. I bet it's hard to see anything from
that high horse.Copy !req
190. So unless Archer found Bilcoe
in the back half of the train...Copy !req
191. Which, no, he didn't.Copy !req
192. - Jeezy Petes.
- Archer.Copy !req
193. Is that blood?
What?Copy !req
194. Oh, yeah, but it's from a cow.Copy !req
195. You shot a cow?Copy !req
196. Bilcoe's not in the back half,
so you must've missed him.Copy !req
197. Which, no, we didn't.
Which, yes, obviously, you did.Copy !req
198. Or you did.
Or you did.Copy !req
199. There's no way he got off,
we're going too fast.Copy !req
200. Oh, my God, we totally are. Oh!Copy !req
201. We might beat the record run.Copy !req
202. You probably don't understand
because you don't own a railroad...Copy !req
203. but it's a pretty huge deal.Copy !req
204. To whom, railroad owners?Copy !req
205. Yeah. We're a pretty competitive bunch.Copy !req
206. No, Pam. No means no, now stop it.Copy !req
207. What's the matter, you chicken?Copy !req
208. No, I'm in a wheelchair. Ow!Copy !req
209. Ow! Goddamn it, Pam, I don't wanna race.Copy !req
210. Couple skate?Copy !req
211. I can't believe you have a skating-rink car.Copy !req
212. Yeah, apparently my great-grandpa
was nuts for skating.Copy !req
213. That and the Klan.
I...Copy !req
214. Let's try this again.
Car by car, this time, back to front.Copy !req
215. Good, because Miss Stingy here
won't let me eat in her private dining car.Copy !req
216. Oh, my God, we've been over that.Copy !req
217. So when you pass the dining car,
have a porter bring me a Cobb salad.Copy !req
218. Before or after we locate
the dangerous terrorist?Copy !req
219. Before.Copy !req
220. Sorry, folks, uh, go back to sleep.Copy !req
221. Uh, yeah, just disregard the gun-toting spies
and the blood smeared everywhere.Copy !req
222. Oh, keep an eye out for paw prints.
Where, in the blood?Copy !req
223. Yeah. I assume at some point
he'll come out to, like, lick it.Copy !req
224. Oh, come on, we've only searched two cars,
we've got a shitload to go.Copy !req
225. Um, speaking of that,
I need to, uh, make use of the facilities here.Copy !req
226. Fine, but catch up, okay?
And pay attention.Copy !req
227. Yeah, they look just like prints from a house cat
only bigger and awesomer.Copy !req
228. Go.Copy !req
229. Hey, welcome to the bathroom.Copy !req
230. Well, thank you. What are you...?Copy !req
231. I could tell you never played much hockey,
huh?Copy !req
232. Probably too busy running around
shooting black guys.Copy !req
233. What's the word, boys?Copy !req
234. Fantastic. They'll never see that coming.Copy !req
235. I'll see you at the border.Copy !req
236. Archer, we don't have time for this.
It'll take like two seconds. God.Copy !req
237. Okay, so a Cobb salad and, um...Copy !req
238. I am not taking that woman a salad,
Cobb or otherwise.Copy !req
239. Trust me, you don't want to see
my mother with low blood sug...Copy !req
240. Wait, why are we slowing down?Copy !req
241. We're at the border.
Of?Copy !req
242. - Um, this new place called Canada.
- So?Copy !req
243. So Customs, Passport Control,
Immigration?Copy !req
244. You know, the border?
Yeah, but, heh, with America.Copy !req
245. They still guard the border.
Lana, we're going into Canada.Copy !req
246. Can you please explain to him...?
Don't do that.Copy !req
247. Okay, already knowing your answer,
I'm going to ask, "Don't do what?"Copy !req
248. Make this a weird racial thing.Copy !req
249. I knew and yet I asked.Copy !req
250. What? I don't wanna be ganged up on.
George, back me up here.Copy !req
251. I'm gonna back way up...Copy !req
252. and not be here when the Mounties
catch you crazy people with all those guns.Copy !req
253. Oh, shit.
What? They're Canadian.Copy !req
254. They don't even know what a gun...
Oh, shit.Copy !req
255. He said, realizing that...Copy !req
256. The perfect disguise for terrorists who wanna
board a train to bust loose another terrorist?Copy !req
257. Oh, shit. The...Copy !req
258. Royal Canadian Mounted Police, folks.Copy !req
259. Have your passports and declarations forms
out and ready.Copy !req
260. Ready?
Yeah.Copy !req
261. But what if they're, like,
actual real Mounties?Copy !req
262. Not to belabor the point,
but they'd still be Canadian.Copy !req
263. I.e., I doubt we're in real danger.Copy !req
264. Okay, here goes.Copy !req
265. Freeze! Hands up. Get them up.Copy !req
266. What is this?Copy !req
267. I swear, if any of you
Canadian fruitcakes move...Copy !req
268. I will shoot that hat
right off your head.Copy !req
269. That's not okay.Copy !req
270. Get them up, Dudley Douche-Bags!Copy !req
271. Maintain the right.
Whoa. Dude, we're serious, we'll shoot...Copy !req
272. Goddamn it, Archer.
What, Lana?Copy !req
273. You are so stupid,
thinking terrorists would be disguised as...Copy !req
274. Royal Canadian Mounted Police.Copy !req
275. Stand down, boys. We're Mounties.Copy !req
276. Piss off. We're Mounties.Copy !req
277. Great, good, we're all Mounties.
So no need for a Mexican standoff, eh?Copy !req
278. Oh, yeah, how's about you co-opt...Copy !req
279. some more American stuff there,
eh, Canada?Copy !req
280. Stuff like "Mexican standoff"?Copy !req
281. Oh, look, the race card.
What...?Copy !req
282. Let's all just put down the guns, boys.
Come on, we're not Americans.Copy !req
283. Unvaccinated animal. Put him down, boys.
No! Serpentine, Babou!Copy !req
284. Jeez, he sprayed me. That reeks.Copy !req
285. Did he get away?
Yeah.Copy !req
286. He ran out past us.
Good. Then screw this.Copy !req
287. Please tell me that's a smoke grenade.
Okay.Copy !req
288. It's not, though.Copy !req
289. Whoo! Holy...Copy !req
290. Shit snacks. What was that?Copy !req
291. Probably my stomach growling.
I am literally starving to death.Copy !req
292. I don't care. We are gonna beat that record,
so put this stupid train in train gear and jam it.Copy !req
293. Ugh! I'm surrounded by mediocrity.Copy !req
294. In what way?Copy !req
295. In what possible way did that work?Copy !req
296. Well, um, A, they're all incapacitated.Copy !req
297. And B, I got to blow up a train.Copy !req
298. Well, thanks, Gomez.
Nice.Copy !req
299. But that doesn't help us find Bilcoe.
He's right there, stupid.Copy !req
300. Jesus, boys, what happened?Copy !req
301. I happened. Drop it, Bilcoe.Copy !req
302. You drop it, you racist bastard.Copy !req
303. Unh! Ow!Copy !req
304. Wait, how am I a racist?Copy !req
305. Really?
Shut up and...Copy !req
306. Come on and shut up.Copy !req
307. Wait, we don't know which Mounties
are the real ones. What do we do?Copy !req
308. Archer.
I'm kidding. Jesus, Lana.Copy !req
309. Hey, good guys and bad guys.Copy !req
310. All of you just got a pretty huge pass,
so don't make me regret it later. Deal?Copy !req
311. Come on.
I'm taking that as a tacit agreement!Copy !req
312. Cyril, what the hell are you doing?
I'm being blind. Oh, my God, Lana, I'm blind.Copy !req
313. Sweater.
Huh?Copy !req
314. - Oh.
- When will you not suck at this?Copy !req
315. When you don't suck at... Shut up.Copy !req
316. Be careful with that thing.
Oh, my God.Copy !req
317. Shoot me. It's better than starving to death.Copy !req
318. Everybody, shut up! And then somebody
get over here to be my hostage.Copy !req
319. Oh, for... Way to man up, Ray.Copy !req
320. What...? I'm in a wheelchair.Copy !req
321. Yeah, no offense, but we're gonna be
running around and stuff?Copy !req
322. Uh, no, you're not.Copy !req
323. Uh, yeah, I am.Copy !req
324. Everybody okay?Copy !req
325. Yeah, I think so.
Yeah.Copy !req
326. Paralyzed, but other than that, fine, yeah.Copy !req
327. Okay, then, Lana, you guard them...Copy !req
328. Okay, what's the plan?Copy !req
329. and Cyril, you keep sliding down
the learning curve like the Banana Splits.Copy !req
330. What are you gonna do?Copy !req
331. I am going to fulfill my lifelong dream.Copy !req
332. Meeting Mr. Green Jeans?Copy !req
333. - Snap out of it, boys.
- Bilcoe!Copy !req
334. I could really use some help on the roof.Copy !req
335. Oh, my God, this is going be awe...Copy !req
336. Shit!Copy !req
337. Ow! The dust. It's like being shot
in the eyes by a glitter gun.Copy !req
338. There, that ought to do it.
Okay, let's try that aga...Copy !req
339. Aw, shit!Copy !req
340. Retinas! Seared like tuna steaks.Copy !req
341. All I want is to fight on the top of a train.
Is that too much to ask?Copy !req
342. The good news is now I'm furious.Copy !req
343. So rethinking this, huh?Copy !req
344. On top of the train, you're still, like,
on the train, plus you got all... Oh, shit.Copy !req
345. Plus you got all that.Copy !req
346. Oh, shit.Copy !req
347. Why...Copy !req
348. do people do this?
You're still just on the train.Copy !req
349. I know, right?
Although, sometimes there's a helicopter.Copy !req
350. Do you have a helicopter?Copy !req
351. Hmm, nope, just a gun.Copy !req
352. It's empty, dickhead.Copy !req
353. Yeah, nice try, super-dickhead.Copy !req
354. What the...?
You fired eight rounds, ultra-dickhead.Copy !req
355. Am I the only person
who ever keeps track of that?Copy !req
356. Ow!Copy !req
357. Wow, and I thought I was mad before.Copy !req
358. Why, did you see some black lady
sitting in the front of a bus?Copy !req
359. What is your deal with calling me a racist?
Well, A, you're American.Copy !req
360. That's... Oh, shit! racist.Copy !req
361. Jingoist. Whatever.Copy !req
362. And B, you murdered the porter.Copy !req
363. No, I didn't.
You shot him.Copy !req
364. There was blood everywhere.
That was from a steak, you idiot.Copy !req
365. I was trying to catch an ocelot.
In Canada?Copy !req
366. And I'm the idiot?
Hold it right there, boys.Copy !req
367. Royal Canadian Mounted Police!Copy !req
368. Damn it, which are the real ones?Copy !req
369. That's for me to know and you to find out.
I'm gonna find out in five...Copy !req
370. Babou!
Look, it's the piss cat.Copy !req
371. He's corpuscular. Get him, boys.
No!Copy !req
372. Babou, serpentine!Copy !req
373. Yeah, so...Copy !req
374. So, yeah, put that in your little
secret-agent notebook...Copy !req
375. along with
"don't leave prisoners unsupervised."Copy !req
376. There's absolutely no reason
to ever get on top of a moving train.Copy !req
377. Okay, wait, what if there's a helicopter?Copy !req
378. Ooh, yeah, or a dragon.
Ooh, yeah, or some sarcasm.Copy !req
379. Ooh, yeah, or hang on.
What? Aah!Copy !req
380. Babou!Copy !req
381. That's right, buddy, I got...Copy !req
382. Aah, ow! Babou, no! Ow!Copy !req
383. Babou, stop! Ow, ow! Ow!Copy !req
384. Aw, come on, I wouldn't say
it was a complete failure.Copy !req
385. Oh, really? And what parts of this mission
would you call a success?Copy !req
386. Well, let's see.Copy !req
387. Maybe the part where my non-record-breaking
train is totally shit-housed.Copy !req
388. Oh. Not as shit-housed as my spleen.Copy !req
389. Ooh. Or maybe the part where the Mounties
will never hire ISIS again.Copy !req
390. What's it matter?
We're all banned from Canada.Copy !req
391. Au revoir, sweet man-whores of Montreal.Copy !req
392. Ugh! Lana, you were saying?Copy !req
393. Uh, well, we did help with a major arrest.Copy !req
394. Kenny Bilcoe, you're under arrest...Copy !req
395. for violation of sections 1 through 9
of the Canadian Terrorism Act, buddy.Copy !req
396. Sorry to cut into your doughnut supply,
boys.Copy !req
397. Long live free Nova Scotia!Copy !req
398. Oh, wait, make that five.Copy !req
399. Same goes for you bastards,
plus impersonating an RCMP constable.Copy !req
400. That's not fair. You're doing it.
Yeah.Copy !req
401. Good one. Take that.
Heh.Copy !req
402. Oh, wait, I guess make that six.Copy !req
403. And besides attempted murder
on a black guy...Copy !req
404. you're under arrest for violating
the Exotic Fish and Wildlife Importation Act.Copy !req
405. Yeah, whatever, Dudley Douche-Bag.Copy !req
406. Plus, you already used that one.
Hey, it was good enough to merit seconds.Copy !req
407. You hear that? They called you "exotic."Copy !req
408. Which is just people talk for awesome...Copy !req
409. which is what you are, which is why
I was happy to save your life, buddy.Copy !req
410. Oh, don't worry, probably just
thousands of dollars in fines.Copy !req
411. Maybe a little jail time.
Hopefully, just probation.Copy !req
412. Totally worth it.Copy !req
413. No, Babou. That was all sarcasm.Copy !req
414. Yes, all of it! You fox-eared asshole!Copy !req