1. Fucking hell.
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this is Area 52.
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3. We are filming
the "Sanchez" movie.
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4. So I got this idea, right,
where we proper up the ante.
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5. What we got to do is bollock
right down this field,
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6. we got a massive
football pitch...
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7. and just smash the car
straight for the caravan.
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8. But if you get
in the corner—
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9. If you laid down,
you'd be all right.
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10. No, 'cause you're
the shortest, right?
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11. - Oh yeah, great.
- No no no!
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12. What if it just goes "plop,"
and mows me over?
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13. - Trust us.
- It's not going to mow you over.
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14. - God.
- We've worked it out.
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15. We've got a tape measure
and everything.
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16. Short man, short life.
Fucking bye!
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17. Go on, Daint,
fuck him up!
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18. I'm tellin' you—
no, it's not happening.
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19. It's not fucking—
end-off, no. Fuckin'. ..
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20. - Oh, come on, Panch!
- Oh, come on!
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21. Daint, I don't give
a fuck if you've got
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in that fuckin' car.
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23. I'm not going
in there, right?
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24. Before he fuckin'
wakes up,
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25. let's just bollock it
for the fuckin' caravan,
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26. straight through—
well, off to the corner,
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27. 'cause if you go through it,
you'll probably fucking kill him.
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28. Look at Pritch
with his seatbelt on.
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29. - Go on!
- Come on!
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30. What?
Don't fuck around!
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31. - You fuckin'. ..
- No, Dainton.
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32. - ... knobber, knobber, knobber.
- Tough fucking shit.
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33. I got fuckin' payback
for once in my fuckin' life.
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34. I put chili sauce in your fuckin' eyes
while you were driving.
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35. Payback? Look where
the fuck we are!
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36. Payback?
We're fucking dead.
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37. - Pritchard: Dead?
- Fuckin' monkeys.
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38. Boys?
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39. I have a little proposal
for you fellas.
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40. I want you to go
on a mission
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to wreak havoc,
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42. inflict pain
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43. and, most importantly of all,
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44. commit the seven
deadly sins.
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45. If you succeed,
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46. I'll give you
your lives back.
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47. Fail and I'm afraid
this is it, lads—
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48. the end of the road.
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49. So go forth and sin.
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50. I'll see you on the flipside.
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51. According to Dante,
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52. sloth deadens
the spiritual senses.
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53. But according to "Dainto,"
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54. sloth is the epitome
of man...
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55. that is Pancho.
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56. Welcome to the "Sanchez"
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57. Step one...
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58. Superglue.
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59. Number one.
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60. His mouth.
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61. Whoa whoa whoa
whoa whoa— whoa whoa.
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62. As you can see,
he's quite agitated.
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63. Feels like
I've got fuckin'
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up my nose.
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65. Watch out,
you got stuff— medicine—
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66. you've got this stuff
on your head.
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67. Watch out,
watch out, don't —
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68. Proof that this man
can fall asleep anywhere in the world.
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69. Someone's fuckin'
glued my nose up.
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70. - My nose is fuckin'. ..
- Superglued shut.
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71. - Try to blow it out.
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72. It is proper stuck on,
though, isn't it?
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73. It's going
fuckin' nowhere.
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74. That's reinforced, that is.
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75. What happens if I get
a Never-Ending Gobstopper
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76. stuck in the back of
my throat? I'm fucked.
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77. Ooh.
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78. It's coming, it's coming,
it's coming, it's coming.
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79. - It's com— it's coming.
- It's not.
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80. - It's snot.
- It's coming.
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81. - It's not!
- It's snot.
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82. Give me that.
I'll fucking do it myself.
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83. God, you kids will
do some stupid things.
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84. - You'll soon find it's rock hard.
- Oh, he's in.
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85. - Three, two, one.
- Ow!
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86. Yes, it's gone!
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87. Oh, you got snot on me.
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88. Am I sorry of sloth?
Am I? Fuck.
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89. The rich.
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90. Now they're a bunch
of funny fuckers.
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91. - Oh!
- Get him, get him, get him.
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92. What do they do
to get off their asses?
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93. Pull!
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94. I've gone fuckin' deaf.
I can't fuckin' hear nothing.
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95. This is rabbits.
This is what the toffs like to do
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96. when the peasants
step onto their land.
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97. Go for the bollocks.
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98. My fuckin' nuts!
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99. - Oh, fuck!
- It's a go.
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100. Run, rabbit,
run, rabbit, run run run!
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101. - Let's have it.
- Ow!
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102. - Ah!
- Oh! Oh!
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103. - Oh!
- Ah!
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104. Um, what the fuck
am I doing?
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105. Aha! Ah!
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106. - Ah!
- Ow!
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107. Oh, right in
my bunny boobs!
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108. Ah! Fuck!
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109. Oh! I want no—
fuck that!
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110. Fuck!
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111. - Right on the ankle— fuckin' boom.
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112. - Joycey: Go on, take another hit.
- I can't fuckin' walk, Dan.
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113. This is a challenge
to see who's the laziest,
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114. who's the most stupid,
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115. who can take
the most amount of pain
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116. without leaving
their La-Z-Boy.
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117. Let's see how lazy Pritchard is.
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118. - Do it.
- Oh I can't, it's not working.
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119. - Joking.
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120. Hey!
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121. - Ah. It's fuckin' so much agony, man.
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122. - Fuckin'- -
- Oh, Christ!
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123. - Right, you ready?
- Yeah.
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124. Ah! Cha cha cha
cha cha cha!
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125. Cha-da da da da! Oh!
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126. - "Da da da!"
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127. I lost the La-Z-Boy challenge
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128. so it's cock action time.
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129. - Oh, look at him!
- He's got grey hairs.
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130. He's got grey hairs
on his pubes.
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131. Oh, am I really
gonna do this?
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132. - How am I going to perform?
- Get on with it!
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133. - Just get on with it!
- All: Oh!
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134. Three, two, one!
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135. Oh, God!
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136. I pressed the trigger,
it didn't go!
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137. - Three, two, one.
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138. Another.
Do another one!
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139. I'm not gonna—
I won't, I won't, I won't!
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140. Boys, you want
to see it?
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141. Oh, no no!
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142. You're dead!
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143. You're dead,
you're dead!
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144. I'm dead.
Pritchard versus Dainton.
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145. He is dead.
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146. Three, oh...
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147. two, one.
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148. Ah!
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149. I didn't think
it would hurt my skull.
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150. Ah!
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151. Taught you then.
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152. - Watch it.
- Hey!
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153. Don't mess around!
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154. - Rah!
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155. You freak!
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156. - You pig!
- Keep crying, keep crying.
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157. - Holy fuck!
- It went in. It went in my finger.
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158. Right on my nail!
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159. Daint, you fuckin' penis!
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160. - Dainton: Jesus Christ.
- Fuckin' penis licker!
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161. Knew I shouldn't have
fuckin' trusted you.
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162. Oh, I'm gonna faint.
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163. Don't play fuckin'
darts with Dainton.
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164. Right in the fuckin' nail.
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165. Right in
the fuckin' nail.
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166. Twat!
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167. You can't drink that.
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168. So what about
a rogue finger?
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169. Here we go—
big or small, fuck 'em all.
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170. So what about a rogue finger?
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172. of whether I'm proper
slothed out or not.
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173. - Stretch it a bit more.
- Dainton: Come on!
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174. But there's no way
I will fuck with him now.
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175. I'm gonna shoot
sloth to anger
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176. in one easy move.
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177. Shh, he's going green.
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178. Shh.
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179. Right, if we're gonna try and turn
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180. we need to cut
his clothes up.
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181. We've been trying to
do this for five years.
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182. There's something
I draw the line at.
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183. Jim Hickey: What?
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184. - There's no way—
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185. Stop it, that's
fuckin' male— stop it.
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186. - Fucking stop it.
- Jim: What are they doing?
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187. - Joycey: That's fuckin' funny, man.
- Not funny.
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188. - Shut up.
- Jim: What are they doing?
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189. - Shh.
- Jim: What are they doing?
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190. I'm not gonna—
I'm not— shh!
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191. I'm not— shut up!
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192. I'm not gonna tell you
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the Incredible Hulk—
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194. I leave it
to your imagination.
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195. Panch!
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196. The sloth to anger,
in one easy move.
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197. - Dainton: My God.
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198. Pritch,
you got his eyes.
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199. What?
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200. You got
his fuckin' eyes.
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201. Yeah, but it's
watered down.
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202. You're fucked now.
You've fucked it.
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203. Oh, fuck off.
You're staying here.
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204. That's bullshit.
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206. Is there a prob—
is there a problem here?
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207. Don't fuckin' have
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208. It's naught
to do with me.
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209. It's nothing
to do with me.
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210. Jim, it's fuckin' all to do with you.
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211. - It's not to do with me.
- Joycey: It's not Jim, it's not Jim.
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213. He doesn't even know
he looks like the Hulk.
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214. I'm green— great.
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- Oh!
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- Ahhh!
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217. - There he is— Paul Weller.
- Jim: What's a Paul Weller?
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221. Daddy's here!
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222. Ow!
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223. There's one thing that
really fuckin' makes me angry,
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224. and that's his
fuckin' snoring.
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225. Time for a sleep, Panch.
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226. Come on, boy.
Come to Daddy.
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229. So I decided to come
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230. and have "Sleep when you're dead"
tattooed on my leg in Russian.
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231. There's a thousand ways
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232. But sometimes it's the
most simplest of things
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233. that can make a man
go fuckin' insane.
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234. It takes a lot to
make me angry basically.
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235. Somebody will really have
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237. Can Pritchard
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238. for plus 19 and
a half seconds dead?
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239. One—
oh, shit.
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240. My relationship
with Dainton—
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242. drives me fuckin'
angry— Dainton.
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243. Pritchard is coming
tomorrow morning to get a tattoo—
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244. "Sleep when you're dead" —
done on his leg.
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245. Those words are gonna get lost
in translation with my translator.
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246. Don't get me wrong,
I love it.
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247. It's brilliant. That's the whole
Pritchard-versus-Dainton thing.
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248. Let's wake
this little piggy up.
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249. If there's anyone that properly
does make me angry, it's Dainton.
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250. Not even himself makes me angry,
it's just the way he does things.
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251. Daint,
you are a ring nut.
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252. It's always a competition
between me and him,
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253. but he always gets
the upper hand.
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254. I want "Sleep
when I'm dead,"
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255. but you need to say,
when you translate it...
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256. He knows— he knows
where my breaking point is...
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257. and when he knows he's reached
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258. he will—
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259. he knows
to back off then.
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260. - Fucking prick!
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261. - Fuck you.
- You fuckin' punched me in the face.
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in Russian.
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263. Right on.
It must really mean "Beef Stroganoff
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264. and a lovely vodka,
thank you very much," but there we go.
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265. - Spasibo.
- Ne za chto.
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266. This is
gonna fuck him up.
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267. Well, we're in
a paintball shooting place.
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268. I'm going to attempt—
and when I say attempt—
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269. attempt to try and beat
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270. of the amount of paintball hits
to a human body.
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271. Right, this is a test
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272. to show you how powerful
these guns are
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273. that he's gonna be shot with
to break the world record.
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275. From my experience of
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277. in previous years—
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278. it's absolutely
fuckin' painful as fuck.
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the world record.
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280. But there isn't even
a world record.
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281. Right, "Thank you for your interest
in the paintball hits record
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282. featured in the 2004 edition
of 'T he Guinness World Records.'
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283. The record is currently
held by Anthony Kelly" —
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284. that's the man
you got to beat—
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285. - "of New South Wales..."
- All: Oh!
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286. Maybe there'll be a new record
from the New South Wales.
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287. "... in Australia,
who took 102 hits
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288. from a distance
of five meters.
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289. I have enclosed
a record-attempt registration
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290. from which our terms
and conditions..." blah blah blah.
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291. "I wish you best of luck
in your record attempt
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292. and look forward
to hearing from you soon.
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293. Yours truly,
Gerald Davey."
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294. I can actually properly be
in "The Guinness Book of Records."
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295. - All: Yeah.
- I never knew it was that official.
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296. - Yeah.
- Fuckin' hell.
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297. Oh my God. I've fuckin'
made me even more nervous.
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298. You ready to roll,
Pritchard?
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299. - Yes, Daint!
- Come on!
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300. - Pancho: 10 down.
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301. - Joycey: 10.
- Dainton: 92 to go!
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302. Come on, Math, you can do it!
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303. Feel the pain.
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304. Oh, Jesus fuckin'- -
fuck a duck.
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305. - Go!
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306. - How many?
- 10, 10.
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307. 20!
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308. two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, 10.
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309. Ah!
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310. Oh, that fuckin' Anthony Kelly's
a fucking right thick cunt.
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311. three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, 10.
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312. Oh!
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313. 51, 52...
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314. - Panch, you fuckin' missed.
- A lot of those missed.
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- Have you been drinking?
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- You said you missed three,
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317. - but now you've missed two.
- Two or three.
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319. This is a world record attempt
we're breaking, motherfucker.
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320. - You can't have more miss.
- I got hit with three.
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I was counting them.
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322. - Ready? Three, two, one.
- Yeah.
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323. - Ah!
- Shoot!
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324. - Oh!
- Come on!
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325. You look like fuckin'
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327. Ay-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya!
Fuckin' 90!
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328. - Ah!
- One, two, three, four, five, six,
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329. - seven, eight, nine, 10!
- Ah!
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330. I only need another three,
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331. Four.
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I only need 103.
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I've fuckin' beaten it.
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334. I'm in that fuckin'
great book, baby!
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336. For being
a right stupid twat!
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337. Come on, Pritch!
Here we go, to victory!
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339. Fucking done it!
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340. Yeah!
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103 paintballs to the body.
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344. Well, Jim, it's gone too far.
He looks like he's been hit—
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by a fuckin' truck.
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346. He's ecstatic. He said,
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349. I mean obviously I knew
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350. I was really excited—
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351. Crew, I've done it!
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352. Shit.
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353. I mean, as a kid,
you always read
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354. "The Guinness Book
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355. when you have it for Christmas
or something like that.
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356. You immediately think,
"Oh, I'd love to be in this book."
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357. But, now I'm finally
gonna make it in the book.
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358. You all right, Math?
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359. Boys, you wanna see
the state of my fuckin' body?
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360. - Let's have a look.
- Pritchard: It's fucked.
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361. - Give us a ganders.
- Fuckin' ready?
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362. - Let's have a look.
- Oh my God!
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363. Oh my fuckin' shit-flaps.
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364. Oh my— oh my God,
look at that.
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365. Look at how savage it is.
They're all raised up.
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366. Oh, it's fucking hell, man.
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367. Look at that fucker!
Oh my God!
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368. Fuck me!
Look at that.
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369. That's fucked.
I can't even look at it.
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370. That's the good thing
about skin, boys. It fuckin' heals.
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371. I've always said, whoever invented it
was a fuckin' genius.
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anything like that.
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373. I've never seen so much
fuckin' carnage on one body
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374. after paintballs.
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375. And when he finds out that— when
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the computer last night—
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377. I'm seriously, seriously in some
seriously deep shit.
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378. Yeah, you know,
Pritchard's fuckin' shaved my hair off
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379. fucking God knows
what so many times.
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380. He deserves
to be tucked up.
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381. That'll teach the fucker
to fuckin' snore.
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382. Breathe.
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383. Now we have
the peacemaker,
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386. Right— fuck.
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387. - Pancho.
- What?
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388. - What's wrong with you?
- What do you mean,
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389. "What's wrong with you?"
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390. Look at his long johns
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391. You— you knew
it was gonna—
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393. Oh, just punch me.
Go on, punch me.
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394. - Right.
- Punch me. Go on, punch me.
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397. He's gonna have a shit on him.
He's having a shit on him!
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398. You're fucking dead.
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399. This is Russia,
this was anger.
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me out then.
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401. Fuck this place, right?
This place is so full of anger,
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I love— whoa!
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for the ladyboys.
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413. Right, we're in Bangkok.
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414. Bit of a ghetto area.
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415. Per pound, you can get
liposuction done here.
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416. - The ping-pong lady...
- Oh!
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417. said me too chubby.
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418. Me need
to lose weight.
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419. Too chubby, too chubby.
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420. If they can make those
ladyboys look fuckin' good...
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421. then there might be hope
for me yet. You never know.
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422. - Hello.
- Hello.
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423. - I am Pancho.
- I'm Dr. Somsak.
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424. Mm-hmm.
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425. Would you say
I have a beer belly?
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426. Yes, in compare to your height.
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427. Yeah, I'm a bit overweight, yeah.
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428. Uh-huh, yeah.
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429. But it makes me
stronger to party.
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430. This is the real deal, isn't it?
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431. I don't think
he realizes how—
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432. I don't think he realizes
what he's let himself in for.
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433. How does it feel,
taking fat out?
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434. - Oh, some pain.
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435. Some pain?
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436. - Some pain.
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437. This is the fat that come out
in the bottle after liposuction.
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438. Ooh.
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439. This is blood,
and this is fat.
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440. This is like putting
pantyliners on your face.
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441. New, with wings.
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442. I've got to be honest—
I am proper shittin' it.
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443. Time for your medication,
Mr. Locke.
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444. Done some stupid,
silly stuff in my time,
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445. but this takes
the biscuit.
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446. Oh my God, I'm not gonna
be able to see what's happening.
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447. The operation's
about to begin.
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448. - See the size of that needle.
- Pancho: Oh shut up, man.
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449. - Pancho: I can't feel anything yet.
- Oh shit.
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450. Has he cut me open?
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451. No.
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452. Oh my God.
Fuckin' hell.
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453. Look at the size
of that rod.
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454. Ow! Jesus, man.
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455. He gone right down
by my hipbone.
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456. No more!
Ah. Fuckin' hell, man.
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457. Ow!
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458. Oh fuck!
I'm fuckin'- -
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459. Squeeze my hand, man.
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460. Panch, I can see the head.
I can see the head, keep pushing.
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461. - Boys, I can't go through much more.
- Squeeze my hand, man.
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462. I can't —
it fuckin' feels so bad.
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463. He hasn't even
started yet.
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464. - Panch, squeeze my hand,
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465. squeeze my hand.
Ah! Fuckin' A.
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466. Fingers are diggin' in.
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467. It's all right, man.
It's all right, this is it.
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468. That's it.
You're done.
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469. Oh, they've just started.
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470. "Not done, just start."
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471. - Joycey: Keep your hands up.
- Oh no no.
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472. They're about to start sucking
the fat out of Pancho's hips.
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473. - Ah!
- Savage, man.
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474. Oh whoa whoa whoa! Ow!
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475. Pancho said "Ow."
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476. No.
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477. - Eww!
- Gosh!
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478. Ow ow ow ow ow!
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479. I told you "Ow" means "More,"
you fuckin' plonker.
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480. Ah! Fuckin' hell, man!
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481. Shut up! Get out,
you fucking bell-end!
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482. Daint, I'm not finding
any amusement in this now, right?
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483. I'm really starting
to spook out.
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484. Ah. Yeah!
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485. Done, Panch,
you're done.
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486. That is your fat.
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487. I will give you,
so you can take the fat home.
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488. Oh my God, look how
much is there.
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489. Oh! Oh my God.
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490. - You're gonna love this.
- Oh!
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491. Right, now we've got it.
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492. I think we've got to think
of some way to get rid of it.
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493. We're in Bangkok,
Thailand,
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494. and it's time to play
"Guess the Ladyboy,"
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495. but the thing is
I know myself
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496. that all these girls
here are ladyboys.
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497. A man or lady?
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498. Um, guy.
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499. - Pritchard: Nice ass on there.
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500. Oh, fuck off,
that's a dude.
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501. - That is definitely a bloke.
- No, that's definitely not.
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502. He's a man, look. He's got
a fuckin' Desperate Dan chin.
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503. - Joycey: Oh, look at that, yeah.
- Pritchard: That's a woman.
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504. That's a fuckin' man.
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505. - Look at her hands.
- Look at his hands.
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506. - That's a man.
- Oh yeah!
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507. That's a dude.
Thank you very much.
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508. - Thank you.
- Cheers, Roger.
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509. - Jim: We've got to do it!
- Jim!
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510. Jim! Are you
fuckin' listening?
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511. I am not
kissing a man!
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512. Fuckin' end of story!
If it was a fuckin' woman
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513. and I thought it was
a fucking woman and it was a man,
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514. my tough shit.
I am not kissing a fucking man.
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515. - Joycey: Is one a girl?
- Dainton: There's not.
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516. Tell him which one
it is then. Tell him then.
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517. - Tell him which one it is.
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518. Jim, Jim, Jim...
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519. Is it a woman?
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520. All right, then, brilliant.
That's okay then.
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521. She has to be a woman.
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522. There's no way someone
like that can look like a man.
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523. Which one do you
think is a woman?
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524. The one with the stars
and stripes on.
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525. - That's a woman?
- Yeah.
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526. All right then.
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527. - Oh, this is the one I choose.
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528. I hope it's
a fucking woman.
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529. What do you reckon?
What do you reckon, Math?
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530. - Kiss it, Math.
- All: Oh!
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531. - Go on then, Dave.
- She's supposed to be a woman.
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532. It ain't, is it?
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533. That's a man.
This is clearly a man.
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534. I can't even look.
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535. Oh!
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536. Go for the kiss.
Go for the kiss.
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537. - All: Oh!
- He just tongued it.
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538. That's it, finished.
Nice one, mate. Cheers.
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539. No no!
I'm gonna be sick.
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540. I can't —
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541. Please be a man. What am I saying?
Please be a woman.
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542. - "Be a man" ?
- She does look pretty good though.
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543. It is a woman,
isn't it?
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544. It is a woman, isn't it?
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545. Oh, Dainton,
she's got wicked fuckin' knockers.
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546. Oh! And the tongue
went in!
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547. I've got a bit
of a boner coming.
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548. - And he's got—
- ... in the valleys, Daint.
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549. - They don't take too lightly—
- Whoa whoa! Just in case!
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550. Hello.
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551. Are you a man or are you
a woman? Let's have a look.
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552. - Oh— oh yeah, there's a cock.
- It's a man! Oh my God!
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553. Oh Jesus! Fuck!
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554. All right, mate.
Yep, let's see what you got.
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555. What have you got?
Oh my God!
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556. Reveal.
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557. - Oh, it's a cock.
- It's a cock.
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558. - Oh Jesus.
- Put it away, put it away!
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559. I know she might be an ugly girl,
but it's not a pretty boy.
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560. - Let's have a look at the crown jewels.
- There's a cock in there.
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561. I think there's a cock. No no—
what have we got, what have we got?
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562. - Cock!
- There's a cock!
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563. Oh! Fuck!
Get off me!
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564. He got himself one of them!
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565. He even got a fuckin'
semi-hard-on and everything
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566. and he fucking
used his tongue,
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567. when everyone else just
kissed him on the lips.
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568. I've got fuckin'- -
I've got a misses and kids at home.
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569. What the fuck are they gonna do
when they see that?
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570. The missus probably
won't kiss me— oh fuck.
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571. I actually went backstage
when you were outside,
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572. and I knew that every
single one was a man.
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573. - You're fuckin' dead!
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574. - You fuckin' cunt!
- Fuckin'- -!
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575. You set me up with
a fuckin' woman— man, you dick!
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576. You got a boner
off a man. Payback.
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577. Oh, fuck off.
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578. "What have you been doing
in Thailand, Dainton?"
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579. "Oh, just been hanging out
with some ladyboys, you know,
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580. having lap dances.
Even got aroused."
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581. Okay, boys, this is called
a game of Bangkok Roulette.
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582. Ning is gonna come in,
go under there,
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583. do her business.
We've got to try and guess
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584. who she's doing
the business on.
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585. But if you get it wrong,
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586. then you'll have to have
a bug and down a whiskey.
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587. - And those bugs are fuckin' rank.
- Oh shit.
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588. Oh, look at that one.
He's got a face.
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589. Oh!
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590. Right then, boys,
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591. - this is my sexy assistant, Ning.
- Hello.
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592. She's the one who's going
to be pleasuring us tonight.
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593. God, they don't
hang around, do they?
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594. Right then, boys,
down with the pants.
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595. Are you ready
to play Bangkok Roulette?
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596. I'm fucking
smiling already.
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597. All right then, after three.
Three, two, one.
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598. Fuckin' hell, there's some good
poker faces here, boys.
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599. Right, that's the 30 seconds up.
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600. Now we've got to guess.
We'll start with Dainton.
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601. Who do you think
was getting played with?
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602. Boys, I can't tell you
because I am being played with.
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603. I thought—
I thought it was you.
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604. It's me!
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605. Can you tell her to stop?
I might get a boner.
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606. "Say hello to
my little friend."
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607. Get it over
and done with. Come on.
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608. Come on, Pritch.
It's not a spider.
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609. I just— sorry, boys,
that freaked me out then.
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610. - Why?
- A bit of his leg was in my mouth.
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611. Come on, stop stalling.
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612. - These boys are gonna get—
- Go on, chew it.
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613. I can't do it!
I don't like bugs!
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614. I don't like fuckin'- -
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615. I don't like ladyboys,
but you fuckin' tricked me.
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616. He's fuckin'
freaking me out.
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617. Payback, Pritch.
Payback.
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618. - Don't be sick on Ning.
- Get the leg.
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619. Own up, who was it?
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620. There we go. Look.
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621. - Come on!
- It's going in.
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622. Oh, don't be sick now.
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623. Oh, Jesus!
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624. - Oh!
- Ew!
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625. - Don't want to spill.
- All: Oh!
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626. - You.
- It was me and I got a raging boner.
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627. - Oh no no no no!
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628. Quick quick quick.
Come on, Pancho!
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629. Go on, get it down.
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630. You what?
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631. Boys, the bugs
ain't even that bad.
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632. I could stay here drinking whiskey
and eating bugs all night.
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633. It's like pork scratchings,
that's all it is.
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634. Well, let's fuckin'
up the ante, then.
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635. - Up the ante?
- Yeah, let's do it with something else.
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636. I've got some
good stuff here, lads.
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637. - It's my man-fat.
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638. Jesus—!
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639. Probably about 90% proof.
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640. I've set up a little game show.
You remember "Family Fortune" ?
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641. This is called
"Unfortunate Wank."
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642. We'll do the same thing—
whoever gets wanked off
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643. has to fuckin'
down the fat.
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644. What, whichever one
she picks?
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645. Yeah. So she's picking
who eats the fat.
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646. No way.
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647. Whoever gets the wank
has to down the man-fat.
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648. Without further ado,
Ming, do your thing!
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649. Oh my God.
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650. Sucker!
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651. That looks fucking rank.
Look at it.
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652. It's all like bits
of fuckin'- -
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653. That's not—
that's not food, man.
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654. That's proper fuckin'
Panch fat.
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655. Look, the doctor
showed me, right...
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656. This is blood,
and this is fat.
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657. It's fucked up.
You— you're in there.
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658. - Dainton: Let's get on with it.
- This is fucking cannibalism,
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659. for fuck's sake.
You get sent down for this shit.
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660. Well, separate—
separate the blood from the fat.
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661. Pour it in,
pour it in, pour it in.
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662. This—
oh! Oh man!
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663. Oh, that is fucking wrong, man.
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664. See, there's blood there.
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665. Look— don't — there's a bucket there.
There's a bucket there.
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666. Oh my God,
there's a stringy bit!
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667. Look at it,
just dangling!
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668. Oh man!
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669. Oh!
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670. No shit.
This is without a doubt
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671. the sickest, fucked-up stunt
we've ever— we've ever done.
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672. If you're in the cinema now
watching this,
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673. pull your sick bag out,
because this is gonna be fucking needed.
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674. Steak— lovely,
very very rare steak.
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675. It's a very rare steak.
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676. Oh!
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677. Oh! Fuck!
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678. Oh my God.
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679. Oh God!
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680. All right, I'm gonna
fucking do this again
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681. and I'm gonna
keep it down this time.
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682. I don't want to be
a part of this anymore.
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683. - This has gone too far.
- It's just smooth water.
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684. It's just smooth water.
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685. Relax, calm
calm calm.
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686. Relax, swallow.
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687. Gulp, gulp it.
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688. Gulp.
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689. Go on—
it's tomato juice.
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690. - Yeah!
- I've just eaten a fuckin' man,
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691. for fuck's sake!
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692. - If you haven't gone
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693. for your doggy bag yet...
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694. you're as equally fucked
as these bastards.
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695. Welcome to "Dirty Sanchez."
I've just eaten a man.
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696. Here we are!
Phi Phi!
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697. We've just done lust,
now it's time for envy.
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698. Ooh, don't.
That was nice.
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699. All right, boys, you just
arrived in Phi Phi.
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700. Nice, isn't it?
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701. - Lovely, Dainton.
- It is.
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702. There's a price to pay
for everything, though, isn't there?
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703. Exactly, because
this is the deal, yeah?
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704. - We're gonna have a little crab race.
- I don't like crabs!
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705. Two crabs that are winners,
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706. those guys get to stay in
the beautiful accommodation...
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707. Welcome to Zeavola.
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708. This is
a five-stars property.
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709. For those who stay here,
they can relax, enjoy and being lazy.
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710. and the guys with
the slowest crabs,
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711. gotta go in— the accommodation
is a rat-infested shithole
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712. on the other side
of the island.
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713. Luckily, Daint, I think
I picked up crabs in fucking Bangkok,
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714. - and these are fast fuckers.
- Go on, Number Two.
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715. - Come on, Number Four.
- Give me. Give me rock.
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716. Come on, crab.
Come on!
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717. Yes!
Mine's out first!
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718. - Come on. Come on, boy.
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719. I bloody spurred yours.
I made yours win!
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720. I was given a fucking crab
that wasn't even alive,
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721. that was never going anywhere. I was
always sleeping in the tin fucking-hut.
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722. I'm gonna make you sick with envy
when you see my place. Come on.
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723. Do you want to come
and have a look at my little pad?
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724. I'd rather wank
my old man off, Panch.
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725. Welcome to Zeavola.
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726. Oh, boys, I do see
our swimming pool.
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727. - Joycey: Oh, fuck off!
- Pritchard: Oh my God!
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728. Well, it looks like
fucking shantytown to me already.
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729. - Oh, look at that.
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730. Shoes off, Joyce.
Just look at this place.
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731. Fit for a king.
Fit for a king!
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732. - Oh my God.
- Oh, dude.
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733. Look at what I'll see
in the morning when I wake up.
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734. This takes the piss.
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735. There's cockroaches
on the bed!
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736. - Where? Let's have a look.
- I can't sleep in here.
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737. I told you. At least there's
a bit of porn on the wall.
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738. Ooh, look. We've got
lights in here.
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739. I thought they
were fairy lights.
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740. They're just holes
in the ceiling.
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741. I tell you what— I think there's
a few fucking rats in the ground here.
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742. - Oh what?
- You said rat-infested.
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743. There's a fucking
red ants' nest up in the tree
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744. - in that pair of old stinking pants.
- Joycey: There is as well.
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745. I ain't fucking staying here.
I can tell you that now.
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746. You've got to.
It's "Sanchez Rule."
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747. "Sanchez Rule" has
always been the same:
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748. You lose, you fucking
stick the consequence.
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749. But Daint, there's
fucking bugs everywhere.
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750. - I'm fucking not—
- Whoa, man!
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751. - Fuck, look at the size—
- See what I mean?
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752. We can't fucking sleep here.
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753. He's carrying half a tree.
You've got to stay here.
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754. You lost fair and square,
we won fair and square.
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755. Yeah, but you're in
a seven-star fucking hotel.
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756. Welcome to Zeavola.
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757. If I'm staying in here,
I'm gonna make sure
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758. you go back to that hotel
fucking pissed off.
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759. Like how?
I'm going back to the hotel—
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760. - Do you want to fucking see?
- I'm going back to the hotel
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761. with the biggest grin on my face knowing
that you're stuck in this proper—
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762. this is worse
than I described.
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763. Yeah, but when you
go back to the hotel...
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764. you're going to be
proper pissed off when you see this.
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765. "I love Dainton."
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766. - Dainton, are you not envious of that?
- You're fucking sick!
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767. - Aren't you envious of that?
- "I heart Dainton."
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768. Are you sure you don't want
to share your seven-star room
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769. - with me now, love?
- Who's envious now, eh?
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770. - Is that fucking real?
- Yeah.
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771. Try and rub it off,
Dainton.
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772. Pritch, you can't have fucking
"I love Dainton" on your cock!
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773. You don't fucking
love me, you hate me.
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774. By the end of this I'm going
to make sure you really hate me.
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775. You're going to want
to chop your own cock off.
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776. I tell you— I'm going
to fucking knock you out.
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777. "I love Dainton"
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778. What in God's name have I don't to you?
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779. Oh, fucking hell!
It's never-fucking-ending!
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780. There's no record
for the most paintballs to the body.
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781. - Oh fucking God!
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782. That fucking Anthony Kelly,
he's a right thick cunt.
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783. - You fucking wanker!
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784. Yes!
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785. - Yes!
- The whole letter, it was fake.
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786. 103 fucking bullets to my fucking body
and there's no such thing?
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787. I'm in that
fucking great book, baby!
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788. Whoo! Yeah!
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789. I've got 103 bullet holes
in my fucking body
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790. for fucking
no reason at all!
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791. I'm sorry,
this is fucking amazing!
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792. This is the funniest thing
I've ever seen.
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793. 103 fucking bullet holes—
what else are you gonna do to me?
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794. - Knock you out!
- You're gonna catch malaria
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795. - staying in this shithole tonight.
- I'll tell you what—
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796. that's fucking it now.
You've pissed me off so fucking much,
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797. - let's have a fight.
- You wanna fight?
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798. Yeah, I'll fight you,
Thai boxing,
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799. in the boxing ring.
Fucking yeah. Tomorrow.
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800. Right. No shit.
I'll take you up on that.
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801. This might be the last time
we fucking shake hands.
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802. Don't take it to heart
if I knock you out
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803. and I won't take it to heart
if you knock me out,
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804. but I'm gonna come out
tomorrow night fucking swinging.
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805. You had better be, because I'll be
swinging like a fucking windmill.
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806. I am fucking starving.
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807. - I haven't eaten all fucking day.
- I'll eat anything.
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808. They put us—
Pancho and Dainton
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809. are sitting there,
champagne fucking dinner...
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810. - Champagne, Panch?
- It's like cracking open an egg.
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811. Crack on.
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812. This place is a fucking shithole.
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813. Take me
the fuck out of here!
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814. Phi Phi, fuck me,
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815. this place is
a fucking wankville!
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816. Here's to happy days...
in Phi Phi.
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817. - At least you shit—
- Ah! Look at that fucking spider!
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818. - Stay there, stay there, stay there!
- No no no no, don't! Don't!
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819. - Joycey: Stay there!
- There's a fucking—
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820. Uh, grilled lobster.
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821. Caught today, please.
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822. - Joycey: Oh my God.
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823. Can I have my food sprinkled
with the magic of Thailand, please?
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824. What's that,
chili sauce?
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825. Ah. Ah.
You fucking—
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826. Ah! Crap!
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827. - Bonjour, monsieur. Enjoy the view.
- Tres bien.
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828. - Spider.
- Ah!
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829. Where? Fuck off.
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830. Where the— hurry up, turn the light on!
Turn the light on!
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831. - Joycey: Fuck off!
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832. - Watch! Watch!
- Pritchard: Fucking what's that?
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833. Say it! Say it!
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834. Oi, fucking get your arse—
oi, Pritch, it's fight day.
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835. Come on, man.
You're the winner.
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836. - He just whacked his head on that.
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837. Shit. That's a good start
to a fucking training day.
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838. 497, 498,
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839. 499, 500!
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840. You're fucking dead,
Pritchard!
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841. Aww, look at
the little chicks.
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842. 10 more!
Come on!
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843. - Go on! Use him as a body bag!
- Ah!
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844. I'm gonna get him.
I'm gonna get him.
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845. - Say "I'm a tiger."
- I'm knackered.
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846. This fucking fight
ain't gonna last two minutes.
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847. This is the deal. Pritchard versus
Dainton, battle of the dickheads.
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848. - Do you wanna see my killer moves?
- Joycey: Yeah.
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849. This time he's taken it
one step too far.
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850. Whoo! Whoo! Bam!
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851. I am going to fucking
unleash the beast.
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852. Might get my cock out.
He'll be like "Oh, what you doing?"
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853. - Boff.
- I'm not gonna fucking play with him.
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854. I'm not gonna
be nice to him.
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855. - Oh! Oh.
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856. It was a spider
or a rat.
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857. There's no kissing,
there's no hugging
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858. and there's no fucking
tickling tonight.
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859. Oh, tickle-tickle.
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860. The Finisher.
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861. Dainton's gonna
kick his ass!
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862. Ladies and gentlemen!
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863. - Pritchard! Dainton!
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864. Go go go go go go...
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865. Fucking get over there!
One more!
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866. - Whoo!
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867. Yeah, man!
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868. That's so hard, man.
It's not as easy as it looks.
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869. I hit him with the first,
the first of the match.
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870. He went down.
I thought he weren't gonna get back up.
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871. But he ain't got the prize.
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872. He stayed down—
fucked, gone, game over.
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873. I'll regain my pride
through stupidity, I think.
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874. Well, Pritchard,
we're off to Japan next,
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875. a country that is
fucking driven by pride.
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876. Let's get fucking bollixed!
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877. Let's get
fucking bollixed!
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878. Huh! Tokyo.
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879. - You movie star!
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880. This challenge is called
the Spunky Dunky Challenge.
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881. We're all gonna go
to the toilets with a camera—
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882. just to make sure
that no one's cheating—
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883. and we're gonna spunk
in a dunky,
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884. and the one with
the least amount of spunk...
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885. has gotta wear
the spunky dunky.
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886. Fuck, here I am.
Made it to the toilet.
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887. Now I've gotta have
a fucking wank.
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888. I had a room
on my own last night
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889. for the first time
in fucking three weeks,
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890. and l— and a fucking
powerful bidet jet that goes up my ass.
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891. I took full advantage of it
and I had five wanks.
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892. So I'm sure there's nothing even left.
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893. You ain't seeing
my fucking come-face either.
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894. Is he gonna come out
with a load in the condom?
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895. Is he gonna come out
with a poor show?
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896. If he comes out with a load—
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897. I don't wanna say this, but we're
gonna have to check the footage.
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898. How much you got?
- Any good?
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899. Oh, there's some romantic music
in there while he's doing it.
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900. Where's Dainton's glass?
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901. Which one's
Dainton's glass?
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902. Oh, this is wrong, man.
This is Dainton having a wank.
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903. - Why is he saying "Pritch" ?
- Shut up.
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904. Fuck! Can't even get
a fucking hard-on!
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905. Did you keep thinking
about us at any point?
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906. I thought about Dainton
quite a bit, yeah.
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907. Oh, that's less than me!
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908. Yes! I'm not getting it!
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909. There he is boys.
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910. Oh, fucking hell!
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911. Damn, how can he do that?
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912. The music was one of the big factors
in me having a hard time wanking.
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913. This music is
really putting me off.
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914. Panch has been
so long in the toilet with the camera
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915. having a wank that Dan
has to go down with my camera.
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916. Gays take these
into bog toilets,
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917. right, so that when—
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918. when he meets
another cottager,
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919. he puts his feet into it
whilst the other one blows him off,
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920. so when the attendant
looks under
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921. he sees a bag
and one set of feet.
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922. Daint—
Daint taught me that.
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923. You've been dipping
your condom in there, haven't you?
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924. You dipped it
in there, didn't you?
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925. Because you knew
I'd go for that instead.
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926. Yeah, I have been.
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927. - Fucking twat!
- Don't —
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928. There she is.
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929. - Did you fucking do that?
- You should've drunk out of your glass.
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930. - Did you do that?
- I put some cum in there.
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931. Boys, that was
hard fucking work.
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932. - You're sweating!
- He's sweating!
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933. That was so fuck—
so much hard work.
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934. Panch, if I was you,
I'd drink out of that,
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935. because he put
a fucking jimmy in my pint.
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936. That was— that was a proper
under-pressure wank.
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937. Look.
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938. - Well, you drink out of that then.
- Pour some in there.
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939. L— I've just
fucking drunk two pints.
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940. I don't trust
any fucker on this team.
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941. I ain't drinking
out of it.
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942. Oh, for fuck's sake.
Jesus Christ.
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943. - Yeah, it's your cock, it don't matter.
- No, l—
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944. It ain't my fucking cock.
Just fucking drink it.
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945. I've fucked
with people's glasses.
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946. We've just had this argument.
There's fuck all wrong with it.
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947. You've tampered
with that.
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948. I haven't tampered with it.
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949. I'm just good
at fucking pulling my plonker.
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950. That's a fucking
endurance test.
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951. How fucking hard is that?
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952. We've all been to the toilet,
we've done the fucking deed.
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953. As embarrassing as it was,
it's fucking crunch time.
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954. Two, one.
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955. - Joycey!
- Yeah!
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956. Oh, yes!
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957. - It's going all in his hair.
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958. Oh, that looks good.
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959. That's it, slow. Slower.
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960. Blow it up!
Blow it up!
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961. Blow it up,
Dan, blow it up.
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962. - Blow it till it pops!
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963. I may be the winner,
but I'm the—
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964. I'm the loser,
aren't I?
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965. We're in Japan.
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966. We're about to meet
the Tokyo Shock Boys.
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967. Their stunts
and our stunts.
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968. - Welcome to Japan.
- Bummer, man.
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969. - Hello.
- Hello.
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970. We're in Japan,
it's your country.
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971. Let's fucking see how
the Tokyo Shock Boys rock.
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972. Okay, okay.
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973. Here we go.
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974. - This is beer.
- Okay.
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975. Come on, come on,
come on. Okay.
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976. Oh my God!
How the fuck do you do that!
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977. Cheers.
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978. Cigarette.
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979. Well, I honestly haven't a fucking clue
what he's doing this time.
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980. Fucking hell!
Fucking hell!
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981. I can give you...
good thing.
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982. Oh, it better not
be your cock.
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983. Next, you!
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984. It's time to shock
the Shock Boys!
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985. We've invented a new game.
This is called "Bum Drum."
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986. - New game.
- Yeah, what we do is he sticks
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987. one up his bum, I stick one
up mine and we drum sticks,
Copy !req
988. and the first one
to fall out gets a Dirty Sanchez.
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989. Every man knows—
on a blind date,
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990. you always use
the best lube there is— a bit of spit.
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991. Go!
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992. It's a good fight!
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993. Shit!
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994. It's all right.
It's not that bad.
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995. Don't know what
you're whingeing about.
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996. Stop!
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997. Smell bad!
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998. The Japanese like their tea,
so I'm gonna brew them some up.
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999. - Give it a swing now.
- Swing it.
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1000. I think
the kettle's boiled!
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1001. Daint! Dainton!
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1002. Dainton!
Fuck off, Dainton!
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1003. Right, now they're in
for a finale.
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1004. This stuff is
about to go down the pan.
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1005. Let the beer enema begin!
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1006. - Right, you ready?
- Ready.
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1007. Stop it! No more!
Don't do it.
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1008. - Stop it!
- Go on, Dan.
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1009. Right, boys.
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1010. Have you got
any more squirt in there?
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1011. No no no no! Ah!
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1012. You must come back
to Britain with us
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1013. and we'll do a show together
and party together.
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1014. No way!
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1015. Ta-ta, Daint.
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1016. - These Japanese wrestlers—
- They're hard as fuck.
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1017. - We're gonna take them out?
- What do Japanese wrestlers do?
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1018. Extreme
Japanese wrestlers.
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1019. Fight with glass
and barbed wire.
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1020. I know there's
one stunt they do
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1021. where they shove glass
into their fucking forehead like that.
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1022. No! No!
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1023. And I can tell you
which ones have had it done.
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1024. He's had it done,
he's had it done
Copy !req
1025. - and he's had it done.
- We're out here laughing—
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1026. like laughing and shit—
and when we walk through the door,
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1027. they're gonna be
in there just going...
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1028. He looks quite mild, that one.
He looks fucking harmless.
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1029. Check out
Mens there, though.
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1030. That's pain and pleasure.
That's his jizz face.
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1031. I was smiling like that last night
when I sat on the toilet
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1032. with this hot jet
of water spraying my cornhole.
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1033. Panch, I think
you're the closest one
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1034. resembling one
of those wrestlers.
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1035. - I think they're gonna—
- I probably look like numerous ones
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1036. seeing as I look like fucking everyone
under the sun anyway.
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1037. You've looked like—
you've looked like—
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1038. you've looked like
the Incredible Hulk,
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1039. you've looked like
fucking Gorbachev...
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1040. "I want the U.S.S.R.
To continue the way it is."
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1041. and now you look
like every one of these on there.
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1042. All the baldies.
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1043. - Fucking Jesus Christ!
- That's fucking barbed wire.
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1044. - Hello.
- Oh my God.
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1045. I think we've got into
a bit of shit here, boys.
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1046. We've got our own costumes,
our own little funny costumes.
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1047. Yeah, we have.
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1048. Put our—
put our outfits on.
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1049. Watch it,
I'll knock you out, mate!
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1050. I got my—
I got my own—
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1051. whoa! Whoa!
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1052. Don't push—
don't push me in!
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1053. We was laughing earlier.
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1054. That's definitely
a nervous grin now.
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1055. He's pointing at me.
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1056. Ah! Ah!
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1057. Fucking hell!
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1058. Whoa whoa whoa!
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1059. Right, your fucking turn!
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1060. No no no.
No more.
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1061. - Oh! Look at that!
- That kick in the back is fucked.
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1062. Go on!
Get off me!
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1063. - Hey, you.
- Get in, get in, get in.
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1064. Oh, he's fucked.
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1065. He's pinned his dick!
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1066. - That looked fucking savage, that.
- Oh, it was horrible, man.
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1067. And they played
with your cock and all.
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1068. - They stretched it a bit, though.
- I know. I know.
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1069. There was
no thrill in that.
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1070. - Look at his tail.
- It's all in the tail, isn't it?
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1071. - Pigsy!
- Pigsy! Me monkey!
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1072. Look at them all!
Look at them all!
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1073. Right, let's go
get drunk, boys!
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1074. What are we doing inviting these boys
out on the piss with us in Japan?
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1075. - I don't know. Let's go.
- We're professional drinkers, though.
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1076. - Yeah.
- Time for some saki.
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1077. - Saki!
- Ah!
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1078. Son of a bitch.
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1079. The Japanese extreme wrestlers
have stripped us of our pride...
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1080. so we're gonna play
a good old, er—
Copy !req
1081. a game that
we do back in Wales...
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1082. and we're gonna
flip the box.
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1083. Whichever end this lands on...
equals a forfeit.
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1084. - Good man.
- I reckon he's gonna get green.
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1085. - Ooh.
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1086. He's just picked the mallet
with the pins on it,
Copy !req
1087. and he's chosen
to go for the shoulder.
Copy !req
1088. And to tell you the truth,
I don't wanna fucking hit him,
Copy !req
1089. because he's
bigger than me.
Copy !req
1090. - Check out— check out the scars.
- And look at the scars.
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1091. Check out the scars
on this guy.
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1092. We thought we had
a lot of fucking scars.
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1093. And do you think
that's gonna do fuck all to him?
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1094. Three, two—
oh, I don't wanna do it!
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1095. - Come on.
- That hurt my pride.
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1096. - You want more?
- I don't — I don't like.
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1097. Eeny meeny miney moe...
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1098. Please have the nasty one.
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1099. It's only the fucking staple
to the tongue, isn't it?
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1100. Stay stay, Pancho.
Stay stay.
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1101. It's in!
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1102. This is
my first time in Japan.
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1103. I don't even
like mustard,
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1104. so let's taste wasabi.
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1105. Because if
I don't like this
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1106. and this is going
up Pritchard's nose, God forbid.
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1107. Let's have a taste.
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1108. Ooh, that's a selfish line.
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1109. I'm Welsh, Daniel,
I don't fuck around.
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1110. Oh Jesus.
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1111. Not only is it just wasabi,
it's mixed with saki.
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1112. Three, two, one,
in "Sanchez" style, goodbye!
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1113. Wasabi, wasabi, wasabi...
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1114. Bye-bye. Bye-bye.
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1115. Found it, boyo.
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1116. It's the one with the fucking ring
round it and the blade.
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1117. How you feeling?
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1118. The best way to—
to slice one's finger off—
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1119. one, two, three,
four, five.
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1120. Fucking hell, Panch!
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1121. Just like
the Yakuza do, baby!
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1122. Put that fucking hand
down now.
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1123. We're here.
Are you ready?
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1124. I'm fucking shitting myself.
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1125. Panch, how many fucking drinks
have you had tonight?
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1126. Look, I'll even do the piss test.
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1127. I'm gonna fucking get my pride back
by chopping my finger off.
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1128. Pritch, you're not gonna chop it off,
though— Pancho is.
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1129. - Pancho ain't fucking doing it.
- He fucking is.
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1130. - Fuck off, he's a fucking pisshead.
- Pritch, Pritch.
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1131. Whoa whoa whoa whoa!
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1132. - Whoa whoa!
- Felt like Dogtanian for a minute.
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1133. This is the tip of his finger, and this
is how far in we wanna go.
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1134. Right, here we go.
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1135. Pancho set the gauntlet.
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1136. Daint, he can't even fucking shoot
a gun fucking straight.
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1137. - I'll put my finger there, Jim.
- And I'm gonna go...
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1138. - Oh!
- If I manage to have
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1139. my finger chopped off
by Pancho...
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1140. you have to stand in the middle
of a Japanese street singing karaoke
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1141. - with a song of my choice.
- Well, that's a deal, Pritch.
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1142. You're too pissed,
you're too fucking clumsy.
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1143. - You ain't fucking doing my finger.
- I'm fine.
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1144. - Look, Panch, you're not doing it.
- Joycey: How you gonna do it?
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1145. I chose myself
the cigar cutter.
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1146. - That's a very classy way of doing it.
- I'm a posh man, Daniel.
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1147. Well, to tell you the truth,
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1148. I'm fucking...
shitting myself.
Copy !req
1149. - Panch.
- I don't even wanna look.
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1150. I didn't want to be affiliated
with this anyway.
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1151. - Well, he's bats. Use your reason.
- Yeah.
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1152. Are you sure, Pritch,
are you sure?
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1153. - Time to moan.
- Definite?
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1154. - I can't even look.
- Right. Are you ready?
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1155. - Go.
- Three, two, one.
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1156. Fuck a duck!
Motherfucker!
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1157. - Fucking hell, man.
- Yeah, it's fucking right off, boys.
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1158. Boys, I've fucking
regained my pride!
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1159. - Gaylord.
- Look at his cock!
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1160. Boys, I can see
the fucking bone.
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1161. - I can see the fucking bone.
- Fuck off!
Copy !req
1162. - Fuck off!
- Oh, fuck. Fuck a duck!
Copy !req
1163. Yeah, motherfucker!
I've regained my pride!
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1164. Who's fucking
pussy boy now?
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1165. I may have lost the fight,
but I've regained my pride.
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1166. - Look, it's still in the end there!
- Oh, fucking hell.
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1167. - Math, can I eat it?
- No no, don't fuck around!
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1168. - Eat it. Eat it.
- Can I eat it?
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1169. - No, don't fucking eat it!
- I wanted to—
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1170. No, you can't
fucking eat it!
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1171. - Eat it.
- No!
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1172. - Eat it!
- No, don't, don't!
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1173. Dan, don't fucking eat it!
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1174. - Go on, Dan!
- Don't eat it!
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1175. It tastes
fucking weird, man!
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1176. - Oh, you spat it out!
- Yeah, I couldn't do it, man.
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1177. It's all fleshy!
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1178. That's right, I'm pink.
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1179. And pink might mean pussy.
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1180. But this pink guy is
now a fucking superhero.
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1181. And this superhero is
called Pinky Dinky Dainty,
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1182. and he's gonna
fuck Pritchard's world.
Copy !req
1183. Bring on Mexico, Pritch.
Copy !req
1184. Today is the day
where we meet Myke Hawke.
Copy !req
1185. He's gonna take us
into the desert,
Copy !req
1186. and we're gonna spend two days
in this fucking soaring heat...
Copy !req
1187. er, just living off the desert,
basically. And Myke Hawke...
Copy !req
1188. is gonna teach us
how to fucking do it.
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1189. Like a bike.
Kick him, kick him over like a bike.
Copy !req
1190. You don't kick
a bike over like that!
Copy !req
1191. Where's the fucking Hawke?
Copy !req
1192. - No, don't do that, man.
- Leave it there.
Copy !req
1193. It's cursed.
Copy !req
1194. It's like
you don't fucking go
Copy !req
1195. and fuck with
Tutankhamen's tomb, do you?
Copy !req
1196. Well, you just fisted
a fucking dead cow.
Copy !req
1197. I'm fisting a cow!
Copy !req
1198. Oh, that's a bit of love.
Copy !req
1199. Oh my God.
What the fuck is that?
Copy !req
1200. - Who the fuck is this?
- Is this Myke Hawke?
Copy !req
1201. - All right, Myke?
- You miserable,
Copy !req
1202. gluttonous... maggots.
Copy !req
1203. You've been
feeding your faces...
Copy !req
1204. You've been stuffing chow
down your pieholes...
Copy !req
1205. throwing booze
down your throat.
Copy !req
1206. And now you're gonna pay
for your sins.
Copy !req
1207. - Oh, fuck.
- For your gluttony...
Copy !req
1208. this is the reckoning.
Copy !req
1209. And we're getting ready to get
downright primitive on your ass.
Copy !req
1210. My name is Hawke...
Copy !req
1211. and we're getting ready to have
what I call a come-to-Jesus party.
Copy !req
1212. Look at that
fucking cock!
Copy !req
1213. - What is that?
- You've got a big wart on yours.
Copy !req
1214. - Daint.
- It's a dick, what do you think it is?
Copy !req
1215. - You've been getting a bit of wind?
- No, there's no wind.
Copy !req
1216. - That's how my dick is.
- That's a semi.
Copy !req
1217. So, Hawke,
are you scared of anything?
Copy !req
1218. To be quite honest— no.
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1219. I mean, the way
I look at it is...
Copy !req
1220. everything that's alive can be killed.
And I'm pretty mean.
Copy !req
1221. - Pritchard: Ever done dry bumming?
- Hawke: Dry bumming?
Copy !req
1222. Okay, gents, now it's time
to do a little bit of hunting.
Copy !req
1223. Okay, got a couple
of techniques for you.
Copy !req
1224. One is a bola.
Copy !req
1225. - Are you familiar with that?
- No.
Copy !req
1226. - My jones!
- Good old-fashioned slingshot.
Copy !req
1227. Ready?
Copy !req
1228. Now, the whole thing about
these little critters—
Copy !req
1229. - they die easy.
- Hands out of the way!
Copy !req
1230. Daint,
you're pulling back.
Copy !req
1231. Bollocks!
You fucking try it!
Copy !req
1232. So once you whack him,
go up there and stomp on his head
Copy !req
1233. or club his head or something
to make sure you finish him off.
Copy !req
1234. And then you gotta practice
a little bit with it
Copy !req
1235. - so you get your aim down.
- Fat ass, are you ready?
Copy !req
1236. - No, but carry on.
- That hit his plums!
Copy !req
1237. That hit
his fucking plums!
Copy !req
1238. You've smacked the plate
in my arm where my arm is broke.
Copy !req
1239. How I fucking missed that ass,
I don't fucking know.
Copy !req
1240. Lesson one:
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1241. Don't play with these.
Copy !req
1242. All right, ladies—
it's that time.
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1243. That's a snake,
isn't it?
Copy !req
1244. Hold out your hand
and receive your chow.
Copy !req
1245. - Joycey: Oh, no!
- Dainton: Holy shit!
Copy !req
1246. That's it.
You've got it.
Copy !req
1247. I don't want it
going up my top.
Copy !req
1248. Oh, man, I don't know
if I can do this.
Copy !req
1249. - Just poke it—
Copy !req
1250. Oh, fuck!
Copy !req
1251. He stung you?
Copy !req
1252. - Oh, you can't do that!
- Hawke: There you go.
Copy !req
1253. - Now cook it.
- Oh, you can't do it.
Copy !req
1254. - Hawke: Cook it.
- I just have.
Copy !req
1255. How the fuck
did Panch just do that, man?
Copy !req
1256. - Fuck! Fucking hell!
- It's still alive.
Copy !req
1257. - Oh, I'm starving.
- Put him back on the normal floor.
Copy !req
1258. Oh my fucking God,
he's eating the fucking sting!
Copy !req
1259. - Not much flavor to him...
- There you go.
Copy !req
1260. - Just like that.
- ... but it's food,
Copy !req
1261. and my stomach
is fucking loving it.
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1262. I can't believe
you fucking did that.
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1263. - I'm not doing that.
- I know what's coming to me,
Copy !req
1264. - I think.
- You can't eat spiders though.
Copy !req
1265. - Fuck.
- Oh my God! No no no!
Copy !req
1266. Fucking no!
I'll fucking starve.
Copy !req
1267. This is looking one
in the face—
Copy !req
1268. that you're afraid of—
stabbing that fucker...
Copy !req
1269. It will bite me.
Copy !req
1270. and eating it.
No, he won't.
Copy !req
1271. That's a big, bad,
furry bastard right there.
Copy !req
1272. Whack him.
Copy !req
1273. Get your knife ready.
Get your knife ready.
Copy !req
1274. Oh! Daint!
Don't fuck around now!
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1275. I've got a fucking knife
in my hand!
Copy !req
1276. I could easily
stab you and cook you!
Copy !req
1277. Actually, that's —
I fucking almost span out.
Copy !req
1278. - There it is.
- Fucking hell!
Copy !req
1279. Put it on the fire.
Straight on the fire.
Copy !req
1280. He's gonna cry.
He's gonna cry.
Copy !req
1281. - He's in tears.
- What's the matter, Math?
Copy !req
1282. - Joycey: What's the matter?
- Dainton: Oh, that's fucking wrong.
Copy !req
1283. Just rip off a limb,
stuff it down your throat.
Copy !req
1284. - There you go, you've done it.
- You're in, you're in.
Copy !req
1285. - Chew chew chew.
- Oh, crikey.
Copy !req
1286. - Way to lead.
- Cheers, Hawke, you fucking cunt.
Copy !req
1287. I know you boys are hungry,
I know you've worked hard...
Copy !req
1288. and I promised you
some Kentucky Fried Chicken.
Copy !req
1289. So, I am from Kentucky...
Copy !req
1290. this is a chicken
and you're gonna fry it.
Copy !req
1291. Boys, I'm not doing this
for the fun of it.
Copy !req
1292. - Well then, let's get on with it.
- Pritch.
Copy !req
1293. - Most humane way, please. I'm starving.
- Dan?
Copy !req
1294. - Yeah, no, I'm —
- He's watching.
Copy !req
1295. If you're ready to do it
your way, that's cool.
Copy !req
1296. - Dan, do you wanna do it?
- I wanna go for the machete.
Copy !req
1297. That's the only way
I wanna do it,
Copy !req
1298. because I don't like
touching fucking birds.
Copy !req
1299. We've gotta fucking eat
something, boys.
Copy !req
1300. We have to eat something.
He's gotta—
Copy !req
1301. - Which way do you want me to kill him?
- Would you do the boot?
Copy !req
1302. I'm not— I'm not—
I'm not doing it.
Copy !req
1303. - I'm not even eating it.
- You're not eating it?
Copy !req
1304. If I can't kill it,
I'm not eating it. No way.
Copy !req
1305. - Just pray for him,
Copy !req
1306. send him to a happy place.
Copy !req
1307. I think the only fact I couldn't eat it
Copy !req
1308. is because
it's more domesticated.
Copy !req
1309. It actually looks like
it's got feelings and stuff.
Copy !req
1310. You look at a fucking
tarantula and a scorpion...
Copy !req
1311. to me, they haven't
got feelings.
Copy !req
1312. They're just this thing
that walks along the floor
Copy !req
1313. and just looks horrible and ugly.
Copy !req
1314. But a chicken looks nice—
it's feathery,
Copy !req
1315. looks like it's got
a bit of personality.
Copy !req
1316. - It's, you know—
- Dainton: Pritch, what do you want—
Copy !req
1317. - leg or breast?
- Breast.
Copy !req
1318. He's actually quite nice.
Copy !req
1319. - Dainton: What's his name?
- Derek.
Copy !req
1320. - Derek?
- Derek. Derek the chicken.
Copy !req
1321. What we have here
is a very simple...
Copy !req
1322. case of mind over matter.
Copy !req
1323. I don't mind
and they don't matter.
Copy !req
1324. - But seriously,
Copy !req
1325. once they've walked
across the fire...
Copy !req
1326. then they've paid their penance
for their sin of gluttony
Copy !req
1327. and they'll be free to relax
and enjoy themselves
Copy !req
1328. until go on their way
to their next mission.
Copy !req
1329. Yes!
Copy !req
1330. Ah! Eeh. Ooh.
Copy !req
1331. - Whew.
- Joycey: How is it?
Copy !req
1332. - Whoo!
Copy !req
1333. - That is some mean shit!
Copy !req
1334. - Pritchard: Ready, boys?
- Pancho: Come on, Pritch.
Copy !req
1335. Three, two, one.
Copy !req
1336. Let's do it.
Copy !req
1337. Hawke, have you enjoyed the time
you've spent with us?
Copy !req
1338. - It's been better than masturbation.
Copy !req
1339. - Oh, what?
- Oh, this is so fucking gay!
Copy !req
1340. Are we ready
to leave the desert?
Copy !req
1341. Almost.
Copy !req
1342. You have
one more thing to do.
Copy !req
1343. Oh, fuck off.
Copy !req
1344. You've got one minute
Copy !req
1345. to crack all
the Myke Hawke jokes...
Copy !req
1346. that you can.
Copy !req
1347. I'm holding the head
of Myke Hawke.
Copy !req
1348. That's enough.
Copy !req
1349. Thank you very much.
Copy !req
1350. Gentlemen, you've paid
your full penance
Copy !req
1351. for your sin
of gluttony...
Copy !req
1352. and you are now
Copy !req
1353. - free to leave the desert.
Copy !req
1354. Party time, boys!
Copy !req
1355. Right, simple. Dead easy.
Copy !req
1356. Stuff as much of this
in your mouth as you can.
Copy !req
1357. The person that takes the least amount
of money in their mouth
Copy !req
1358. has gotta make a simple
phone call to their mom.
Copy !req
1359. Yeah, but there's
a distinct disadvantage here.
Copy !req
1360. I haven't played up
on the small-man thing.
Copy !req
1361. You know, I've done fucking
all the stunts so far.
Copy !req
1362. But look at my gob.
Copy !req
1363. That's how far
I can open it.
Copy !req
1364. The dentist has even told me
I've got a problem.
Copy !req
1365. Go.
Copy !req
1366. Oh God, he's being sick!
30 seconds, Panch.
Copy !req
1367. 25 seconds, Pritch.
Copy !req
1368. Oh, that's semi-cheating that is.
Copy !req
1369. It'll make you heave.
Copy !req
1370. Fucking what?
Copy !req
1371. Well that's fucking—
that's fucking unfair.
Copy !req
1372. Who had the least amount
of money in their mouth?
Copy !req
1373. - It's a fix, Daint.
- It's always a fix.
Copy !req
1374. Well, you said
get your money in your mouth.
Copy !req
1375. Everyone has
just gone like that.
Copy !req
1376. No, because there was no rules,
just "put the money in your mouth."
Copy !req
1377. Well make it
more clear next time.
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1378. Well, it's too late now,
you've lost.
Copy !req
1379. Did you or did you
not say that the winners
Copy !req
1380. get to write
the loser's script?
Copy !req
1381. - Yeah, I did, yeah.
- Dainton: Exactly. What are we doing?
Copy !req
1382. We're writing
the loser's script.
Copy !req
1383. Oh, no!
Copy !req
1384. Joycey, don't be
too fucking sick, for fuck's sake.
Copy !req
1385. Right.
Copy !req
1386. Hiya, Mom.
Copy !req
1387. How you doing?
Copy !req
1388. Yeah, not bad. Just in
the Dominican Republic.
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1389. "Mom, from the moment
I was born
Copy !req
1390. I have been thinking
of returning
Copy !req
1391. to that special
heavenly place,
Copy !req
1392. those lips parting
across my face
Copy !req
1393. as you pushed me out...
Copy !req
1394. of your heavenly
love hole.
Copy !req
1395. I want— I want
to return where I belong.
Copy !req
1396. I want to put my lips
Copy !req
1397. around your soft delicious
nipples once again."
Copy !req
1398. - "The thoughts I have
Copy !req
1399. for you are uncontrollable.
Copy !req
1400. L— I want—
I want—
Copy !req
1401. I want
to dry bum you."
Copy !req
1402. - Pritchard!
- Sorry I offended you.
Copy !req
1403. Right, speak to you later.
Copy !req
1404. - Ta-ta. Ta-ta.
- Ta-ta, love.
Copy !req
1405. Wankers!
Copy !req
1406. Let me tell you about the angry pirate.
Copy !req
1407. Bird is giving you a blow-job,
she is, see. Enjoying it down there.
Copy !req
1408. You're about to reach
the point of climax, about to cum,
Copy !req
1409. so you pull your cock out of her mouth
and spunk in her eye.
Copy !req
1410. And then she's
all sore in her eye.
Copy !req
1411. You kick the little bird
in the shin, she hobbles around
Copy !req
1412. - like an angry pirate.
Copy !req
1413. Ladies and gentlemen,
we're gonna give
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1414. the angry pirate a go.
We're gonna go with some rum.
Copy !req
1415. Three, two, one.
Copy !req
1416. Ar! Ar! Ar!
Fucking hell!
Copy !req
1417. What the fuck is that?
Fucking acid!
Copy !req
1418. Three, two, one.
Copy !req
1419. Open your eye, open your eye!
Open your eye!
Copy !req
1420. Open your eye! Open it!
Copy !req
1421. - Shin! Shin!
Copy !req
1422. Open up.
Open up.
Copy !req
1423. - Oh my God, it's —
- You're not angry enough.
Copy !req
1424. - You're not angry enough.
- Arr!
Copy !req
1425. Pancho, last night
when you were asleep in the car,
Copy !req
1426. we nicked your money
and spent it in a casino!
Copy !req
1427. Right, over there
is a vehicle.
Copy !req
1428. Who's inside it?
Well, someone is missing.
Copy !req
1429. Is that a— is that
a bifta in your hand?
Copy !req
1430. Get the fuck off.
Copy !req
1431. I thought there's no way
I'd lost that money!
Copy !req
1432. - It was in my shirt, wasn't it?
- We lost it!
Copy !req
1433. Hang on a minute.
Copy !req
1434. I've just found his money,
and I'm one greedy bastard.
Copy !req
1435. I'm gonna spend it in a casino.
Ta-ta, Panch.
Copy !req
1436. Right, Captain Panch.
Copy !req
1437. Do you wanna win
that money back that we took
Copy !req
1438. - and stole from you our greedy selves?
- Fucking right, bud.
Copy !req
1439. Pirates of Pain-zance,
let the pain begin!
Copy !req
1440. - Go on, Panch, get that money.
- Go on, go on.
Copy !req
1441. It's one of them, isn't it?
Copy !req
1442. It's the anticipation.
Copy !req
1443. I don't know if I can
go through with it.
Copy !req
1444. Here we go.
Copy !req
1445. Fucking stop it!
Copy !req
1446. That got you going.
Copy !req
1447. But he didn't take the money!
Copy !req
1448. - He didn't get the money!
- It's impossible. Fuck off!
Copy !req
1449. - That's mine!
- Your turn, Daint. What you having?
Copy !req
1450. I've got a wicked plan up
my sleeve for you, Daint.
Copy !req
1451. We get loads of money—
basically, on the bottom
Copy !req
1452. there's gonna be
loads of pins— drawing pins—
Copy !req
1453. and we're gonna put
the money on top of it.
Copy !req
1454. You've gotta
put your hand on it,
Copy !req
1455. and we're gonna smash
your hand down,
Copy !req
1456. and you've gotta get
your money that way.
Copy !req
1457. What— what about forehead?
Do it on the forehead again?
Copy !req
1458. - Forehead?
- Yeah.
Copy !req
1459. - Fuck right off!
- Three, two, one.
Copy !req
1460. Fucking hell!
Copy !req
1461. Oh my God,
look at that!
Copy !req
1462. That's fucking graphic!
Copy !req
1463. - Get a photo of that, man.
- Oh, Daint.
Copy !req
1464. Fucking hell,
it's pulling out...
Copy !req
1465. I'm willing to gamble
1,000 of this back
Copy !req
1466. for you to take
a gob in the mouth.
Copy !req
1467. - Oh, Daint.
- A gob in the mouth?
Copy !req
1468. - No, it's fucking rank.
- Dainton: Come on.
Copy !req
1469. - What do you mean?
- Spit in his mouth. He don't like spit.
Copy !req
1470. He's got a phobia of spit.
Would you rather get run over by a car
Copy !req
1471. - or someone spit in your mouth?
- Run over by a car.
Copy !req
1472. Right, ready?
Copy !req
1473. All in his mouth!
Copy !req
1474. - He looks so green!
Copy !req
1475. - Man overboard!
- Quick, set the sails. Let's fuck off!
Copy !req
1476. We're backstage in, er,
Copy !req
1477. The Voodoo Lounge
in the Dominican Republic
Copy !req
1478. about to do a pain auction.
Pain equals money.
Copy !req
1479. What do we like? Money.
What does it equal? Greed.
Copy !req
1480. Are you guys ready
Copy !req
1481. - for some fun tonight?
Copy !req
1482. Come on!
Copy !req
1483. Okay, we've got
lot number one.
Copy !req
1484. This is
the fishing rod ear.
Copy !req
1485. Stick it in there!
Copy !req
1486. So do we have anyone who wants
to pay some money for that?
Copy !req
1487. - I have a lady there.
Copy !req
1488. Lady with the big tits.
Whoa, sold for 150.
Copy !req
1489. - Go! Come on!
Copy !req
1490. Come on, pull it!
Copy !req
1491. Pull!
Copy !req
1492. Who wants to start the bid off?
Copy !req
1493. 100 to see Panch get smashed
on the head with some pots.
Copy !req
1494. Can we have 60? 80!
Copy !req
1495. Shoeshine boy, 90!
Copy !req
1496. Five, four, three,
Copy !req
1497. two, one. Go!
Copy !req
1498. That sex pest over there,
number five. Yes, 50.
Copy !req
1499. Dainton, voodoo therapy,
stick it in there!
Copy !req
1500. Whoa!
Copy !req
1501. For 30. Can I see
that 30? Yes.
Copy !req
1502. Five, four, three,
Copy !req
1503. two, one!
Copy !req
1504. - He's in fucking agony.
- It fucking kills!
Copy !req
1505. Get it out!
It's fucking killing, you prick!
Copy !req
1506. Ah! Ah!
No no no!
Copy !req
1507. Stop it!
Fuck the cameras!
Copy !req
1508. Get it fucking out.
Copy !req
1509. Pancho, Pancho, Pancho, Pancho.
Copy !req
1510. Closed.
Sold for 150.
Copy !req
1511. Let's get fucking bollixed!
Copy !req
1512. Ladies and gentlemen,
Copy !req
1513. you've been watching
"Dirty Sanchez - Live" !
Copy !req
1514. Make some noise!
Copy !req
1515. The Devil:
Boys, boys, boys...
Copy !req
1516. that was really
some performance out there.
Copy !req
1517. Tattooed penises,
dismemberment,
Copy !req
1518. cannibalism—
Copy !req
1519. you boys
really blaze a trail.
Copy !req
1520. Do you have anything
to say for yourselves?
Copy !req
1521. I have got
something to admit.
Copy !req
1522. Pancho hasn't got
any eyebrows left.
Copy !req
1523. No, that ain't — fuck.
Copy !req
1524. - Better fucking not be.
- Gone.
Copy !req
1525. Guys, knock
the fuck out now.
Copy !req
1526. No, it is, isn't it?
Copy !req
1527. I need a fucking wash.
Copy !req
1528. Fuck it!
Copy !req
1529. He obviously doesn't
want his life back.
Copy !req
1530. I'm fucking serious, man.
That's fucking it.
Copy !req
1531. Get that fucking thing
out of my face!
Copy !req
1532. I'm fucking telling you—
fuck off!
Copy !req
1533. - No no no no.
- Right!
Copy !req
1534. The makeup people,
well, we told them,
Copy !req
1535. "Tell Pancho his eyebrows
need sorting out."
Copy !req
1536. And we put lmmac
on his eyebrows,
Copy !req
1537. so his eyebrows
are falling out.
Copy !req
1538. Right, gone.
Copy !req
1539. You're fucking
happy now, are you?
Copy !req
1540. He's probably got
all those wigs,
Copy !req
1541. and he's trying to superglue
some eyebrows back on.
Copy !req
1542. I'm likely to go and fucking
stab someone now.
Copy !req
1543. Look at it.
I'm fucking telling you.
Copy !req
1544. No, don't do that.
Copy !req
1545. Fucking always
at my fucking expense, right?
Copy !req
1546. Oh, fuck,
we've pushed it this time.
Copy !req
1547. What did he say all the way
through the movie?
Copy !req
1548. "Do not fuck with my eyebrows!"
Copy !req
1549. Panch, stick around.
Copy !req
1550. Get the fuck away
from me.
Copy !req
1551. Go on, Panch!
Copy !req
1552. Here comes the trouble.
Copy !req
1553. Hello.
Copy !req
1554. "I love Dainton" ? No!
Copy !req
1555. No. No way.
Is that real?
Copy !req
1556. Yeah. I went through
absolute agony.
Copy !req
1557. I'm not sitting
on that ever again.
Copy !req
1558. Oh, Lis, I haven't had sex
for four weeks.
Copy !req
1559. Never again.
No way. I don't care.
Copy !req
1560. I'm not putting Dainton
in my mouth. No way.
Copy !req
1561. Come on, fucking get
out the way!
Copy !req
1562. Look at that bubble!
Look at that snot bubble!
Copy !req
1563. Am I green
in the face?
Copy !req
1564. - I am?
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1565. I've brought you
to this spa
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1566. for the ultimate
sports massage.
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1567. Well, it better
be proper special,
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1568. because I've got these
absolutely poxy pants.
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1569. Rock and roll!
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1570. Yes. He's done it!
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1571. Fuck me, man!
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1572. It's the only way
to warm up.
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1573. Guess— guess what
that little bad boy is.
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1574. That— that's —
that's frozen shit.
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1575. Oh, hello. A little penguin,
little frozen penguin.
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1576. It still stinks!
I didn't think it would smell.
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1577. Get off,
get off, get off!
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1578. That's Joycey's frozen—
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1579. oh, it's on my lens. Oh!
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1580. There's dots and there's
a lump of poop.
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1581. Pritch, you know
that tattoo on your leg?
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1582. "Sleep when you're dead"
in Russian, guys. Whoo!
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1583. - Daint, fuck off!
- It doesn't even say—
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1584. it doesn't even say
"Sleep when you're dead."
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1585. - What does it say now?
- "I love Johnny Knoxville."
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