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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41. throughout the world
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. - ( sheep bleats )
- ( man yells )
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52. According to Dante,
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53. sloth deadens
the spiritual senses.
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54. But according to "Dainto,"
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55. sloth is the epitome
of man...
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56. that is Pancho.
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57. Welcome to the "Sanchez"
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58. Step one...
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59. Superglue.
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60. Number one.
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61. His mouth.
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62. Whoa whoa whoa
whoa whoa— whoa whoa.
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63. As you can see,
he's quite agitated.
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64. Feels like
I've got fuckin'
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up my nose.
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66. Watch out,
you got stuff— medicine—
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67. you've got this stuff
on your head.
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68. Watch out,
watch out, don't —
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69. Proof that this man
can fall asleep anywhere in the world.
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70. Someone's fuckin'
glued my nose up.
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71. - My nose is fuckin'. ..
- Superglued shut.
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72. - ( all laughing )
- Try to blow it out.
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73. It is proper stuck on,
though, isn't it?
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74. It's going
fuckin' nowhere.
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75. That's reinforced, that is.
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76. What happens if I get
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77. stuck in the back of
my throat? I'm fucked.
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78. Ooh.
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79. It's coming, it's coming,
it's coming, it's coming.
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80. - It's com— it's coming.
- It's not.
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81. - It's snot.
- It's coming.
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82. - It's not!
- It's snot.
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83. Give me that.
I'll fucking do it myself.
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84. God, you kids will
do some stupid things.
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85. - You'll soon find it's rock hard.
- Oh, he's in.
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86. - Three, two, one.
- Ow!
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87. Yes, it's gone!
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88. Oh, you got snot on me.
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89. Am I sorry of sloth?
Am I? Fuck.
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90. The rich.
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91. Now they're a bunch
of funny fuckers.
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92. - Oh!
- Get him, get him, get him.
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93. What do they do
to get off their asses?
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94. Pull!
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95. I've gone fuckin' deaf.
I can't fuckin' hear nothing.
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96. This is rabbits.
This is what the toffs like to do
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97. when the peasants
step onto their land.
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98. Go for the bollocks.
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99. ( screaming )
My fuckin' nuts!
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100. - Oh, fuck!
- It's a go.
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101. Run, rabbit,
run, rabbit, run run run!
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102. - Let's have it.
- Ow!
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103. - Ah!
- Oh! Oh!
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104. - Oh!
- Ah!
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105. Um, what the fuck
am I doing?
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106. Aha! Ah!
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107. - Ah!
- Ow!
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108. Oh, right in
my bunny boobs!
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109. Ah! Fuck!
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110. Oh! I want no—
fuck that!
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111. Fuck!
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112. - Right on the ankle— fuckin' boom.
- ( all laughing )
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113. - Joycey: Go on, take another hit.
- I can't fuckin' walk, Dan.
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114. This is a challenge
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115. who's the most stupid,
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116. who can take
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117. without leaving
their La-Z-Boy.
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118. Let's see how lazy Pritchard is.
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119. - Do it.
- Oh I can't, it's not working.
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120. - Joking.
- ( pellet gun firing )
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121. Hey!
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122. - ( laughing )
- Ah. It's fuckin' so much agony, man.
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123. - Fuckin'- -
- Oh, Christ!
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124. - Right, you ready?
- Yeah.
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125. Ah! Cha cha cha
cha cha cha!
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126. Cha-da da da da! Oh!
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127. - ( men laughing )
- "Da da da!"
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128. I lost the La-Z-Boy challenge
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129. so it's cock action time.
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130. - Oh, look at him!
- He's got grey hairs.
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131. He's got grey hairs
on his pubes.
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132. Oh, am I really
gonna do this?
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133. - How am I going to perform?
- Get on with it!
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134. - Just get on with it!
- All: Oh!
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135. Three, two, one!
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136. Oh, God!
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137. I pressed the trigger,
it didn't go!
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138. - Three, two, one.
- ( fires )
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139. Another.
Do another one!
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140. I'm not gonna—
I won't, I won't, I won't!
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141. Boys, you want
to see it?
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142. Oh, no no!
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143. - ( shot fires )
- ( screams )
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144. You're dead!
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145. You're dead,
you're dead!
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146. I'm dead.
Pritchard versus Dainton.
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147. He is dead.
( laughing )
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148. Three, oh...
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149. two, one.
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150. Ah!
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151. I didn't think
it would hurt my skull.
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152. Ah!
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153. Taught you then.
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154. - Watch it.
- Hey!
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155. Don't mess around!
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156. - Rah!
- ( screams )
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157. You freak!
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158. - You pig!
- Keep crying, keep crying.
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159. - Holy fuck!
- It went in. It went in my finger.
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160. Right on my nail!
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161. Daint, you fuckin' penis!
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162. - Dainton: Jesus Christ.
- Fuckin' penis licker!
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163. Knew I shouldn't have
fuckin' trusted you.
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164. Oh, I'm gonna faint.
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165. Don't play fuckin'
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166. ( echoing )
Right in the fuckin' nail.
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167. Right in
the fuckin' nail.
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168. Twat!
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169. You can't drink that.
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a rogue finger?
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171. Here we go—
big or small, fuck 'em all.
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172. ( Joycey's voice echoing )
So what about a rogue finger?
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173. This is just
a quick example
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174. of whether I'm proper
slothed out or not.
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175. - Stretch it a bit more.
- Dainton: Come on!
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176. But there's no way
I will fuck with him now.
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177. I'm gonna shoot
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178. in one easy move.
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179. Shh, he's going green.
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180. Shh.
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181. Right, if we're gonna try and turn
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182. we need to cut
his clothes up.
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183. We've been trying to
do this for five years.
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184. There's something
I draw the line at.
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185. Jim Hickey: What?
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186. - There's no way—
- ( men laughing )
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187. Stop it, that's
fuckin' male— stop it.
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188. - Fucking stop it.
- Jim: What are they doing?
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189. - Joycey: That's fuckin' funny, man.
- Not funny.
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190. - Shut up.
- Jim: What are they doing?
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191. - Shh.
- Jim: What are they doing?
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192. I'm not gonna—
I'm not— shh!
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193. I'm not— shut up!
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194. I'm not gonna tell you
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195. But you never thought
the Incredible Hulk—
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196. I leave it
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197. Panch!
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198. The sloth to anger,
in one easy move.
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199. - ( squirting )
- Dainton: My God.
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200. Pritch,
you got his eyes.
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201. What?
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202. You got
his fuckin' eyes.
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203. Yeah, but it's
watered down.
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204. You're fucked now.
You've fucked it.
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205. Oh, fuck off.
You're staying here.
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206. That's bullshit.
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207. Fuck off.
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208. Is there a prob—
is there a problem here?
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209. Don't fuckin' have
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210. It's naught
to do with me.
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211. It's nothing
to do with me.
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212. Jim, it's fuckin' all to do with you.
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213. - It's not to do with me.
- Joycey: It's not Jim, it's not Jim.
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215. He doesn't even know
he looks like the Hulk.
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216. I'm green— great.
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217. - Ah!
- Oh!
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218. - Oh!
- Ahhh!
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219. - There he is— Paul Weller.
- Jim: What's a Paul Weller?
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220. It just wells up.
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221. Of all the things
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223. Daddy's here!
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Ow!
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225. There's one thing that
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226. and that's his
fuckin' snoring.
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227. Time for a sleep, Panch.
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228. Come on, boy.
Come to Daddy.
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229. Come on!
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230. My motto in life is
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231. So I decided to come
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232. and have "Sleep when you're dead"
tattooed on my leg in Russian.
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233. There's a thousand ways
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234. But sometimes it's the
most simplest of things
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go fuckin' insane.
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236. It takes a lot to
make me angry basically.
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237. Somebody will really have
to keep tap-tap pushing
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239. Can Pritchard
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240. for plus 19 and
a half seconds dead?
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241. One—
oh, shit.
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242. My relationship
with Dainton—
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244. drives me fuckin'
angry— Dainton.
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245. Pritchard is coming
tomorrow morning to get a tattoo—
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246. "Sleep when you're dead" —
done on his leg.
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247. Those words are gonna get lost
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248. Don't get me wrong,
I love it.
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249. It's brilliant. That's the whole
Pritchard-versus-Dainton thing.
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250. Let's wake
this little piggy up.
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251. If there's anyone that properly
does make me angry, it's Dainton.
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252. Not even himself makes me angry,
it's just the way he does things.
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253. Daint,
you are a ring nut.
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254. It's always a competition
between me and him,
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255. but he always gets
the upper hand.
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256. I want "Sleep
when I'm dead,"
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257. but you need to say,
when you translate it...
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258. He knows— he knows
where my breaking point is...
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259. and when he knows he's reached
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261. he knows
to back off then.
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262. - Fucking prick!
- ( laughs )
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263. - Fuck you.
- You fuckin' punched me in the face.
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264. "Sleep when you're dead"
in Russian.
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265. Right on.
It must really mean "Beef Stroganoff
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266. and a lovely vodka,
thank you very much," but there we go.
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267. - Spasibo.
- Ne za chto.
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268. This is
gonna fuck him up.
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269. Well, we're in
a paintball shooting place.
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270. I'm going to attempt—
and when I say attempt—
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271. attempt to try and beat
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272. of the amount of paintball hits
to a human body.
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273. Right, this is a test
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274. to show you how powerful
these guns are
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275. that he's gonna be shot with
to break the world record.
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277. From my experience of
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279. in previous years—
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280. it's absolutely
fuckin' painful as fuck.
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281. 103 of those to break
the world record.
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282. But there isn't even
a world record.
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283. Right, "Thank you for your interest
in the paintball hits record
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284. featured in the 2004 edition
of 'T he Guinness World Records.'
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285. The record is currently
held by Anthony Kelly" —
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286. that's the man
you got to beat—
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287. - "of New South Wales..."
- All: Oh!
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288. Maybe there'll be a new record
from the New South Wales.
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289. "... in Australia,
who took 102 hits
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290. from a distance
of five meters.
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291. I have enclosed
a record-attempt registration
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292. from which our terms
and conditions..." blah blah blah.
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293. "I wish you best of luck
in your record attempt
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294. and look forward
to hearing from you soon.
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295. Yours truly,
Gerald Davey."
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296. I can actually properly be
in "The Guinness Book of Records."
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297. - All: Yeah.
- I never knew it was that official.
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298. - Yeah.
- Fuckin' hell.
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299. Oh my God. I've fuckin'
made me even more nervous.
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300. You ready to roll,
Pritchard?
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301. - Yes, Daint!
- Come on!
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302. - ( screams )
- Pancho: 10 down.
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303. - Joycey: 10.
- Dainton: 92 to go!
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304. Come on, Math, you can do it!
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305. Feel the pain.
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306. Oh, Jesus fuckin'- -
fuck a duck.
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307. - Go!
- ( paintball gun firing )
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308. - How many?
- 10, 10.
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309. 20!
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310. two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, 10.
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311. Ah!
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312. Oh, that fuckin' Anthony Kelly's
a fucking right thick cunt.
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313. three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, 10.
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314. Oh!
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315. 51, 52...
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316. - Panch, you fuckin' missed.
- A lot of those missed.
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317. - Fuck!
- Have you been drinking?
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- You said you missed three,
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319. - but now you've missed two.
- Two or three.
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320. Well, make your mind up.
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321. This is a world record attempt
we're breaking, motherfucker.
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322. - You can't have more miss.
- I got hit with three.
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I was counting them.
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324. - Ready? Three, two, one.
- Yeah.
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325. - Ah!
- Shoot!
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326. - Oh!
- Come on!
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327. You look like fuckin'
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328. Ah!
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329. Ay-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya!
Fuckin' 90!
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330. - Ah!
- One, two, three, four, five, six,
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331. - seven, eight, nine, 10!
- Ah!
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332. I only need another three,
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333. Four.
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334. The record's 102.
I only need 103.
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335. Only three more and
I've fuckin' beaten it.
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336. I'm in that fuckin'
great book, baby!
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337. - Whoo! Yeah!
- ( all cheering )
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338. For being
a right stupid twat!
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339. Come on, Pritch!
Here we go, to victory!
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340. Three, two, one!
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341. Fucking done it!
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342. Yeah!
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103 paintballs to the body.
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346. Well, Jim, it's gone too far.
He looks like he's been hit—
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347. he looks like he's been hit
by a fuckin' truck.
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348. He's ecstatic. He said,
"I can't wait to phone my mom."
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351. I mean obviously I knew
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352. I was really excited—
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353. Crew, I've done it!
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354. ( mumbles )
Shit.
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355. I mean, as a kid,
you always read
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356. "The Guinness Book
of Records"
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357. when you have it for Christmas
or something like that.
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358. You immediately think,
"Oh, I'd love to be in this book."
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359. But, now I'm finally
gonna make it in the book.
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360. You all right, Math?
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361. Boys, you wanna see
the state of my fuckin' body?
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362. - Let's have a look.
- Pritchard: It's fucked.
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363. - Give us a ganders.
- Fuckin' ready?
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364. - Let's have a look.
- Oh my God!
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365. Oh my fuckin' shit-flaps.
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366. Oh my— oh my God,
look at that.
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367. Look at how savage it is.
They're all raised up.
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368. Oh, it's fucking hell, man.
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369. Look at that fucker!
Oh my God!
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370. Fuck me!
Look at that.
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371. That's fucked.
I can't even look at it.
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372. That's the good thing
about skin, boys. It fuckin' heals.
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373. I've always said, whoever invented it
was a fuckin' genius.
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374. I've never seen
anything like that.
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375. I've never seen so much
fuckin' carnage on one body
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377. And when he finds out that— when
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378. I made it up on
the computer last night—
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379. I'm seriously, seriously in some
seriously deep shit.
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380. Yeah, you know,
Pritchard's fuckin' shaved my hair off
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381. fucking God knows
what so many times.
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382. He deserves
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383. That'll teach the fucker
to fuckin' snore.
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384. Breathe.
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385. Now we have
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386. Mikhail Gorbachev.
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387. Right, that is it.
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388. Right— fuck.
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389. - Pancho.
- What?
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390. - What's wrong with you?
- What do you mean,
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391. "What's wrong with you?"
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392. Look at his long johns
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393. You— you knew
it was gonna—
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395. Oh, just punch me.
Go on, punch me.
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396. - Right.
- Punch me. Go on, punch me.
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398. Whoa.
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399. He's gonna have a shit on him.
He's having a shit on him!
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400. You're fucking dead.
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401. This is Russia,
this was anger.
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me out then.
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This place is so full of anger,
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404. I need some love.
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405. Let me...
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406. Come in here, Dainton!
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407. Oh ho!
I love— whoa!
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408. Get off me!
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409. Take me to Thailand
for the ladyboys.
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410. Dirty boys!
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411. Come inside.
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412. Dirty boys!
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413. "I love Dainton."
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414. He's gonna
go fuckin' nuts.
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415. Right, we're in Bangkok.
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416. Bit of a ghetto area.
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417. Per pound, you can get
liposuction done here.
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418. - The ping-pong lady...
- Oh!
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419. ( faux-ltalian accent )
said me too chubby.
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420. Me need
to lose weight.
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421. Too chubby, too chubby.
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422. If they can make those
ladyboys look fuckin' good...
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423. then there might be hope
for me yet. You never know.
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424. - Hello.
- Hello.
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425. - I am Pancho.
- I'm Dr. Somsak.
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426. Mm-hmm.
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427. Would you say
I have a beer belly?
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428. Yes, in compare to your height.
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429. Yeah, I'm a bit overweight, yeah.
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430. Uh-huh, yeah.
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431. But it makes me
stronger to party.
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432. This is the real deal, isn't it?
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433. I don't think
he realizes how—
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434. I don't think he realizes
what he's let himself in for.
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435. How does it feel,
taking fat out?
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436. - Oh, some pain.
- ( yelling )
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437. Some pain?
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438. - Some pain.
- ( both sucking )
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439. This is the fat that come out
in the bottle after liposuction.
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440. Ooh.
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441. This is blood,
and this is fat.
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442. This is like putting
pantyliners on your face.
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443. ( lisps )
New, with wings.
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444. I've got to be honest—
I am proper shittin' it.
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445. Time for your medication,
Mr. Locke.
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446. Done some stupid,
silly stuff in my time,
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447. but this takes
the biscuit.
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448. Oh my God, I'm not gonna
be able to see what's happening.
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449. The operation's
about to begin.
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450. - See the size of that needle.
- Pancho: Oh shut up, man.
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451. - Pancho: I can't feel anything yet.
- Oh shit.
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452. Has he cut me open?
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453. No.
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454. Oh my God.
Fuckin' hell.
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455. Look at the size
of that rod.
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456. Ow! Jesus, man.
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457. He gone right down
by my hipbone.
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458. No more!
Ah. Fuckin' hell, man.
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459. Ow!
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460. Oh fuck!
I'm fuckin'- -
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461. Squeeze my hand, man.
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462. Panch, I can see the head.
I can see the head, keep pushing.
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463. - Boys, I can't go through much more.
- Squeeze my hand, man.
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464. I can't —
it fuckin' feels so bad.
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465. He hasn't even
started yet.
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466. - ( yelling )
- Panch, squeeze my hand,
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467. squeeze my hand.
Ah! Fuckin' A.
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468. Fingers are diggin' in.
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469. It's all right, man.
It's all right, this is it.
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470. That's it.
You're done.
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471. Oh, they've just started.
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472. "Not done, just start."
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473. - Joycey: Keep your hands up.
- Oh no no.
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474. They're about to start sucking
the fat out of Pancho's hips.
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475. - Ah!
- Savage, man.
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476. Oh whoa whoa whoa! Ow!
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477. Pancho said "Ow."
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478. No.
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479. - Eww!
- Gosh!
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480. Ow ow ow ow ow!
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481. I told you "Ow" means "More,"
you fuckin' plonker.
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482. Ah! Fuckin' hell, man!
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483. Shut up! Get out,
you fucking bell-end!
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484. Daint, I'm not finding
any amusement in this now, right?
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485. I'm really starting
to spook out.
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486. Ah. Yeah!
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487. Done, Panch,
you're done.
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488. That is your fat.
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489. I will give you,
so you can take the fat home.
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490. Oh my God, look how
much is there.
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491. Oh! Oh my God.
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492. - You're gonna love this.
- Oh!
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493. Right, now we've got it.
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494. I think we've got to think
of some way to get rid of it.
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495. We're in Bangkok,
Thailand,
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496. and it's time to play
"Guess the Ladyboy,"
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497. but the thing is
I know myself
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498. that all these girls
here are ladyboys.
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499. A man or lady?
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500. Um, guy.
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501. - Pritchard: Nice ass on there.
- ( techno music playing )
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502. Oh, fuck off,
that's a dude.
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503. - That is definitely a bloke.
- No, that's definitely not.
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504. He's a man, look. He's got
a fuckin' Desperate Dan chin.
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505. - Joycey: Oh, look at that, yeah.
- Pritchard: That's a woman.
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506. That's a fuckin' man.
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507. - Look at her hands.
- Look at his hands.
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508. - That's a man.
- Oh yeah!
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509. That's a dude.
Thank you very much.
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510. - Thank you.
- Cheers, Roger.
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511. - Jim: We've got to do it!
- Jim!
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512. Jim! Are you
fuckin' listening?
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513. I am not
kissing a man!
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514. Fuckin' end of story!
If it was a fuckin' woman
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515. and I thought it was
a fucking woman and it was a man,
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516. my tough shit.
I am not kissing a fucking man.
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517. - Joycey: Is one a girl?
- Dainton: There's not.
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518. Tell him which one
it is then. Tell him then.
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519. - Tell him which one it is.
- ( Jim speaking )
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520. Jim, Jim, Jim...
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521. Is it a woman?
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522. All right, then, brilliant.
That's okay then.
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523. She has to be a woman.
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524. There's no way someone
like that can look like a man.
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525. Which one do you
think is a woman?
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526. The one with the stars
and stripes on.
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527. - That's a woman?
- Yeah.
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528. All right then.
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529. - Oh, this is the one I choose.
- ( techno music playing )
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530. I hope it's
a fucking woman.
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531. What do you reckon?
What do you reckon, Math?
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532. - Kiss it, Math.
- All: Oh!
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533. - Go on then, Dave.
- She's supposed to be a woman.
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534. It ain't, is it?
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535. That's a man.
This is clearly a man.
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536. I can't even look.
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537. Oh!
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538. Go for the kiss.
Go for the kiss.
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539. - All: Oh!
- He just tongued it.
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540. That's it, finished.
Nice one, mate. Cheers.
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541. No no!
I'm gonna be sick.
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542. I can't —
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543. Please be a man. What am I saying?
Please be a woman.
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544. - "Be a man" ?
- She does look pretty good though.
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545. It is a woman,
isn't it?
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546. It is a woman, isn't it?
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547. Oh, Dainton,
she's got wicked fuckin' knockers.
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548. Oh! And the tongue
went in!
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549. I've got a bit
of a boner coming.
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550. - And he's got—
- ... in the valleys, Daint.
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551. - They don't take too lightly—
- Whoa whoa! Just in case!
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552. Hello.
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553. Are you a man or are you
a woman? Let's have a look.
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554. - Oh— oh yeah, there's a cock.
- It's a man! Oh my God!
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555. Oh Jesus! Fuck!
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556. All right, mate.
Yep, let's see what you got.
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557. What have you got?
Oh my God!
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558. Reveal.
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559. - Oh, it's a cock.
- It's a cock.
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560. - Oh Jesus.
- Put it away, put it away!
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561. I know she might be an ugly girl,
but it's not a pretty boy.
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562. - Let's have a look at the crown jewels.
- There's a cock in there.
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563. I think there's a cock. No no—
what have we got, what have we got?
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564. - Cock!
- There's a cock!
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565. Oh! Fuck!
Get off me!
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566. He got himself one of them!
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567. He even got a fuckin'
semi-hard-on and everything
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568. and he fucking
used his tongue,
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569. when everyone else just
kissed him on the lips.
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570. I've got fuckin'- -
I've got a misses and kids at home.
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571. What the fuck are they gonna do
when they see that?
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572. The missus probably
won't kiss me— oh fuck.
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573. I actually went backstage
when you were outside,
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574. and I knew that every
single one was a man.
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575. - You're fuckin' dead!
- ( yells )
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576. - You fuckin' cunt!
- Fuckin'- -!
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577. You set me up with
a fuckin' woman— man, you dick!
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578. You got a boner
off a man. Payback.
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579. Oh, fuck off.
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580. "What have you been doing
in Thailand, Dainton?"
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581. "Oh, just been hanging out
with some ladyboys, you know,
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582. having lap dances.
Even got aroused."
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583. Okay, boys, this is called
a game of Bangkok Roulette.
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584. Ning is gonna come in,
go under there,
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585. do her business.
We've got to try and guess
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586. who she's doing
the business on.
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587. But if you get it wrong,
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588. then you'll have to have
a bug and down a whiskey.
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589. - And those bugs are fuckin' rank.
- Oh shit.
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590. Oh, look at that one.
He's got a face.
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591. Oh!
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592. Right then, boys,
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593. - this is my sexy assistant, Ning.
- Hello.
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594. She's the one who's going
to be pleasuring us tonight.
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595. God, they don't
hang around, do they?
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596. Right then, boys,
down with the pants.
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597. Are you ready
to play Bangkok Roulette?
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598. I'm fucking
smiling already.
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599. All right then, after three.
Three, two, one.
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600. Fuckin' hell, there's some good
poker faces here, boys.
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601. Right, that's the 30 seconds up.
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602. Now we've got to guess.
We'll start with Dainton.
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603. Who do you think
was getting played with?
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604. Boys, I can't tell you
because I am being played with.
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605. I thought—
I thought it was you.
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606. It's me!
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607. Can you tell her to stop?
I might get a boner.
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608. "Say hello to
my little friend."
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609. Get it over
and done with. Come on.
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610. Come on, Pritch.
It's not a spider.
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611. I just— sorry, boys,
that freaked me out then.
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612. - Why?
- A bit of his leg was in my mouth.
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613. Come on, stop stalling.
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614. - These boys are gonna get—
- Go on, chew it.
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615. I can't do it!
I don't like bugs!
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616. I don't like fuckin'- -
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617. I don't like ladyboys,
but you fuckin' tricked me.
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618. He's fuckin'
freaking me out.
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619. Payback, Pritch.
Payback.
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620. - Don't be sick on Ning.
- Get the leg.
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621. Own up, who was it?
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622. There we go. Look.
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623. - Come on!
- It's going in.
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624. Oh, don't be sick now.
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625. Oh, Jesus!
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626. - Oh!
- Ew!
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627. - Don't want to spill.
- All: Oh!
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628. - You.
- It was me and I got a raging boner.
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629. - Oh no no no no!
- ( gags )
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630. Quick quick quick.
Come on, Pancho!
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631. Go on, get it down.
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632. You what?
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633. Boys, the bugs
ain't even that bad.
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634. I could stay here drinking whiskey
and eating bugs all night.
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635. It's like pork scratchings,
that's all it is.
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636. Well, let's fuckin'
up the ante, then.
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637. - Up the ante?
- Yeah, let's do it with something else.
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638. I've got some
good stuff here, lads.
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639. - ( all groaning )
- It's my man-fat.
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640. Jesus—!
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641. Probably about 90% proof.
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642. I've set up a little game show.
You remember "Family Fortune" ?
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643. This is called
"Unfortunate Wank."
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644. We'll do the same thing—
whoever gets wanked off
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645. has to fuckin'
down the fat.
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646. What, whichever one
she picks?
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647. Yeah. So she's picking
who eats the fat.
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648. No way.
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649. Whoever gets the wank
has to down the man-fat.
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650. Without further ado,
Ming, do your thing!
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651. Oh my God.
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652. Sucker!
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653. That looks fucking rank.
Look at it.
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654. It's all like bits
of fuckin'- -
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655. That's not—
that's not food, man.
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656. That's proper fuckin'
Panch fat.
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657. Look, the doctor
showed me, right...
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658. This is blood,
and this is fat.
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659. It's fucked up.
You— you're in there.
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660. - Dainton: Let's get on with it.
- This is fucking cannibalism,
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661. for fuck's sake.
You get sent down for this shit.
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662. Well, separate—
separate the blood from the fat.
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663. Pour it in,
pour it in, pour it in.
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664. This—
oh! Oh man!
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665. Oh, that is fucking wrong, man.
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666. See, there's blood there.
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667. Look— don't — there's a bucket there.
There's a bucket there.
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668. Oh my God,
there's a stringy bit!
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669. Look at it,
just dangling!
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670. Oh man!
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671. Oh!
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672. No shit.
This is without a doubt
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673. the sickest, fucked-up stunt
we've ever— we've ever done.
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674. If you're in the cinema now
watching this,
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675. pull your sick bag out,
because this is gonna be fucking needed.
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676. Steak— lovely,
very very rare steak.
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677. It's a very rare steak.
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678. Oh!
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679. Oh! Fuck!
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680. Oh my God.
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681. Oh God!
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682. All right, I'm gonna
fucking do this again
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683. and I'm gonna
keep it down this time.
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684. I don't want to be
a part of this anymore.
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685. - This has gone too far.
- It's just smooth water.
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686. It's just smooth water.
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687. Relax, calm
calm calm.
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688. Relax, swallow.
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689. Gulp, gulp it.
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690. Gulp.
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691. Go on—
it's tomato juice.
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692. - Yeah!
- I've just eaten a fuckin' man,
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693. for fuck's sake!
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694. - ( groans )
- If you haven't gone
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695. for your doggy bag yet...
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696. you're as equally fucked
as these bastards.
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697. Welcome to "Dirty Sanchez."
I've just eaten a man.
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698. Here we are!
Phi Phi!
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699. We've just done lust,
now it's time for envy.
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700. Ooh, don't.
That was nice.
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701. All right, boys, you just
arrived in Phi Phi.
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702. Nice, isn't it?
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703. - Lovely, Dainton.
- It is.
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704. There's a price to pay
for everything, though, isn't there?
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705. Exactly, because
this is the deal, yeah?
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706. - We're gonna have a little crab race.
- I don't like crabs!
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707. Two crabs that are winners,
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708. those guys get to stay in
the beautiful accommodation...
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709. ( speaks Thai )
Welcome to Zeavola.
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710. This is
a five-stars property.
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711. For those who stay here,
they can relax, enjoy and being lazy.
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712. and the guys with
the slowest crabs,
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713. gotta go in— the accommodation
is a rat-infested shithole
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714. on the other side
of the island.
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715. Luckily, Daint, I think
I picked up crabs in fucking Bangkok,
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716. - and these are fast fuckers.
- Go on, Number Two.
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717. - Come on, Number Four.
- Give me. Give me rock.
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718. Come on, crab.
Come on!
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719. Yes!
Mine's out first!
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720. - Come on. Come on, boy.
- ( cheering )
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721. I bloody spurred yours.
I made yours win!
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722. I was given a fucking crab
that wasn't even alive,
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723. that was never going anywhere. I was
always sleeping in the tin fucking-hut.
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724. I'm gonna make you sick with envy
when you see my place. Come on.
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725. Do you want to come
and have a look at my little pad?
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726. I'd rather wank
my old man off, Panch.
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727. Welcome to Zeavola.
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728. Oh, boys, I do see
our swimming pool.
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729. - Joycey: Oh, fuck off!
- Pritchard: Oh my God!
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730. Well, it looks like
fucking shantytown to me already.
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731. - ( groans )
- Oh, look at that.
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732. Shoes off, Joyce.
Just look at this place.
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733. Fit for a king.
Fit for a king!
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734. - Oh my God.
- Oh, dude.
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735. Look at what I'll see
in the morning when I wake up.
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736. This takes the piss.
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737. There's cockroaches
on the bed!
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738. - Where? Let's have a look.
- I can't sleep in here.
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739. I told you. At least there's
a bit of porn on the wall.
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740. Ooh, look. We've got
lights in here.
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741. I thought they
were fairy lights.
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742. They're just holes
in the ceiling. ( laughs )
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743. I tell you what— I think there's
a few fucking rats in the ground here.
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744. - Oh what?
- You said rat-infested.
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745. There's a fucking
red ants' nest up in the tree
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746. - in that pair of old stinking pants.
- Joycey: There is as well.
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747. I ain't fucking staying here.
I can tell you that now.
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748. You've got to.
It's "Sanchez Rule."
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749. "Sanchez Rule" has
always been the same:
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750. You lose, you fucking
stick the consequence.
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751. But Daint, there's
fucking bugs everywhere.
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752. - I'm fucking not—
- Whoa, man!
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753. - Fuck, look at the size—
- See what I mean?
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754. We can't fucking sleep here.
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755. He's carrying half a tree.
You've got to stay here.
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756. You lost fair and square,
we won fair and square.
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757. Yeah, but you're in
a seven-star fucking hotel.
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758. Welcome to Zeavola.
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759. If I'm staying in here,
I'm gonna make sure
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760. you go back to that hotel
fucking pissed off.
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761. Like how?
I'm going back to the hotel—
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762. - Do you want to fucking see?
- I'm going back to the hotel
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763. with the biggest grin on my face knowing
that you're stuck in this proper—
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764. this is worse
than I described.
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765. Yeah, but when you
go back to the hotel...
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766. you're going to be
proper pissed off when you see this.
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767. "I love Dainton."
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768. - Dainton, are you not envious of that?
- You're fucking sick!
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769. - Aren't you envious of that?
- "I heart Dainton."
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770. Are you sure you don't want
to share your seven-star room
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771. - with me now, love?
- Who's envious now, eh?
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772. - Is that fucking real?
- Yeah.
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773. Try and rub it off,
Dainton.
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774. Pritch, you can't have fucking
"I love Dainton" on your cock!
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775. You don't fucking
love me, you hate me.
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776. By the end of this I'm going
to make sure you really hate me.
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777. You're going to want
to chop your own cock off.
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778. I tell you— I'm going
to fucking knock you out.
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779. "I love Dainton"
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780. What in God's name have I don't to you?
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781. Oh, fucking hell!
It's never-fucking-ending!
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782. There's no record
for the most paintballs to the body.
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783. - Oh fucking God!
- ( guys laughing )
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784. That fucking Anthony Kelly,
he's a right thick cunt.
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785. - ( guys laughing )
- You fucking wanker!
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786. Yes!
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787. - Yes!
- The whole letter, it was fake.
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788. 103 fucking bullets to my fucking body
and there's no such thing?
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789. I'm in that
fucking great book, baby!
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790. Whoo! Yeah!
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791. I've got 103 bullet holes
in my fucking body
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792. for fucking
no reason at all!
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793. I'm sorry,
this is fucking amazing!
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794. This is the funniest thing
I've ever seen.
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795. 103 fucking bullet holes—
what else are you gonna do to me?
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796. - Knock you out!
- You're gonna catch malaria
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797. - staying in this shithole tonight.
- I'll tell you what—
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798. that's fucking it now.
You've pissed me off so fucking much,
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799. - let's have a fight.
- You wanna fight?
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800. Yeah, I'll fight you,
Thai boxing,
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801. in the boxing ring.
Fucking yeah. Tomorrow.
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802. Right. No shit.
I'll take you up on that.
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803. This might be the last time
we fucking shake hands.
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804. Don't take it to heart
if I knock you out
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805. and I won't take it to heart
if you knock me out,
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806. but I'm gonna come out
tomorrow night fucking swinging.
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807. You had better be, because I'll be
swinging like a fucking windmill.
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808. I am fucking starving.
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809. - I haven't eaten all fucking day.
- I'll eat anything.
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810. They put us—
Pancho and Dainton
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811. are sitting there,
champagne fucking dinner...
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812. - Champagne, Panch?
- It's like cracking open an egg.
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813. Crack on.
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814. This place is a fucking shithole.
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815. Take me
the fuck out of here!
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816. Phi Phi, fuck me,
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817. this place is
a fucking wankville!
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818. Here's to happy days...
in Phi Phi.
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819. - At least you shit—
- Ah! Look at that fucking spider!
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820. - Stay there, stay there, stay there!
- No no no no, don't! Don't!
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821. - Joycey: Stay there!
- There's a fucking—
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822. Uh, grilled lobster.
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823. Caught today, please.
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824. - Joycey: Oh my God.
- ( groans )
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825. Can I have my food sprinkled
with the magic of Thailand, please?
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826. What's that,
chili sauce?
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827. Ah. Ah.
You fucking—
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828. Ah! Crap!
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829. - Bonjour, monsieur. Enjoy the view.
- Tres bien.
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830. - Spider. ( laughs )
- Ah!
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831. Where? Fuck off.
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832. Where the— hurry up, turn the light on!
Turn the light on!
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833. - ( Pritchard yelps )
- Joycey: Fuck off!
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834. - Watch! Watch!
- Pritchard: Fucking what's that?
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835. Say it! Say it!
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836. Oi, fucking get your arse—
oi, Pritch, it's fight day.
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837. Come on, man.
You're the winner.
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838. - ( thuds )
- He just whacked his head on that.
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839. Shit. That's a good start
to a fucking training day.
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840. 497, 498,
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841. 499, 500!
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842. You're fucking dead,
Pritchard!
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843. Aww, look at
the little chicks.
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844. 10 more!
Come on!
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845. - Go on! Use him as a body bag!
- Ah!
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846. I'm gonna get him.
I'm gonna get him.
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847. - Say "I'm a tiger."
- I'm knackered.
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848. This fucking fight
ain't gonna last two minutes.
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849. This is the deal. Pritchard versus
Dainton, battle of the dickheads.
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850. - Do you wanna see my killer moves?
- Joycey: Yeah.
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851. This time he's taken it
one step too far.
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852. Whoo! Whoo! Bam!
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853. I am going to fucking
unleash the beast.
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854. Might get my cock out.
He'll be like "Oh, what you doing?"
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855. - Boff.
- I'm not gonna fucking play with him.
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856. I'm not gonna
be nice to him.
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857. - ( bottle clatters )
- Oh! Oh.
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858. It was a spider
or a rat.
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859. There's no kissing,
there's no hugging
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860. and there's no fucking
tickling tonight.
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861. Oh, tickle-tickle.
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862. The Finisher.
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863. Dainton's gonna
kick his ass!
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864. Ladies and gentlemen!
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865. - Pritchard! Dainton!
- ( cheering )
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866. ( Crowd chanting )
Go go go go go go...
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867. Fucking get over there!
One more!
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868. - ( bell dings )
- Whoo!
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869. Yeah, man!
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870. That's so hard, man.
It's not as easy as it looks.
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871. I hit him with the first,
the first of the match.
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872. He went down.
I thought he weren't gonna get back up.
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873. But he ain't got the prize.
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874. He stayed down—
fucked, gone, game over.
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875. I'll regain my pride
through stupidity, I think.
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876. Well, Pritchard,
we're off to Japan next,
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877. a country that is
fucking driven by pride.
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878. ( all yell )
Let's get fucking bollixed!
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879. Let's get
fucking bollixed!
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880. Huh! Tokyo.
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881. - You movie star!
- ( speaks Japanese )
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882. This challenge is called
the Spunky Dunky Challenge.
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883. We're all gonna go
to the toilets with a camera—
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884. just to make sure
that no one's cheating—
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885. and we're gonna spunk
in a dunky,
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886. and the one with
the least amount of spunk...
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887. has gotta wear
the spunky dunky.
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888. Fuck, here I am.
Made it to the toilet.
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889. Now I've gotta have
a fucking wank.
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890. I had a room
on my own last night
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891. for the first time
in fucking three weeks,
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892. and l— and a fucking
powerful bidet jet that goes up my ass.
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893. I took full advantage of it
and I had five wanks.
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894. So I'm sure there's nothing even left.
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895. You ain't seeing
my fucking come-face either.
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896. Is he gonna come out
with a load in the condom?
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897. Is he gonna come out
with a poor show?
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898. If he comes out with a load—
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899. I don't wanna say this, but we're
gonna have to check the footage.
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900. How much you got?
- Any good?
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901. Oh, there's some romantic music
in there while he's doing it.
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902. Where's Dainton's glass?
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903. Which one's
Dainton's glass?
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904. Oh, this is wrong, man.
This is Dainton having a wank.
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905. - Why is he saying "Pritch" ?
- Shut up.
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906. Fuck! Can't even get
a fucking hard-on!
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907. Did you keep thinking
about us at any point?
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908. I thought about Dainton
quite a bit, yeah.
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909. Oh, that's less than me!
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910. Yes! I'm not getting it!
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911. There he is boys.
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912. Oh, fucking hell!
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913. Damn, how can he do that?
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914. The music was one of the big factors
in me having a hard time wanking.
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915. This music is
really putting me off.
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916. Panch has been
so long in the toilet with the camera
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917. having a wank that Dan
has to go down with my camera.
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918. Gays take these
into bog toilets,
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919. right, so that when—
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920. when he meets
another cottager,
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921. he puts his feet into it
whilst the other one blows him off,
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922. so when the attendant
looks under
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923. he sees a bag
and one set of feet.
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924. Daint—
Daint taught me that.
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925. You've been dipping
your condom in there, haven't you?
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926. You dipped it
in there, didn't you?
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927. Because you knew
I'd go for that instead.
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928. Yeah, I have been.
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929. - Fucking twat!
- Don't —
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930. There she is.
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931. - Did you fucking do that?
- You should've drunk out of your glass.
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932. - Did you do that?
- I put some cum in there.
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933. Boys, that was
hard fucking work.
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934. - You're sweating!
- He's sweating!
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935. That was so fuck—
so much hard work.
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936. Panch, if I was you,
I'd drink out of that,
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937. because he put
a fucking jimmy in my pint.
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938. That was— that was a proper
under-pressure wank.
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939. Look.
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940. - Well, you drink out of that then.
- Pour some in there.
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941. L— I've just
fucking drunk two pints.
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942. I don't trust
any fucker on this team.
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943. I ain't drinking
out of it.
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944. Oh, for fuck's sake.
Jesus Christ.
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945. - Yeah, it's your cock, it don't matter.
- No, l—
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946. It ain't my fucking cock.
Just fucking drink it.
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947. I've fucked
with people's glasses.
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948. We've just had this argument.
There's fuck all wrong with it.
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949. - ( gags )
- ( laughs )
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950. You've tampered
with that.
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951. I haven't tampered with it.
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952. I'm just good
at fucking pulling my plonker.
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953. That's a fucking
endurance test.
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954. How fucking hard is that?
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955. We've all been to the toilet,
we've done the fucking deed.
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956. As embarrassing as it was,
it's fucking crunch time.
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957. Two, one.
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958. - Joycey!
- Yeah!
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959. Oh, yes!
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960. - It's going all in his hair.
- ( yells )
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961. Oh, that looks good.
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962. That's it, slow. Slower.
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963. Blow it up!
Blow it up!
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964. Blow it up,
Dan, blow it up.
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965. - Blow it till it pops!
- ( pops )
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966. I may be the winner,
but I'm the—
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967. I'm the loser,
aren't I?
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968. We're in Japan.
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969. We're about to meet
the Tokyo Shock Boys.
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970. Their stunts
and our stunts.
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971. - Welcome to Japan.
- Bummer, man.
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972. - Hello.
- Hello.
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973. We're in Japan,
it's your country.
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974. Let's fucking see how
the Tokyo Shock Boys rock.
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975. Okay, okay.
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976. Here we go.
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977. - This is beer.
- Okay.
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978. Come on, come on,
come on. Okay.
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979. Oh my God!
How the fuck do you do that!
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980. Cheers.
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981. Cigarette.
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982. Well, I honestly haven't a fucking clue
what he's doing this time.
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983. Fucking hell!
Fucking hell!
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984. I can give you...
good thing.
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985. Oh, it better not
be your cock.
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986. Next, you!
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987. It's time to shock
the Shock Boys!
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988. We've invented a new game.
This is called "Bum Drum."
Copy !req
989. - New game.
- Yeah, what we do is he sticks
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990. one up his bum, I stick one
up mine and we drum sticks,
Copy !req
991. and the first one
to fall out gets a Dirty Sanchez.
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992. Every man knows—
on a blind date,
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993. you always use
the best lube there is— a bit of spit.
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994. Go!
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995. It's a good fight!
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996. Shit!
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997. It's all right.
It's not that bad.
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998. Don't know what
you're whingeing about.
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999. Stop!
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1000. Smell bad!
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1001. The Japanese like their tea,
so I'm gonna brew them some up.
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1002. - Give it a swing now.
- Swing it.
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1003. I think
the kettle's boiled!
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1004. Daint! Dainton!
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1005. Dainton!
Fuck off, Dainton!
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1006. Right, now they're in
for a finale.
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1007. This stuff is
about to go down the pan.
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1008. Let the beer enema begin!
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1009. - Right, you ready?
- Ready.
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1010. Stop it! No more!
Don't do it.
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1011. - Stop it!
- Go on, Dan.
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1012. Right, boys.
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1013. Have you got
any more squirt in there?
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1014. No no no no! Ah!
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1015. You must come back
to Britain with us
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1016. and we'll do a show together
and party together.
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1017. No way!
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1018. Ta-ta, Daint.
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1019. - These Japanese wrestlers—
- They're hard as fuck.
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1020. - We're gonna take them out?
- What do Japanese wrestlers do?
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1021. Extreme
Japanese wrestlers.
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1022. Fight with glass
and barbed wire.
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1023. I know there's
one stunt they do
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1024. where they shove glass
into their fucking forehead like that.
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1025. No! No!
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1026. And I can tell you
which ones have had it done.
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1027. He's had it done,
he's had it done
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1028. - and he's had it done.
- We're out here laughing—
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1029. like laughing and shit—
and when we walk through the door,
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1030. they're gonna be
in there just going...
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1031. He looks quite mild, that one.
He looks fucking harmless.
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1032. Check out
Mens there, though.
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1033. That's pain and pleasure.
That's his jizz face.
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1034. I was smiling like that last night
when I sat on the toilet
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1035. with this hot jet
of water spraying my cornhole.
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1036. Panch, I think
you're the closest one
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1037. resembling one
of those wrestlers.
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1038. - I think they're gonna—
- I probably look like numerous ones
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1039. seeing as I look like fucking everyone
under the sun anyway.
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1040. You've looked like—
you've looked like—
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1041. you've looked like
the Incredible Hulk,
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1042. you've looked like
fucking Gorbachev...
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1043. "I want the U.S.S.R.
To continue the way it is."
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1044. and now you look
like every one of these on there.
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1045. All the baldies.
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1046. - Fucking Jesus Christ!
- That's fucking barbed wire.
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1047. - Hello.
- Oh my God.
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1048. I think we've got into
a bit of shit here, boys.
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1049. We've got our own costumes,
our own little funny costumes.
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1050. Yeah, we have.
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1051. Put our—
put our outfits on.
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1052. Watch it,
I'll knock you out, mate!
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1053. I got my—
I got my own—
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1054. whoa! Whoa!
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1055. Don't push—
don't push me in!
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1056. We was laughing earlier.
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1057. That's definitely
a nervous grin now.
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1058. He's pointing at me.
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1059. Ah! Ah!
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1060. Fucking hell!
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1061. Whoa whoa whoa!
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1062. Right, your fucking turn!
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1063. No no no.
No more.
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1064. - Oh! Look at that!
- That kick in the back is fucked.
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1065. Go on!
Get off me!
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1066. - Hey, you.
- Get in, get in, get in.
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1067. Oh, he's fucked.
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1068. He's pinned his dick!
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1069. - That looked fucking savage, that.
- Oh, it was horrible, man.
Copy !req
1070. And they played
with your cock and all.
Copy !req
1071. - They stretched it a bit, though.
- I know. I know.
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1072. There was
no thrill in that.
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1073. - Look at his tail.
- It's all in the tail, isn't it?
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1074. - Pigsy!
- Pigsy! Me monkey!
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1075. Look at them all!
Look at them all!
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1076. Right, let's go
get drunk, boys!
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1077. What are we doing inviting these boys
out on the piss with us in Japan?
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1078. - I don't know. Let's go.
- We're professional drinkers, though.
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1079. - Yeah.
- Time for some saki.
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1080. - Saki!
- Ah!
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1081. Son of a bitch.
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1082. The Japanese extreme wrestlers
have stripped us of our pride...
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1083. so we're gonna play
a good old, er—
Copy !req
1084. a game that
we do back in Wales...
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1085. and we're gonna
flip the box.
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1086. Whichever end this lands on...
equals a forfeit.
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1087. - Good man.
- I reckon he's gonna get green.
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1088. - ( vocalizes tune )
- Ooh.
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1089. He's just picked the mallet
with the pins on it,
Copy !req
1090. and he's chosen
to go for the shoulder.
Copy !req
1091. And to tell you the truth,
I don't wanna fucking hit him,
Copy !req
1092. because he's
bigger than me.
Copy !req
1093. - Check out— check out the scars.
- And look at the scars.
Copy !req
1094. Check out the scars
on this guy.
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1095. We thought we had
a lot of fucking scars.
Copy !req
1096. And do you think
that's gonna do fuck all to him?
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1097. Three, two—
oh, I don't wanna do it!
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1098. - Come on.
- That hurt my pride.
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1099. - You want more?
- I don't — I don't like.
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1100. Eeny meeny miney moe...
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1101. ( whispers )
Please have the nasty one.
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1102. It's only the fucking staple
to the tongue, isn't it?
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1103. Stay stay, Pancho.
Stay stay.
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1104. It's in!
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1105. This is
my first time in Japan.
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1106. I don't even
like mustard,
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1107. so let's taste wasabi.
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1108. Because if
I don't like this
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1109. and this is going
up Pritchard's nose, God forbid.
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1110. Let's have a taste.
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1111. Ooh, that's a selfish line.
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1112. I'm Welsh, Daniel,
I don't fuck around.
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1113. Oh Jesus.
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1114. Not only is it just wasabi,
it's mixed with saki.
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1115. Three, two, one,
in "Sanchez" style, goodbye!
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1116. ( all chanting )
Wasabi, wasabi, wasabi...
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1117. Bye-bye. Bye-bye.
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1118. Found it, boyo.
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1119. It's the one with the fucking ring
round it and the blade.
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1120. How you feeling?
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1121. The best way to—
to slice one's finger off—
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1122. one, two, three,
four, five.
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1123. Fucking hell, Panch!
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1124. Just like
the Yakuza do, baby!
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1125. Put that fucking hand
down now.
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1126. We're here.
Are you ready?
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1127. I'm fucking shitting myself.
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1128. Panch, how many fucking drinks
have you had tonight?
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1129. Look, I'll even do the piss test.
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1130. I'm gonna fucking get my pride back
by chopping my finger off.
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1131. Pritch, you're not gonna chop it off,
though— Pancho is.
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1132. - Pancho ain't fucking doing it.
- He fucking is.
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1133. - Fuck off, he's a fucking pisshead.
- Pritch, Pritch.
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1134. Whoa whoa whoa whoa!
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1135. - Whoa whoa!
- Felt like Dogtanian for a minute.
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1136. This is the tip of his finger, and this
is how far in we wanna go.
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1137. Right, here we go.
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1138. Pancho set the gauntlet.
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1139. Daint, he can't even fucking shoot
a gun fucking straight.
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1140. - I'll put my finger there, Jim.
- And I'm gonna go...
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1141. - Oh!
- If I manage to have
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1142. my finger chopped off
by Pancho...
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1143. you have to stand in the middle
of a Japanese street singing karaoke
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1144. - with a song of my choice.
- Well, that's a deal, Pritch.
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1145. You're too pissed,
you're too fucking clumsy.
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1146. - You ain't fucking doing my finger.
- I'm fine.
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1147. - Look, Panch, you're not doing it.
- Joycey: How you gonna do it?
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1148. I chose myself
the cigar cutter.
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1149. - That's a very classy way of doing it.
- I'm a posh man, Daniel.
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1150. Well, to tell you the truth,
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1151. I'm fucking...
shitting myself.
Copy !req
1152. - Panch.
- I don't even wanna look.
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1153. I didn't want to be affiliated
with this anyway.
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1154. - Well, he's bats. Use your reason.
- Yeah.
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1155. Are you sure, Pritch,
are you sure?
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1156. - Time to moan.
- Definite?
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1157. - I can't even look.
- Right. Are you ready?
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1158. - Go.
- Three, two, one.
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1159. Fuck a duck!
Motherfucker!
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1160. - Fucking hell, man.
- Yeah, it's fucking right off, boys.
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1161. Boys, I've fucking
regained my pride!
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1162. - Gaylord.
- Look at his cock!
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1163. Boys, I can see
the fucking bone.
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1164. - I can see the fucking bone.
- Fuck off!
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1165. - Fuck off!
- Oh, fuck. Fuck a duck!
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1166. Yeah, motherfucker!
I've regained my pride!
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1167. Who's fucking
pussy boy now?
Copy !req
1168. I may have lost the fight,
but I've regained my pride.
Copy !req
1169. - Look, it's still in the end there!
- Oh, fucking hell.
Copy !req
1170. - Math, can I eat it?
- No no, don't fuck around!
Copy !req
1171. - Eat it. Eat it.
- Can I eat it?
Copy !req
1172. - No, don't fucking eat it!
- I wanted to—
Copy !req
1173. No, you can't
fucking eat it!
Copy !req
1174. - Eat it.
- No!
Copy !req
1175. - Eat it!
- No, don't, don't!
Copy !req
1176. Dan, don't fucking eat it!
Copy !req
1177. - Go on, Dan!
- Don't eat it!
Copy !req
1178. It tastes
fucking weird, man!
Copy !req
1179. - Oh, you spat it out!
- Yeah, I couldn't do it, man.
Copy !req
1180. It's all fleshy!
Copy !req
1181. That's right, I'm pink.
Copy !req
1182. And pink might mean pussy.
Copy !req
1183. But this pink guy is
now a fucking superhero.
Copy !req
1184. And this superhero is
called Pinky Dinky Dainty,
Copy !req
1185. and he's gonna
fuck Pritchard's world.
Copy !req
1186. Bring on Mexico, Pritch.
Copy !req
1187. Today is the day
where we meet Myke Hawke.
Copy !req
1188. He's gonna take us
into the desert,
Copy !req
1189. and we're gonna spend two days
in this fucking soaring heat...
Copy !req
1190. er, just living off the desert,
basically. And Myke Hawke...
Copy !req
1191. is gonna teach us
how to fucking do it.
Copy !req
1192. Like a bike.
Kick him, kick him over like a bike.
Copy !req
1193. You don't kick
a bike over like that!
Copy !req
1194. Where's the fucking Hawke?
Copy !req
1195. - No, don't do that, man.
- Leave it there.
Copy !req
1196. It's cursed.
Copy !req
1197. It's like
you don't fucking go
Copy !req
1198. and fuck with
Tutankhamen's tomb, do you?
Copy !req
1199. Well, you just fisted
a fucking dead cow.
Copy !req
1200. I'm fisting a cow!
Copy !req
1201. Oh, that's a bit of love.
Copy !req
1202. Oh my God.
What the fuck is that?
Copy !req
1203. - Who the fuck is this?
- Is this Myke Hawke?
Copy !req
1204. - All right, Myke?
- You miserable,
Copy !req
1205. gluttonous... maggots.
Copy !req
1206. You've been
feeding your faces...
Copy !req
1207. - ( mariachi music plays )
- ( Joycey laughing )
Copy !req
1208. You've been stuffing chow
down your pieholes...
Copy !req
1209. throwing booze
down your throat.
Copy !req
1210. And now you're gonna pay
for your sins.
Copy !req
1211. - Oh, fuck.
- For your gluttony...
Copy !req
1212. this is the reckoning.
Copy !req
1213. And we're getting ready to get
downright primitive on your ass.
Copy !req
1214. My name is Hawke...
Copy !req
1215. and we're getting ready to have
what I call a come-to-Jesus party.
Copy !req
1216. Look at that
fucking cock!
Copy !req
1217. - What is that?
- You've got a big wart on yours.
Copy !req
1218. - Daint.
- It's a dick, what do you think it is?
Copy !req
1219. - You've been getting a bit of wind?
- No, there's no wind.
Copy !req
1220. - That's how my dick is.
- That's a semi.
Copy !req
1221. So, Hawke,
are you scared of anything?
Copy !req
1222. To be quite honest— no.
Copy !req
1223. I mean, the way
I look at it is...
Copy !req
1224. everything that's alive can be killed.
And I'm pretty mean.
Copy !req
1225. - Pritchard: Ever done dry bumming?
- Hawke: Dry bumming?
Copy !req
1226. Okay, gents, now it's time
to do a little bit of hunting.
Copy !req
1227. Okay, got a couple
of techniques for you.
Copy !req
1228. One is a bola.
Copy !req
1229. - Are you familiar with that?
- No.
Copy !req
1230. - ( Joycey laughing )
- ( screams )
Copy !req
1231. - My jones!
- Good old-fashioned slingshot.
Copy !req
1232. Ready?
Copy !req
1233. Now, the whole thing about
these little critters—
Copy !req
1234. - they die easy.
- Hands out of the way!
Copy !req
1235. Daint,
you're pulling back.
Copy !req
1236. Bollocks!
You fucking try it!
Copy !req
1237. So once you whack him,
go up there and stomp on his head
Copy !req
1238. or club his head or something
to make sure you finish him off.
Copy !req
1239. And then you gotta practice
a little bit with it
Copy !req
1240. - so you get your aim down.
- Fat ass, are you ready?
Copy !req
1241. - No, but carry on.
- That hit his plums!
Copy !req
1242. That hit
his fucking plums!
Copy !req
1243. You've smacked the plate
in my arm where my arm is broke.
Copy !req
1244. How I fucking missed that ass,
I don't fucking know.
Copy !req
1245. Lesson one:
Copy !req
1246. Don't play with these.
Copy !req
1247. All right, ladies—
it's that time.
Copy !req
1248. That's a snake,
isn't it?
Copy !req
1249. Hold out your hand
and receive your chow.
Copy !req
1250. - Joycey: Oh, no!
- Dainton: Holy shit!
Copy !req
1251. That's it.
You've got it.
Copy !req
1252. I don't want it
going up my top.
Copy !req
1253. Oh, man, I don't know
if I can do this.
Copy !req
1254. - ( yelling )
- Just poke it—
Copy !req
1255. Oh, fuck!
Copy !req
1256. He stung you?
Copy !req
1257. - Oh, you can't do that!
- Hawke: There you go.
Copy !req
1258. - Now cook it.
- Oh, you can't do it.
Copy !req
1259. - Hawke: Cook it.
- I just have.
Copy !req
1260. How the fuck
did Panch just do that, man?
Copy !req
1261. - Fuck! Fucking hell!
- It's still alive.
Copy !req
1262. - Oh, I'm starving.
- Put him back on the normal floor.
Copy !req
1263. Oh my fucking God,
he's eating the fucking sting!
Copy !req
1264. - Not much flavor to him...
- There you go.
Copy !req
1265. - Just like that.
- ... but it's food,
Copy !req
1266. and my stomach
is fucking loving it.
Copy !req
1267. I can't believe
you fucking did that.
Copy !req
1268. - I'm not doing that.
- I know what's coming to me,
Copy !req
1269. - I think.
- You can't eat spiders though.
Copy !req
1270. - Fuck.
- Oh my God! No no no!
Copy !req
1271. Fucking no!
I'll fucking starve.
Copy !req
1272. This is looking one
in the face—
Copy !req
1273. that you're afraid of—
stabbing that fucker...
Copy !req
1274. It will bite me.
Copy !req
1275. and eating it.
No, he won't.
Copy !req
1276. That's a big, bad,
furry bastard right there.
Copy !req
1277. Whack him.
Copy !req
1278. Get your knife ready.
Get your knife ready.
Copy !req
1279. Oh! Daint!
Don't fuck around now!
Copy !req
1280. I've got a fucking knife
in my hand!
Copy !req
1281. I could easily
stab you and cook you!
Copy !req
1282. Actually, that's —
I fucking almost span out.
Copy !req
1283. - There it is.
- Fucking hell!
Copy !req
1284. Put it on the fire.
Straight on the fire.
Copy !req
1285. He's gonna cry.
He's gonna cry.
Copy !req
1286. - He's in tears.
- What's the matter, Math?
Copy !req
1287. - Joycey: What's the matter?
- Dainton: Oh, that's fucking wrong.
Copy !req
1288. Just rip off a limb,
stuff it down your throat.
Copy !req
1289. - There you go, you've done it.
- You're in, you're in.
Copy !req
1290. - Chew chew chew.
- ( strained ) Oh, crikey.
Copy !req
1291. - Way to lead.
- Cheers, Hawke, you fucking cunt.
Copy !req
1292. I know you boys are hungry,
I know you've worked hard...
Copy !req
1293. and I promised you
some Kentucky Fried Chicken.
Copy !req
1294. So, I am from Kentucky...
Copy !req
1295. this is a chicken
and you're gonna fry it.
Copy !req
1296. Boys, I'm not doing this
for the fun of it.
Copy !req
1297. - Well then, let's get on with it.
- Pritch.
Copy !req
1298. - Most humane way, please. I'm starving.
- Dan?
Copy !req
1299. - Yeah, no, I'm —
- He's watching.
Copy !req
1300. If you're ready to do it
your way, that's cool.
Copy !req
1301. - Dan, do you wanna do it?
- I wanna go for the machete.
Copy !req
1302. That's the only way
I wanna do it,
Copy !req
1303. because I don't like
touching fucking birds.
Copy !req
1304. We've gotta fucking eat
something, boys.
Copy !req
1305. We have to eat something.
He's gotta—
Copy !req
1306. - Which way do you want me to kill him?
- Would you do the boot?
Copy !req
1307. I'm not— I'm not—
I'm not doing it.
Copy !req
1308. - I'm not even eating it.
- You're not eating it?
Copy !req
1309. If I can't kill it,
I'm not eating it. No way.
Copy !req
1310. - ( groans )
- Just pray for him,
Copy !req
1311. send him to a happy place.
Copy !req
1312. I think the only fact I couldn't eat it
Copy !req
1313. is because
it's more domesticated.
Copy !req
1314. It actually looks like
it's got feelings and stuff.
Copy !req
1315. You look at a fucking
tarantula and a scorpion...
Copy !req
1316. to me, they haven't
got feelings.
Copy !req
1317. They're just this thing
that walks along the floor
Copy !req
1318. and just looks horrible and ugly.
Copy !req
1319. But a chicken looks nice—
it's feathery,
Copy !req
1320. looks like it's got
a bit of personality.
Copy !req
1321. - It's, you know—
- Dainton: Pritch, what do you want—
Copy !req
1322. - leg or breast?
- Breast.
Copy !req
1323. He's actually quite nice.
Copy !req
1324. - Dainton: What's his name?
- Derek.
Copy !req
1325. - Derek?
- Derek. Derek the chicken.
Copy !req
1326. What we have here
is a very simple...
Copy !req
1327. case of mind over matter.
Copy !req
1328. I don't mind
and they don't matter.
Copy !req
1329. - ( guys laugh )
- But seriously,
Copy !req
1330. once they've walked
across the fire...
Copy !req
1331. then they've paid their penance
for their sin of gluttony
Copy !req
1332. and they'll be free to relax
and enjoy themselves
Copy !req
1333. until go on their way
to their next mission.
Copy !req
1334. Yes!
Copy !req
1335. Ah! Eeh. Ooh.
Copy !req
1336. - Whew.
- Joycey: How is it?
Copy !req
1337. - Whoo!
- ( blues playing )
Copy !req
1338. - That is some mean shit!
- ( Dainton laughs )
Copy !req
1339. - Pritchard: Ready, boys?
- Pancho: Come on, Pritch.
Copy !req
1340. Three, two, one.
Copy !req
1341. Let's do it.
Copy !req
1342. Hawke, have you enjoyed the time
you've spent with us?
Copy !req
1343. - It's been better than masturbation.
- ( guys laughing )
Copy !req
1344. - Oh, what?
- Oh, this is so fucking gay!
Copy !req
1345. Are we ready
to leave the desert?
Copy !req
1346. Almost.
Copy !req
1347. You have
one more thing to do.
Copy !req
1348. Oh, fuck off.
Copy !req
1349. You've got one minute
Copy !req
1350. to crack all
the Myke Hawke jokes...
Copy !req
1351. that you can.
Copy !req
1352. I'm holding the head
of Myke Hawke.
Copy !req
1353. That's enough.
Copy !req
1354. Thank you very much.
Copy !req
1355. Gentlemen, you've paid
your full penance
Copy !req
1356. for your sin
of gluttony...
Copy !req
1357. and you are now
Copy !req
1358. - free to leave the desert.
- ( both cheer )
Copy !req
1359. Party time, boys!
Copy !req
1360. Right, simple. Dead easy.
Copy !req
1361. Stuff as much of this
in your mouth as you can.
Copy !req
1362. The person that takes the least amount
of money in their mouth
Copy !req
1363. has gotta make a simple
phone call to their mom.
Copy !req
1364. Yeah, but there's
a distinct disadvantage here.
Copy !req
1365. I haven't played up
on the small-man thing.
Copy !req
1366. You know, I've done fucking
all the stunts so far.
Copy !req
1367. But look at my gob.
Copy !req
1368. That's how far
I can open it.
Copy !req
1369. The dentist has even told me
I've got a problem.
Copy !req
1370. Go.
Copy !req
1371. Oh God, he's being sick!
30 seconds, Panch.
Copy !req
1372. 25 seconds, Pritch.
Copy !req
1373. Oh, that's semi-cheating that is.
Copy !req
1374. It'll make you heave.
( gags )
Copy !req
1375. Fucking what?
Copy !req
1376. Well that's fucking—
that's fucking unfair.
Copy !req
1377. Who had the least amount
of money in their mouth?
Copy !req
1378. - It's a fix, Daint.
- It's always a fix.
Copy !req
1379. Well, you said
get your money in your mouth.
Copy !req
1380. Everyone has
just gone like that.
Copy !req
1381. No, because there was no rules,
just "put the money in your mouth."
Copy !req
1382. Well make it
more clear next time.
Copy !req
1383. Well, it's too late now,
you've lost.
Copy !req
1384. Did you or did you
not say that the winners
Copy !req
1385. get to write
the loser's script?
Copy !req
1386. - Yeah, I did, yeah.
- Dainton: Exactly. What are we doing?
Copy !req
1387. We're writing
the loser's script.
Copy !req
1388. Oh, no!
Copy !req
1389. Joycey, don't be
too fucking sick, for fuck's sake.
Copy !req
1390. Right.
Copy !req
1391. Hiya, Mom.
Copy !req
1392. How you doing?
Copy !req
1393. Yeah, not bad. Just in
the Dominican Republic.
Copy !req
1394. "Mom, from the moment
I was born
Copy !req
1395. I have been thinking
of returning
Copy !req
1396. to that special
heavenly place,
Copy !req
1397. those lips parting
across my face
Copy !req
1398. as you pushed me out...
Copy !req
1399. of your heavenly
love hole.
Copy !req
1400. I want— I want
to return where I belong.
Copy !req
1401. I want to put my lips
Copy !req
1402. around your soft delicious
nipples once again."
Copy !req
1403. - ( mother laughing )
- "The thoughts I have
Copy !req
1404. for you are uncontrollable.
Copy !req
1405. L— I want—
I want—
Copy !req
1406. I want
to dry bum you."
Copy !req
1407. - Pritchard!
- Sorry I offended you.
Copy !req
1408. Right, speak to you later.
Copy !req
1409. - Ta-ta. Ta-ta.
- Ta-ta, love.
Copy !req
1410. Wankers!
Copy !req
1411. ( Joycey imitating pirate )
Let me tell you about the angry pirate.
Copy !req
1412. Bird is giving you a blow-job,
she is, see. Enjoying it down there.
Copy !req
1413. You're about to reach
the point of climax, about to cum,
Copy !req
1414. so you pull your cock out of her mouth
and spunk in her eye.
Copy !req
1415. And then she's
all sore in her eye.
Copy !req
1416. You kick the little bird
in the shin, she hobbles around
Copy !req
1417. - like an angry pirate.
- ( guys laughing )
Copy !req
1418. Ladies and gentlemen,
we're gonna give
Copy !req
1419. the angry pirate a go.
We're gonna go with some rum.
Copy !req
1420. Three, two, one.
Copy !req
1421. Ar! Ar! Ar!
Fucking hell!
Copy !req
1422. What the fuck is that?
Fucking acid!
Copy !req
1423. Three, two, one.
Copy !req
1424. Open your eye, open your eye!
Open your eye!
Copy !req
1425. Open your eye! Open it!
Copy !req
1426. - ( yelling )
- Shin! Shin!
Copy !req
1427. Open up.
Open up.
Copy !req
1428. - Oh my God, it's —
- You're not angry enough.
Copy !req
1429. - You're not angry enough.
- Arr!
Copy !req
1430. Pancho, last night
when you were asleep in the car,
Copy !req
1431. we nicked your money
and spent it in a casino!
Copy !req
1432. Right, over there
is a vehicle.
Copy !req
1433. Who's inside it?
Well, someone is missing.
Copy !req
1434. Is that a— is that
a bifta in your hand?
Copy !req
1435. Get the fuck off.
Copy !req
1436. I thought there's no way
I'd lost that money!
Copy !req
1437. - It was in my shirt, wasn't it?
- We lost it!
Copy !req
1438. Hang on a minute.
Copy !req
1439. I've just found his money,
and I'm one greedy bastard.
Copy !req
1440. I'm gonna spend it in a casino.
Ta-ta, Panch.
Copy !req
1441. Right, Captain Panch.
Copy !req
1442. Do you wanna win
that money back that we took
Copy !req
1443. - and stole from you our greedy selves?
- Fucking right, bud.
Copy !req
1444. Pirates of Pain-zance,
let the pain begin!
Copy !req
1445. - Go on, Panch, get that money.
- Go on, go on.
Copy !req
1446. It's one of them, isn't it?
Copy !req
1447. It's the anticipation.
Copy !req
1448. I don't know if I can
go through with it.
Copy !req
1449. Here we go.
Copy !req
1450. Fucking stop it!
Copy !req
1451. That got you going.
Copy !req
1452. But he didn't take the money!
Copy !req
1453. - He didn't get the money!
- It's impossible. Fuck off!
Copy !req
1454. - That's mine!
- Your turn, Daint. What you having?
Copy !req
1455. I've got a wicked plan up
my sleeve for you, Daint.
Copy !req
1456. We get loads of money—
basically, on the bottom
Copy !req
1457. there's gonna be
loads of pins— drawing pins—
Copy !req
1458. and we're gonna put
the money on top of it.
Copy !req
1459. You've gotta
put your hand on it,
Copy !req
1460. and we're gonna smash
your hand down,
Copy !req
1461. and you've gotta get
your money that way.
Copy !req
1462. What— what about forehead?
Do it on the forehead again?
Copy !req
1463. - Forehead?
- Yeah.
Copy !req
1464. - Fuck right off!
- Three, two, one.
Copy !req
1465. Fucking hell!
Copy !req
1466. Oh my God,
look at that!
Copy !req
1467. That's fucking graphic!
Copy !req
1468. - Get a photo of that, man.
- Oh, Daint.
Copy !req
1469. Fucking hell,
it's pulling out...
Copy !req
1470. I'm willing to gamble
1,000 of this back
Copy !req
1471. for you to take
a gob in the mouth.
Copy !req
1472. - Oh, Daint.
- A gob in the mouth?
Copy !req
1473. - No, it's fucking rank.
- Dainton: Come on.
Copy !req
1474. - What do you mean?
- Spit in his mouth. He don't like spit.
Copy !req
1475. He's got a phobia of spit.
Would you rather get run over by a car
Copy !req
1476. - or someone spit in your mouth?
- Run over by a car.
Copy !req
1477. Right, ready?
Copy !req
1478. All in his mouth!
Copy !req
1479. - He looks so green!
- ( gags )
Copy !req
1480. - Man overboard!
- Quick, set the sails. Let's fuck off!
Copy !req
1481. We're backstage in, er,
Copy !req
1482. The Voodoo Lounge
in the Dominican Republic
Copy !req
1483. about to do a pain auction.
Pain equals money.
Copy !req
1484. What do we like? Money.
What does it equal? Greed.
Copy !req
1485. Are you guys ready
Copy !req
1486. - for some fun tonight?
- ( cheering )
Copy !req
1487. Come on!
Copy !req
1488. Okay, we've got
lot number one.
Copy !req
1489. This is
the fishing rod ear.
Copy !req
1490. Stick it in there!
Copy !req
1491. So do we have anyone who wants
to pay some money for that?
Copy !req
1492. - ( man yells )
- I have a lady there.
Copy !req
1493. Lady with the big tits.
Whoa, sold for 150.
Copy !req
1494. - Go! Come on!
- ( yells )
Copy !req
1495. Come on, pull it!
Copy !req
1496. Pull!
Copy !req
1497. Who wants to start the bid off?
Copy !req
1498. 100 to see Panch get smashed
on the head with some pots.
Copy !req
1499. Can we have 60? 80!
Copy !req
1500. Shoeshine boy, 90!
Copy !req
1501. Five, four, three,
Copy !req
1502. two, one. Go!
Copy !req
1503. That sex pest over there,
number five. Yes, 50.
Copy !req
1504. Dainton, voodoo therapy,
stick it in there!
Copy !req
1505. Whoa!
( yelling )
Copy !req
1506. For 30. Can I see
that 30? Yes.
Copy !req
1507. Five, four, three,
Copy !req
1508. two, one!
Copy !req
1509. - He's in fucking agony.
- It fucking kills!
Copy !req
1510. Get it out!
It's fucking killing, you prick!
Copy !req
1511. Ah! Ah!
No no no!
Copy !req
1512. Stop it!
Fuck the cameras!
Copy !req
1513. Get it fucking out.
Copy !req
1514. ( all chant )
Pancho, Pancho, Pancho, Pancho.
Copy !req
1515. Closed.
Sold for 150.
Copy !req
1516. Let's get fucking bollixed!
Copy !req
1517. Ladies and gentlemen,
Copy !req
1518. you've been watching
"Dirty Sanchez - Live" !
Copy !req
1519. Make some noise!
Copy !req
1520. - ( rewinding )
- ( all screaming )
Copy !req
1521. The Devil:
Boys, boys, boys...
Copy !req
1522. that was really
some performance out there.
Copy !req
1523. Tattooed penises,
dismemberment,
Copy !req
1524. cannibalism—
Copy !req
1525. you boys
really blaze a trail.
Copy !req
1526. Do you have anything
to say for yourselves?
Copy !req
1527. I have got
something to admit.
Copy !req
1528. Pancho hasn't got
any eyebrows left.
Copy !req
1529. No, that ain't — fuck.
Copy !req
1530. - Better fucking not be.
- Gone.
Copy !req
1531. Guys, knock
the fuck out now.
Copy !req
1532. No, it is, isn't it?
Copy !req
1533. I need a fucking wash.
Copy !req
1534. Fuck it!
Copy !req
1535. He obviously doesn't
want his life back.
Copy !req
1536. I'm fucking serious, man.
That's fucking it.
Copy !req
1537. Get that fucking thing
out of my face!
Copy !req
1538. I'm fucking telling you—
fuck off!
Copy !req
1539. - No no no no.
- Right!
Copy !req
1540. The makeup people,
well, we told them,
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1541. "Tell Pancho his eyebrows
need sorting out."
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1542. And we put lmmac
on his eyebrows,
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1543. so his eyebrows
are falling out.
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1544. Right, gone.
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1545. You're fucking
happy now, are you?
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1546. He's probably got
all those wigs,
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1547. and he's trying to superglue
some eyebrows back on.
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1548. I'm likely to go and fucking
stab someone now.
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1549. Look at it.
I'm fucking telling you.
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1550. No, don't do that.
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1551. Fucking always
at my fucking expense, right?
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1552. Oh, fuck,
we've pushed it this time.
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1553. What did he say all the way
through the movie?
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1554. ( mimics )
"Do not fuck with my eyebrows!"
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1555. Panch, stick around.
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1556. Get the fuck away
from me.
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1557. Go on, Panch!
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1558. Here comes the trouble.
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1559. Hello.
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1560. "I love Dainton" ? No!
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1561. No. No way.
Is that real?
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1562. Yeah. I went through
absolute agony.
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1563. I'm not sitting
on that ever again.
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1564. Oh, Lis, I haven't had sex
for four weeks.
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1565. Never again.
No way. I don't care.
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1566. I'm not putting Dainton
in my mouth. No way.
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1567. Come on, fucking get
out the way!
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1568. Look at that bubble!
Look at that snot bubble!
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1569. Am I green
in the face?
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1570. - ( guys laughing )
- I am?
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1571. I've brought you
to this spa
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1572. for the ultimate
sports massage.
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1573. Well, it better
be proper special,
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1574. because I've got these
absolutely poxy pants.
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1575. Rock and roll!
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1576. Yes. He's done it!
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1577. Fuck me, man!
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1578. It's the only way
to warm up.
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1579. Guess— guess what
that little bad boy is.
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1580. That— that's —
that's frozen shit.
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1581. Oh, hello. A little penguin,
little frozen penguin.
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1582. It still stinks!
I didn't think it would smell.
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1583. Get off,
get off, get off!
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1584. That's Joycey's frozen—
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1585. oh, it's on my lens. Oh!
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1586. There's dots and there's
a lump of poop.
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1587. Pritch, you know
that tattoo on your leg?
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1588. "Sleep when you're dead"
in Russian, guys. Whoo!
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1589. - Daint, fuck off!
- It doesn't even say—
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1590. it doesn't even say
"Sleep when you're dead."
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1591. - What does it say now?
- "I love Johnny Knoxville."
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