:01:01
- Hey, Earl.
- Yes, sir.
:01:03
- What do you know?
- Well...
:01:08
it's a hot goddamned day.
:01:11
I haven't felt it a bit.
:01:13
I've been inside with the
air-conditioner blastin' all day long.
:01:16
- Oh, is that right?
- That's right.
:01:23
Didn't you break for lunch or nothin'?
:01:26
I'm by myself today.
I ate my lunch out of the microwave.
:01:30
Jesus H. Christ, Pete.
:01:32
When are you gonna learn that microwave
food will kill you faster than a bullet?
:01:36
I mean, them damn burritos ain't good
for nothin' but a hippie...
:01:39
when he's high on weed.
:01:42
Pull me out a bottle of that Jack,
will you?
:01:44
Yep.
:01:47
I think I'm gonna get tanked tonight.
:01:53
What's the matter?
:01:56
Ohh, hell.
:01:59
Been one long goddam hot,
miserable, shit-ass fuckin' day...
:02:02
every inch of the way.
:02:05
First off, Nadine over
at the Blue Chip got sort of sick...
:02:08
since she got that goddam Mongoloid boy
of hers workin' the grill.
:02:12
I mean, that fuckin' idiot doesn't know
rat shit from Rice Krispies.
:02:16
I eat breakfast about 9:00,
and I'm pukin' up pigs in a blanket...
:02:21
like a sick fuckin' dog by 10:30.
:02:24
Isn't there a law or somethin' against
retards servin' food to the public?
:02:28
Well, if there ain't, there ought to be.
:02:30
I mean, who in the hell knows
what's goin' on in the mind
of a goddamned Mongoloid?
:02:34
Nadine should've hit that boy in
the head and sold the fuckin' milk.
:02:38
You could sue the shit
out of her, you know that?
:02:40
That kid belongs under a circus tent,
not flippin' burgers.
:02:43
- You could own that fuckin' place.
- Oh, shit, Pete.
:02:47
What would I do with that grease pit?
:02:49
Besides, Nadine's got a cross to bear.
:02:53
I mean, taking care
of that potato head.