:18:02
Not even a banging toilet lid.
I looked like a asshole.
:18:06
We strained our backs
lifting that heavy-ass bed.
:18:09
Oh, yeah. What idiot put the number
on the guy's forehead?
:18:15
It wasn't funny.
:18:17
Start pulling your weight,
or it's back to the cemetery.
:18:21
Pull this, Frank. I'm about
to go like Jesse on your ass.
:18:25
I'm going to find some other
black ghosts and organize a march.
:18:29
The African-American
Apparition Coalition. The AAAC.
:18:33
I'll tell you something.
:18:35
Nothing's worse than some pissed-off
brothers that's already dead!
:18:49
Therefore, a happy ghost
is a productive ghost.
:18:54
To that end, I've drawn up
a list of suggestions.
:18:58
Bear in mind, we have given you
five years of loyal service.
:19:04
Flies. That's what
you've given me, flies.
:19:07
Why do flies stick to you guys
like shit to a blanket?
:19:11
Very funny. You're a funny guy.
:19:13
You only think about yourself.
I could complain, too.
:19:16
I need some new clothes. I still look
like Linc from "The Mod Squad".
:19:20
You died in the '70s. Bummer.
:19:30
Now, Frank,
we got to talk about cigars.
:19:33
You promised to buy me a box.
:19:36
I hate to tell you,
but you're dead. You can't smoke.
:19:39
Light one and blow the smoke
in my face.
:19:41
If I light a cigar,
I'll blow my lunch in your face.
:19:47
Everybody, get down!
Damn it, Judge!
:19:54
Put the shooters away!