Joe Dirt
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:27:01
I'm done with that fart. Want that?
:27:04
Maybe if it came out of Charlene
Tilton's ass, I'd take a bite.

:27:07
You probably like J.R., you queer.
:27:09
I saw your bumper sticker:
"Cowboys' butts drive me nuts. "

:27:14
Is that right? You think
that's queer? Is this queer?

:27:17
They're larging and charging,
looking for chickies.

:27:21
You want to back that up?
:27:22
Want to fight? Why don't you stick
your head up my butt and fight for air?

:27:25
That's it. You and me. Let's go.
:27:29
I'd love to beat your ass
up and down this place.

:27:31
I got to go back to work.
:27:33
Joe Dirt. You're fired.
Here's your week's pay.

:27:40
Dang.
:27:48
What's up here? What's down there?
:27:50
What's going on, man? Here I come.
:27:58
Luckily, my neck broke my fall.
:28:03
I guess you won the battle.
:28:06
But I won the war.
:28:07
If you're covered in oil,
don't stand next to a fire.

:28:12
Now that's day-one stuff.
:28:19
Keep that Skoal, baby.
That's what I'm talking about.

:28:26
So I had my 360 bucks. The next day
I would try the police sketch thing.

:28:30
But something happened to my head.
:28:32
I spent the night in what I thought
was an abandoned circus tent.

:28:36
But I guess it was no circus.
:28:38
I was totally bombed
on insecticide, I think.

:28:47
So needless to say, I was in no shape
to do any good with my recollections.

:28:52
The police sketcher
thought I was messing with him...

:28:55
...because my dad came out
looking like Father Time...

:28:58
...and my mom came out too butch...
:28:59
...looking like Richard Ramirez,
the Night Stalker. Remember him?


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