Death to Smoochy
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:50:01
This Fetalkunkle guy
said it was for kids.

:50:04
I had no idea it was a Nazi rally.
:50:07
You'd think the 50-foot swastika
might have given you a hint.

:50:12
That was later.
The light was in my eyes.

:50:15
It was like a nightmare.
Suddenly.... Wham!

:50:18
It's jackboots and Gestapo
and "Smooch Heil, Smooch Heil!"

:50:22
I need your help.
I'm in a pickle here.

:50:25
The fact is, I don't know you, okay?
:50:29
-What?
-Not really.

:50:32
Don't expect me to go out
on an emotional limb here.

:50:36
But, Nora....
:50:38
Nora!
:50:40
What about the Klunky-Wunky dance?
:50:43
I was drunk.
Don't read too much into it.

:51:36
If you want a cup of juice, the
well's dried up. City shut her down.

:51:41
Bastards will slap a new pair of tits
on the Statue of Liberty...

:51:45
...but they won't help a poor hophead.
Just once I wish I had a little clout.

:51:50
I'd set things straight in this town.
:51:53
Believe me.
:51:58
Hell of a world.

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