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That the virus was taken from Philadelphia to San Francisco, then to New Orleans, Rio de Janeiro, Rome, Kinshasa, Karachi, Bangkok, then Peking.
And your only goal is...???
To find out where the virus is so a qualified scientist can travel back into the past and study the original virus.
So that...???
Uh, so that a vaccine can be developed that will, uh, allow mankind to reclaim the surface of the earth.
I told you that fuckhead Mason would get us into something like this.
Shut up!
That's him.
What are you going to do with us?
It's the kidnap woman the one who was with the guy who tied us up.
What's she doing?
She's drawing attention to us, that's what she's doing. ... I don't know what you're up to this time, Mason, but you're gonna get us in deep shit!
Wow, a guy in a Chevy is chasing her and some other guy I can't see.
Hey, no problem, it's probably just another kidnapping featuring Jeffrey's shrink, pardon me, make that exshrink. This is your leader, a certifiable lunatic who told his former psychiatrist all his plans for God knows what whacko irresponsible schemes, and now who knows what she's painted out there on our wall?
To be determined by the proper authorities.
You don't want to jeopardize that reduction, do you, Cole? Have it taken away?
We want tough minded people. Strong mentally. We've had some...misfortunes with "unstable" types.
For a man in your position...an opportunity.
He's drugged out of his mind! He's completely zoned out.
Cole, did you or did you not record that message?
But just until you recover your, uh,... equilibrium.
You're still a little... disoriented.
We're very close! Because of you!
This is it, James...what you've been working for.
We want you to tell us about last night.
I went to the surface and I collected specimens like I was told.
Wake up, Cole.
Uh, I didn't hear the...
No, sir!
We have a very advanced program, something very different, requires very skilled people.
Well?
Uh, what?
Him? You saw that man?
Uh, I think so. In the mental hospital.
Women will want to get to know you...
I DON'T WANT YOUR "WOMEN," YOU BRAINLESS TWIT! I WANT TO BE WELL!
The food, the sky, the certain, uh, sexual temptations you haven't become "addicted" have you, Cole? To that "dying" world'
No, sir! I just want to do my part. To get us back on top...in charge of the planet. And I have the experience, I know who the people are...
You said we weren't "real," Cole...
Well, sir, I don't think the human mind was built to exist in two different... whatever you call it..."dimensions." It's stressful, you said it yourselves, it gets you confused. You don't know what's real and what's not.
I understand. There'd be no point.
We're going to think about it, Cole. Among ourselves. We'll get back to you.
Excuse me, Mr. Coccotti. Do you know Nick Cardella?
No.
Then where the hell do you get off talkin' that kind of talk?
I didn't mean
Shut your mouth. Nick Cardella was provin' what his words was worth before you were in your daddy's nutsack. What sun do you walk under you can throw a shadow on Nick Cardella? Nick Cardella's a standup guy.
What was the Jewboy's name?
Donowitz, he said.
Yes.
Are you Dick Ritchie?
No.
Do you know a Clarence Worley?
Yes.
Do you know where we can find him?
He's at the Beverly Wilshire.
Where's that?
Well, you go down Beechwood...
Hello, is Dick Ritchie here?
Naw, he ain't home right now.
Do you live here?
Yeah, I live here.
Sorta roommates?
Exactly roommates.
Maybe you can help me. Actually, who I'm looking for is a friend of ours from Detroit. Clarence Worley? I heard he was in town. Might be travelling with a pretty girl named Alabama. Have you seen him? Are they stayin' here?
Naw, they ain't stayin' here. But, I know who you're talkin' about. They're stayin' at the Hollywood Holiday Inn.
How do you know? You been there?
No, I ain't been there. But I heard him say. Hollywood Holiday Inn. Kinda easy to remember.
You're right. It is.
Fuck! I knew it! I fucking knew it! I should have my head examined, driving like this! Kandi, you gotta help me.
What can I do?
You gotta hold this for me.
You must be high. Uhhuh. No way.
Just put it in your purse.
I'm not gonna put that shit in my purse.
They won't search you. I promise. You haven't done anything.
No way, Jos.
Please, they'll be here any minute. Just put it in your bra.
I'm not wearing a bra.
Put it in your pants.
No.
You're the one who wanted to drive fast.
Read my lips.
Nigger, get outta my face with that bullshit.
Naw man, I don't be eatin' that shit.
That's bullshit.
Naw man, that's some serious shit.
Nigger, you lie like a big dog.
Preach on, Big D.
Look here. If I ever did eat some pussy I would never eat any pussy but, if I did eat some pussy, I sure as hell wouldn't tell no goddamn body. I'd be ashamed as a motherfucker.
Yeah, that's right, laugh. It's so funny, oh it's so funny. There used to be a time when sisters didn't know shit about gettin' their pussy licked. Then the sixties came an' they started fuckin' around with white boys. And white boys are freaks for that shit
Because it's good!
Then, after a while sisters use to gettin' their little pussy eat. And because you white boys had to make pigs out of yourselves, you fucked it up for every nigger in the world everywhere.
Well fuck you guys then! You guys are fucked up!
Why you trippin'? We jus' fuckin' with ya. But I wanna ask you a question. You with some fine bitch, I mean a brick shithouse bitch you're with Jayne Kennedy. You're with Jayne Kennedy and you say "Bitch, suck my dick!" and then Jayne Kennedy says, "First things first, nigger, I ain't suckin' shit till you bring your ass over here and lick my bush!" Now, what do you say?
I tell Jayne Kennedy, "Suck my dick or I'll beat your ass!"
You tell Jayne Kennedy to fuck it?
If it came down to who eats who, damn skippy.
With that terrible mug of yours if Jayne Kennedy told you to eat her pussy, kiss her ass, lick her feet, chow on her shit, and suck her dog's dick, nigger, you'd aim to please.
What was I sayin'?

That the virus was taken from Philadelphia to San Francisco, then to New Orleans, Rio de Janeiro, Rome, Kinshasa, Karachi, Bangkok, then Peking.

And your only goal is...???

To find out where the virus is so a qualified scientist can travel back into the past and study the original virus.

So that...???

Uh, so that a vaccine can be developed that will, uh, allow mankind to reclaim the surface of the earth.

I told you that fuckhead Mason would get us into something like this.

Shut up!

That's him.

What are you going to do with us?

It's the kidnap woman the one who was with the guy who tied us up.

What's she doing?

She's drawing attention to us, that's what she's doing. ... I don't know what you're up to this time, Mason, but you're gonna get us in deep shit!

Wow, a guy in a Chevy is chasing her and some other guy I can't see.

Hey, no problem, it's probably just another kidnapping featuring Jeffrey's shrink, pardon me, make that exshrink. This is your leader, a certifiable lunatic who told his former psychiatrist all his plans for God knows what whacko irresponsible schemes, and now who knows what she's painted out there on our wall?

To be determined by the proper authorities.

You don't want to jeopardize that reduction, do you, Cole? Have it taken away?

We want tough minded people. Strong mentally. We've had some...misfortunes with "unstable" types.

For a man in your position...an opportunity.

He's drugged out of his mind! He's completely zoned out.

Cole, did you or did you not record that message?

But just until you recover your, uh,... equilibrium.

You're still a little... disoriented.

We're very close! Because of you!

This is it, James...what you've been working for.

We want you to tell us about last night.

I went to the surface and I collected specimens like I was told.

Wake up, Cole.

Uh, I didn't hear the...

No, sir!

We have a very advanced program, something very different, requires very skilled people.

Well?

Uh, what?

Him? You saw that man?

Uh, I think so. In the mental hospital.

Women will want to get to know you...

I DON'T WANT YOUR "WOMEN," YOU BRAINLESS TWIT! I WANT TO BE WELL!

The food, the sky, the certain, uh, sexual temptations you haven't become "addicted" have you, Cole? To that "dying" world'

No, sir! I just want to do my part. To get us back on top...in charge of the planet. And I have the experience, I know who the people are...

You said we weren't "real," Cole...

Well, sir, I don't think the human mind was built to exist in two different... whatever you call it..."dimensions." It's stressful, you said it yourselves, it gets you confused. You don't know what's real and what's not.

I understand. There'd be no point.

We're going to think about it, Cole. Among ourselves. We'll get back to you.

Excuse me, Mr. Coccotti. Do you know Nick Cardella?

No.

Then where the hell do you get off talkin' that kind of talk?

I didn't mean

Shut your mouth. Nick Cardella was provin' what his words was worth before you were in your daddy's nutsack. What sun do you walk under you can throw a shadow on Nick Cardella? Nick Cardella's a standup guy.

What was the Jewboy's name?

Donowitz, he said.

Yes.

Are you Dick Ritchie?

No.

Do you know a Clarence Worley?

Yes.

Do you know where we can find him?

He's at the Beverly Wilshire.

Where's that?

Well, you go down Beechwood...

Hello, is Dick Ritchie here?

Naw, he ain't home right now.

Do you live here?

Yeah, I live here.

Sorta roommates?

Exactly roommates.

Maybe you can help me. Actually, who I'm looking for is a friend of ours from Detroit. Clarence Worley? I heard he was in town. Might be travelling with a pretty girl named Alabama. Have you seen him? Are they stayin' here?

Naw, they ain't stayin' here. But, I know who you're talkin' about. They're stayin' at the Hollywood Holiday Inn.

How do you know? You been there?

No, I ain't been there. But I heard him say. Hollywood Holiday Inn. Kinda easy to remember.

You're right. It is.

Fuck! I knew it! I fucking knew it! I should have my head examined, driving like this! Kandi, you gotta help me.

What can I do?

You gotta hold this for me.

You must be high. Uhhuh. No way.

Just put it in your purse.

I'm not gonna put that shit in my purse.

They won't search you. I promise. You haven't done anything.

No way, Jos.

Please, they'll be here any minute. Just put it in your bra.

I'm not wearing a bra.

Put it in your pants.

No.

You're the one who wanted to drive fast.

Read my lips.

Nigger, get outta my face with that bullshit.

Naw man, I don't be eatin' that shit.

That's bullshit.

Naw man, that's some serious shit.

Nigger, you lie like a big dog.

Preach on, Big D.

Look here. If I ever did eat some pussy I would never eat any pussy but, if I did eat some pussy, I sure as hell wouldn't tell no goddamn body. I'd be ashamed as a motherfucker.

Yeah, that's right, laugh. It's so funny, oh it's so funny. There used to be a time when sisters didn't know shit about gettin' their pussy licked. Then the sixties came an' they started fuckin' around with white boys. And white boys are freaks for that shit

Because it's good!

Then, after a while sisters use to gettin' their little pussy eat. And because you white boys had to make pigs out of yourselves, you fucked it up for every nigger in the world everywhere.

Well fuck you guys then! You guys are fucked up!

Why you trippin'? We jus' fuckin' with ya. But I wanna ask you a question. You with some fine bitch, I mean a brick shithouse bitch you're with Jayne Kennedy. You're with Jayne Kennedy and you say "Bitch, suck my dick!" and then Jayne Kennedy says, "First things first, nigger, I ain't suckin' shit till you bring your ass over here and lick my bush!" Now, what do you say?

I tell Jayne Kennedy, "Suck my dick or I'll beat your ass!"

You tell Jayne Kennedy to fuck it?

If it came down to who eats who, damn skippy.

With that terrible mug of yours if Jayne Kennedy told you to eat her pussy, kiss her ass, lick her feet, chow on her shit, and suck her dog's dick, nigger, you'd aim to please.

What was I sayin'?