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I'm gonna kick Stewart's ass.

I can't believe he moved to Heideki.

The following feature presentation is not rated. It contains scenes of full

frontal nudity and extreme violence.

Viewer discretion is advised.

Yes! Yes!

Discretion is cool.

Pay -per -view, roll!

Roll!

Whoa.

Who are you guys?

We're the damn moving men.

Who the hell are you?

Uh... We're like these dudes that Stuart knows.

Yeah? Well, he don't live here no more.

Yes, yes, Gwar!

Cool. Yeah, yeah, all right.

Whoa,

Gwar has horns now?

Yeah, they taught the sex plays to play horns.

It's like Ballsack told him, throwing blood and urine in the audience isn't

enough. You guys need to learn to play something.

Yeah, yeah, really.

I heard that one time this kid had, like, a seizure at a GWAR concert, and

singer dude told everybody not to help him.

Really?

Yeah.

I'm not going to help you.

Otis Arungas would want it that way.

Thanks,

buddy.

Whoa, check it out.

Whoa,

cool. Look at that giant worm thing, butthead.

That's like that worm eats up really hot chicks and then, like, takes a dump.

Yeah. Now that's a damn good show right there.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. They shall drown in their own blood.

The streets will flow with the blood of the non -believer.

The mother of all wars has begun.

That would be cool if they had, like, a war marching band.

Mm -hmm. And that's like, they could form a big wiener. Yeah. And then they

could, like, spray slave urine into the crowd.

Yeah, yeah. That would be cool.

You know what would be cool, too, is if, like... They sprayed slave urine on,

like, a bunch of people. Yeah.

Up your butt with people.

Whoa,

check it out, butthead and naked chick.

Yeah. Cool.

Maybe you didn't hear me.

Your little pal moved away, so get the hell out.

Come on, get out of the way, there's a naked chick.

Yeah. Yeah, butt munch.

I said get out.

These guys are cool.

Yeah.

Hmm.

These are her bark -a -loungers.

Might be worth something.

Check it out, Harlan.

It's one of them smoking devices.

Uh,

that's Stuart's chemistry set.

Yeah, I can show you how to melt the carpet with it.

Oops.

Uh, I thought moving men aren't supposed to break stuff.

Listen here, punk. We don't have any use for this kind of crap.

We just want the good stuff.

See?

Crap.

These are the coolest dudes I've ever met. Yeah.

Me too.

On the other hand, this TV, for example. See, I'll get maybe a hundred bucks for

this baby.

Uh, Harlan, buddy?

Um, tell you what, boys.

You help us locate the quality merchandise around this dump, maybe you

movers like us someday.

We want to be the kind of movers that take the cool stuff.

Yeah, and then I take all the crap and break it, break it, break it!

You boys are quick learners.

There's usually cool stuff in here.

Whoa, here's one!

Check it out.

Her boobs aren't too big, but when she wears it... Dammit, quit screwing

Let me explain, boys.

We're looking for anything maybe hidden or secret. You know, like nobody knows

about it. Uh, I know.

Hey, Beavis.

Keep going, boys.

You're bound to find something cool.

Here it is, dudes.

Yeah, Stuart's dad's dirty magazine.

We've torn out all the pages with butts on them, but there's still plenty of

good boobs left.

Yeah.

Yo, Harlan, we gotta hit the road, man.

Thanks anyway, boys.

Maybe next time.

Hey, wait.

Uh, so, like, when do we get to be movers?

Yeah, like, when do we get to break stuff?

Well, yeah, why don't you boys practice breaking stuff around the house?

We gotta be moving on.

Someday, Beavis, that will be us. Yeah.

Cool.

Well,

we better get started breaking stuff.

Yeah.

I heard this dude, like, did this whole song just by, like, whistling and

singing and slapping his butt and stuff.

Whoa, really?

I think I'm going to try that.

Yeah. Who am I?

Don't worry, Beaver. Be happy. Shut up, Butt -Head. I'm not worried.

Oh, yeah?

Does this worry you?

Cut it out, Butt -Head.

I'm going to play drums on your neck with my foot. I'd like to see you try,

-Knocker. Don't call me that, Butt -Head.

I'm going to play drums on your face, Butt -Knocker. Shut up, Butt -Head. I'm

going to kick your ass. Butt -Knocker. Butt -Knocker.

Shut up. Shut up.

Okay, the fight's over. I won.

What did I want?

Dumbass.

Oh,

check it out. It's Mrs.

Doubtfire. Oh, yeah.

I don't think that guy's very funny. Yeah.

It's like he tries to talk really fast so you won't notice that he's not very

funny. I think he was, like, funny, like, a long time ago. Like, but it was,

like, really fast.

Uh... Okay.

Uh... Well, I guess that's everything.

Oh, yeah.

Let's, like, break everything again.

Uh... They're back.

Yeah. I bet they hire us. Yeah.

We did a good job.

Holy... Dear.

How's it going?

Beavis? Butthead?

What happened?

Where's the couch?

Where's the TV?

Uh, the movers took it, dude.

Oh!

Movers? You idiots! We've been robbed!

Robbed?

We were here all day. We didn't see any robbers.

You guys are in big trouble.

Whose dirty magazine is this?

Wet footers? Uh, uh... I... Hell, I don't know. Stewart?

Hey, butthead.

How come Stewart's dad's so pissed?

Uh, I don't know. Maybe their new house sucked even worse than this one.

Yeah.

We got robbed! We got robbed!

Yeah.

What a dork.

All right, go.

For this?

Yeah. All right.

Yeah.

Yeah, check this out.

He's teeing off.

He's using his woody.

He's trying to get a bunghole in one.

We see some dork riding a tricycle down the street.

He's in the rough.

Oh, look, a fight!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, hit him!

If they had fights in golf, maybe it would be cool.

Yeah, then maybe I'd watch it.

You watch golf all the time, Beavis. Oh, yeah, yeah.

Golf is cool.

Check this out.

It looks like he's going to use his nine iron to smash the big, fat, dead guy's

face in. That's right, but I think what he's planning on doing...

It's mashing his glasses in and shoving the 9 -iron up his bunghole.

It looks straight.

Oh, he's in the water.

That'll cost him a stroke.

That's right, but it's full. I don't believe it. He's going to actually try

to... It looks like it's going to... I'm going to go... You can't do it, Beaver.

Shut up. Shut up, but it's... You weren't that good. You're not good at

anything.

That's right, but that's going to cost him a stroke.

He's probably going to...

Damn it. Damn it. You can't do it.

That's a complete wuss.

He's not good at anything.

His mom is a slut.