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I'm saying Cyrus, Terry and Dennis got out today.

Cyrus and them ma-fuckers are talking about

how they getting out, get some automatic weapons

and go up Sunnyvale and kill them three ma-fuckers

if we don't play it. We can't let that happen

We getting out today so we gonna skate back to the park,

warn these guys that these guys are coming

We ain't wanna see nobody dead.

We ain't down with being dead, right?

'Cause we don't play that. We play uncleared samples -

- Liquor. Dope. - Hos. Know what I mean?

Mr. Lahey, the cock's done

Excellent, Randy! Excellent.

Not quite finished yet, though , bud.

Now she's done.

When are we gonna head dow to the King for the two-for-one?

Randy.

This is bullshit, Mr. Lahey

Feel that?

Feel what, Mr. Lahey?

The way the shit clings to the air, Randy?

Shit clings to the air?

It's already started, my dear good friend.

What started, Mr. Lahey?

The shit blizzard.

Come on, Julian.

Rick, would you stop drinkin and eating and get back to work?

Holy fuck, boys, it's cold for this time of year.

What the fuck's going on? Cold? Ricky,

what are you talking about ? It's hot as a rattlesnake tank

Hey, what's up y'all?

What's going on?

, - We got some bad news, dawg, and we woulda called from jail

but we couldn't. Yeah, man.

Cyrus, Terry and Dennis got busted out the joint today

and they coming looking for your candy hard, dawg.

- Who bailed them out?! - Randy.

- Who you think? - Oh, my fuck.

Where the fuck did Randy get that kind of money?

- I dunno. - Omigod.

Probably from you, Julian, and your little trailer fund

- What are we gonna do?! - Alright,

looks like we got a gunfight on our hands here, boys.

J- Roc, T, you guys gotta shoot cover fire for me.

Dawg, we don't play guns , you know that, B.

We do anything else. You want them to shoot you

Do you want them? No.

We have to dig up under your old trailer,

you know what I mean? Oh, no!

I'll tell you right now, I a m fucking dead against gunfights

I hate getting in them. Ricky and Julian,

I don't think they realize how fucking dangerous they are

You guys gotta go underneath my old trailer, alright?

You'll see this cinder block . You can't miss it.

Dig underneath it, you'll find this hockey bag.

Bring it back to me as soon as you can, alright?

Don't let Lahey see you, either. What's in the bag mafucker?

Never mind. You guys'll see, alright?

Just don't let Lahey see you. Come on, Jules!

That's like going to the airport, where they're like,

"Are you aware of the contents of the bag?" I'm like, "Nah.

And they're like, "D'you pack the shit yourself?

And I'm like, "Nah." And they're like,

"You leave the shit unattended?" And I'm like, "I dunno,

some ma-fucker might've left i under a trailer a couple years."

t That's whack! - J-Roc, J-Roc, just go ge

the fucking bag for me. Alright? A'ight.

Boys, there's gonna be a big fucking shootout in this park.

I gotta get Trinity out of here, alright?

- Let's get her out of here. - Oh, fuck!

Get on your bike, go right to Grandma's house.

Don't stop anywhere, don't talk to anybody.

Just go right there and call Mommy

when you get there, okay? Okay.

You know how much Daddy loves you, right?

How much?

More than anything there ever has been gonna happen

and can ever really happen , times ten.

Sunnyvale lock. Whoosh!

What are you boys doing?

Transporting firearms is illegal, isn't it?

- They guns - - We found under your trailer.

They just came from your house, man.

That's a good point J-Roc.

Damn right, ma-fucker.

- Those aren't our - - Randy.

You boys carry on now. Sorry for the interruption

- Mr. Lahey! - Randy!

That's fucking crazy, man. Let's get this shit out of here.

- In the trunk. - Here's your damn guns, Julian.

We out, man. What?

We don't play guns, dawg. Guns kill, man.

We ain't down with killing , we down with chillin'.

Peace. Peace.

Thanks for your help, boys . Thanks a lot.

Here, Corey, Trevor, Corey, Trevor!

Here, boys!

Let's move. Get over here, boys.

Alright, take this one. Be careful, though.

Get up on Mrs. Peterson's roof , alright?

You're gonna be the lookouts . If shit gets too heavy,

I want you to get off the roof , go hide in Lucy's and stay

You guys don't leave there until I come get you, got it

- Yeah, that's cool. - This is a pirate's gun.

Well, Trevor, that makes you Long John Dickweed, then.

Get up on the roof, boys, get going.

Well, that should do it, buddy. Good job.

Let's get the guns loaded up. Julian, wait.

Listen, I don't ask you for many things,

but I'm fucking terrified here , I'll tell you right now.

Is there any way we can not do this gunfight, please

Bubs, you don't have to be involved if you don't want to.

Yes, I do, Julian. That's the thing.

If you and Ricky are involved, then I'm gonna be involved

and I got a bad feeling about this,

, like we could either get kille d or go back to jail forever

and I don't want us to get killed.

There's got to be another way.

What's wrong, Bubs? You alright?

I'm crying, Ricky, if you must know.

'Cause I'm fucking upset!

We gotta get the rest of the hash ripped up.

Let's get some guns, boys, and hide. He's gonna be here

Change of plans, Rick. No guns.

What do you mean, no guns?

Listen, I'm gonna take car e of this. You guys go hide.

- He's gonna fucking shoot us! - Ricky, go hide.

No guns. Got it?

What the fuck is that?

I think it's a giant coc k and some guy's riding it

like a cowboy. Is that you, Cyrus?

Can't you fucking read, Terry?

That's my name with an arrow pointing at it

Yeah, it is you.

Fuck off, we got work to do.

- Fuck, here he is. - Oh, fuck.

Know what I'm sayin', Terry?

Holy fuck, it better not be scratched

Where's my fucking gun? I told you we should have guns

Okay, guys! We have the car, we want our hash!

We don't want any trouble, but we don't mind making some!

- Fuck! - Now get the fuck out here!

Omigod. Alright, Cyrus, you win.

We surrender.

Julian, what the fuck are you doing?!

Ricky, we're surrendering. Get the fuck out here!

- Come on, Ricky. - Jesus Christ.

Don't fucking shoot us, Cyrus.

You would've did the same thing, man, alright?

It's a perfect fucking plan, Cyrus.

Alright, to be honest with you...

I look up to you, man.

You're fucking with me.

No, we all look up to you, Cyrus. Right, boys? Right, Rick?

I mean, a lot of people in jail

think you're pretty good at stuff and...

I know I do, Cyrus, with your excellent jacket

Yeah, well, okay, we get the car, we get the hash,

but what about the cock drawin g on Lahey's trailer?

- Cock drawing? - Yeah!

There's a fucking cowboy sitting on a cock back there

, with my name and an arrow pointing to him

and your fucking name on the bottom of it!

I can't even fucking draw, Cyrus.

This is by Lahey's trailer? Yeah.

Well, boys, he masterminde d this whole thing.

Who let you out of jail? Fuck, that fat fuck Randy.

Look, Cyrus, everything's cool here.

Just, there's your hash, it's all cut up nice.

You guys take that.

It doesn't look like it's going too well, dude.

Let's give it another second

They've got the hash. I think Cyrus overpowered them

and they took the hash.

Something's going on, dude . It doesn't look right.

- We got to do something. - It doesn't look right.

Julian, radio Corey and Trevor

and tell them not to fucking shoot at anybody.

Corey and Trevor, this is Julian.

As soon as you see Cyrus - Take the shot.

That's it, man. He said take the shot, dude.

That's not what he said. I heard.

I heard it too. He said take the shot.

- You're wrong. - I don't care if I'm wrong.

You're fucking up and I'm not fucking this up.

Someone's gonna get killed . I'm taking the shot. Excuse me

He should be a fucking blonde.

- What the hell?! - What the fuck's going on?!

Trevor and Corey, you little fuckers!

Ow!

What the fuck are you guys doing?!

Cyrus, we had nothing to do with this, man!

You're a fucking liar!

Get all the hash and get back to the fuckin car

Julian, I think we're gonna die.

Good! Stay down, I'll come back to get you!

- Boys, boys, boys! - Fuck Corey and Trevor!

Forget the hash. Let's grab some fucking guns

- Fuck! - Get up, Ricky!

Stop fucking around, Rick!

- Suck my cock, guys! - Wait for me, boys!

Boys, we have to get Corey and Trevor to the hospital

e We can't leave them! Bubs, take lateral cover fir

from the backseat. Ricky, you take centre fire.

- I want lateral cover fire! - You're taking centre fire!

- Ah, for fucksakes. - Just cover me!

I'll get Corey and Trevor off the roof!

Bubbles, you're gonna have to hang out the window.

We're gonna back up, hit 'em hard, hit 'em mean

- I can't do it! - We're gonna get shot!

Let me see your war face.

Let me see your real war face.

Come on, boys. Let's do it

Corey, Trevor?! Are you guys okay?

Sorry, Cyrus! We're okay! Sorry, dude!

I think we fucked up! Well, how about we fucked up?!

What in the fuck?!

Is that the best you got , Bubbles?!

Get the fuck out of here , Cyrus!

Fuck off with the guns!! I'm out Ricky, I'm out!

Get the fuck out of this park!

Holy fuck, I'm hungry. You got anything to eat, Bubs?

No, I got nothing to eat , Ricky!

You reloaded? We gotta cover Julian.

- I'm trying to. - Help me get them in the car!

- Put them in the trunk! - What?!

They're fucking bleeding ! You know the rules!

- Oh, for fucksake! - You guys fucked up big-time!

In the trunk! Shit, get in the trunk, boys

Let's go, let's go!

Let's go! In the car, Bubs ! Move, move, move, move!

Fuck!

Listen, boys.

Well, don't fucking stop on my account!

Alright, I think it's over . Let's reload just in case.

George Green! George Green, boys!

George Green! Omigod.

- Hey, George. - Hey, George.

- How's it going, boys? - How you doing?

What the fuck is George Green doing here

Someone called the cops?

George, thank God you're here. We need your help, bud.

Somebody's gotta be on duty here, George.

Who's the officer in charge, George?

Who's the officer in charge here?

I thoughtyouwere in charge, Jim. Why aren'tyouon duty?

I've always been on duty , George. Always.

I haven't been off duty for 20 years.

Never.

Oh, you're so fucked, Lahey.

Dispatch, this is off-duty Officer George Green

in Sunnyvale Trailer Park.

You had a report earlier of gunfire. Disregard.

There's nothing going on - Officer down! Officer down

Sorry, George! You're a shitty cop, George!

I want a real cop here!

Ricky, we have to get Core y and Trevor to the hospital

Okay buddy, you gotta hit it twice as hard as last time

Alright, Ricky, they're standing three -

Shit!

Is this what you want Cyrus?! Huh?!

I don't like shooting at people.

I don't wanna kill anybody . I just like scaring them,

so I shoot right over their heads, you know,

way clean over their heads

But as long as there's a big flame coming out of the gun,

and, you know, you look mean enough,

it's usually enough to scare the shit out of somebody.

Julian, I think they're reloading or something

Alright, boys, listen up

Bubbles, you shoot lateral fir e from the left.

Ricky, I want you to drive straight back,

right through those fuckers, I'm gonna cover you from behind.

I gotta put my jacket on. Okay, boys, let's go.

Stop fucking around, Ricky

I need to put my coat on , I'm freezing!

Oh, fuck!

- Ricky, what are you doing? - What's wrong, Rick?

Something's not right here , boys.

Bubbles, I'll cover you. Check him out.

Ricky, what's wrong?

I think I'm having a hark attack, buddy.

- What?! - Yeah.

Are you sure? Julian!

Whole fucking left side is getting numb here.

I think he's having a heart attack.

He needs CPR or something. Well, I dunno that shit, man

I'll be alright, boys. C'mon

Who else in the park knows CPR?

- Lahey! Lahey knows it. - I'll be fine, just cover me!

Alright, I'm gonna get Lahey . You hang in there, Ricky.

Cyrus, stop fucking shooting ! Somebody's hurt here!

Here, Bubs. Help me light one of these up.

Ricky, that's a dirty old ba g of butts.

I know. Trinity got them for me, down at the call centre,

out in the parking lot. Man, they're awesome.

Short breaks, long butts, let's go, come on.

Ricky, no, you gotta get to the hospital!

Let's go, let's go!

Ricky, the cops!

Ted! Ted, thank fuck you're here.

Cyrus showed up, trying to sell us drugs!

We wouldn't buy them. Machine gun! Firing at us!

Corey and Trevor hit, in the trunk, bleeding!

Corey, Trevor, you guys okay?

We're okay! Thanks for asking!

Cyrus, you fucking moron ! Stop firing!

There's people hurt here! All units, all units,

respond to Sunnyvale Trailer Park.

Officer under fire. I repeat, officer under fire

Listen, fraidy-cop, you mind firing a couple shots

to cover us here before we get killed?

- Don't friggin' move, Julian. - Fuck off, Randy.

Jim, Ricky's having a heart attack.

You gotta do CPR on him right now.

Ricky's having a heart attack, eh?

Calls for a celebratory drink, Julian.

Cut the bullshit, Jim!

, What happened to the man that loves this trailer park

trying to make it a better place to live?

S We've got cock-riding cowboy

painted on the side of trailers. This gunfight's out of control

and people are gonna die. It's gonna be your fault, Jim.

I need your help. Why should I help you, Julian?

Because, Jim, you've alway s been like a father to me.

Officer Lahey, you're the only man

that can take care of this situation.

Cover me, boy.

What are you doing? Sit, lay down!

- Oh, I gotta piss bad. - You don't need to piss yet

Hold it. Ricky, are you okay?

What's going on out there, dudes?

Bubs...

you gotta look after Trinity , buddy.

Don't say things like that . You're gonna be fine.

Don't talk foolish. You can share the car.

Just make sure she checks the transmission fluid.

You can check, 'cause you're gonna be fine.

Don't let me piss myself

Ricky! Ah!

Cover me, boys!

How long has he been out, Bubbles?

Oh, about six minutes, Mr. Lahey.

Shit, that's too long, Bubbles.

No brain can stand without oxygen that long.

If I did revive him, Bubbles , he'd just be a vegetable.

But, Mr. Lahey, I think probably his brain

uses way less oxygen than a normal brain.

Maybe he's got like a lot more time than a normal person

Can't you just try it? He's my best friend, come on

- I'll give it a try, Bubbles. - Just do what you do.

Thousand one, thousand two

Let's go, reload, reload

Thousand one, thousand two. Come on, Ricky.

Thousand three, thousand four.

It's working! There's air coming out of him!

Ricky! You okay, boy?

Wake up!

Ricky, you're alright! Sit up!

Omigod, he's alive!

It worked, Mr. Lahey! You saved him!

- Holy fuck. - Ricky, you just died.

- You want a drink, bud? - When?

Just now, you were just dead! Thanks.

You're back alive! Omigod.

Mr. Lahey, you're a hero. You saved his life.

Thanks, boys.

Bubs, where's my smokes? Hang on.

We gotta get the fuck outta here.

We got our hash, let's go.

The cops are gonna be here any second now!

Jesus, let's just put the gu -

Ah, fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Police! Put your hands up!

You involved with this gunplay, Ricky?

For fucksakes, no, I'm not fucking involved.

I didn't do anything. I just... I was dead.

And a couple of guys fucking broke into my trunk.

I don't fucking know what happened.

You wouldn't be lying to me, would you, Rick?

- Uh, no, why would I? - Why would you?

Look, these guys broke into my trunk.

Bubbles, open the trunk. And they fucking...

I dunno what they got in there buncha guns they threw in my car

and I was just waiting til I you guys got here to help them

Oh, dude, thank you. Oh, God. Somebody call an ambulance

- Oh, God, I got shot, dude. - Shut the fuck up, you wussies.

I was dead. You got shot, big deal.

We should call a dumbulance.

- And what about this? - It's... it's yours.

Is this yours, Bubbles?

Or is this yours, Rick? He asked whose it was

, and poor Ricky said it was his

'cause he that's just the type of guy Ricky is.

He doesn't want me to go to jail.

He knows that I don't like it in there,

so he took the fucking hea t and he went to jail.

It's okay, Bubs. It's okay, buddy.

Julian's going anyway. It'll be fine.

Careful with him. His heart's...

Hey, Lahey...

Thanks.

That was heroic, Jim.

Your behaviour will not go unnoticed.

Thanks, Ted.

Hey, Ricky, you go to Dartmouth Regional Vocational?

- As a matter of fact, I do. - What are you taking?

Different things. Cuff him.

Jim's receiving a big award today,

a national award for bravery . It's a big day for him.

I'm honoured to introduce to you,

the supervisor of Sunnyvale Trailer Park,

Mr. Jim Lahey.

It's a real honour, ladies and gentlemen,

and a real pleasure. Thank you.

, You know, when someone needs your help

you have to help them. In any way you can,

, no matter what colour they are

no matter what county they live in,

and no matter what state you're in.

Thanks for coming out, everybody.

I'll never betray your trust

Hi, Randy.

Hi, Mr. Lahey.

Well, fuck, here I am again. Left alone.

Ricky and Julian are back in jail.

I'm not even sure for how long this time.

Gumby and Puffuckeo are in jail with them.

Corey and Trevor, I mean.

That's what Ricky calls them , Gumby and Puffuckeo.

In my line of work, you gott a deal with the consequences

and you learn from your mistakes. I have

I mean, Corey and Trevor, that was the whole problem

It's all their fault.

Thing with me is that... I am smart,

and I'm self-smarted basically by myself.

Basically from nature and smoking drugs

and doing different things , I've self...

like, self-learned myself.

And that's the whole difference, I guess,

it's that I don't need the books or the schooling-type things

n I just get everything on my ow

and because of that, I'm alive right now.

I mean, if I'd read more books or tried to go on to college

and different things like that , I'd be dead right now.

Because people say books and college

are for to be to make you smarter,

but they can also be for to be to get you dead,

which is what could've happened to me.

My brain doesn't use enough oxygen,

'cause I don't have the whole thing

filled with different stuff.

And if it was full, it's only part-full

and that's why I'm alive right now.

Guards in here are, "Here, read this book,

try to get smarter." I'm like, alright,

, I'll pretend to read it. I'm not gonna really read it

'cause then my brain would be more full

and if I have another heart attack,

I'm gonna die.

I'm gonna go back to reading , figure out a plan.

Soon as I get out, I'm gonna work on that plan.

It's gonna be tight.

And I'm gonna fucking retire in about a year's time.

I just wanna get out of here now and spend time

with Lucy and Trinity and get my family going again.

Basically that's all that matters to me.

They come and visit me a couple times in jail

for the first time ever, which is awesome.

Lucy seems to be really digging me

and looking really good,

, and I just wanna get outta her e and see them, exercise a bit

maybe eat better and try to quit smoking.

Well, I'm gonna quit smoking cigarettes first,

and then, you know, work off the dope or whatever eventually.

Although I dunno.