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- Lucifer, pass anybody?

- No, you? - No.

- Got the bucks? - Easy kid.

Exactly what am I paying $4,000 for?

- 2,000 caps, 400 megs psilocybin.

You call me kid again, I'm gonna kick your balls

up around your ears.

Take a taste, you know what you're gettin'.

- Oh, baby. - Get the bucks.

Better ditch that stuff quick, man.

- Take it easy, take it easy.

Still wanna deal?

You got somethin' to deal?

- Remember cloud? - Sure.

- Know his place in the desert?

Okay, tonight at 10:00.

Count how many times your phone rings.

We'll meet you there that many days from now.

- Okay, cool.

- I hope this works, man.

- Make it good, man.

I'll get monk and juice and see you

at cloud's in three days.

Move in, unit two.

Cut him off!

- Nasty break, fuzz!

Put it out, it's a stink bomb!

J“ have you ever made the run j“

j“ ridin' at night, it's easy for some j“

j“ you'll hold your brother's blood to calm j“

j“ slow down you know you're goin' to burn j“

j“ 'cause you're ridin' and runnin', breezy j“

j“ choosin' your company, she blends in easily j'

j“ everyone is high j“

j“ sleepin' while they fly j“

j“ see the hate that's in his face j'

j“ make it tonight after the race j“

j“ long before the run is through j“

j“ too late, you have to learn that way j”

Well, well, we must be among hippies huh?

Hey man, look it here.

This must be a, rollin' hippie motel.

- Nope, it's not the plugs.

- Well, jeez, I could've sworn it was them plugs.

I mean, I already- - screw his plugs man,

gimme half a buck's worth of gas.

- Regular? - Regular?

Regular makes my engine ping.

I don't want my engine to ping.

This is a precision machine.

It burns only the finest fuel.

Can you dig it, man?

- Yes, sir. - Well then do it!

Get him, brain.

- Welcome, brothers.

Hey, lemme caution you.

This gentleman here may attempt to foul up

your fine machinery with his regular gas.

- Regular?

Regular!

Didn't they teach you nothin' about chopper requirements

at gas station school, Sonny?

Why a guy could get his pump busted

makin' a mistake like that.

Where's your coke machine, junior?

Over there.

- Angels, huh?

Yeah, I've known a few.

Fine gentlemen.

Here you go, dude.

As you probably noticed, we're dragons.

My compatriot here is magic, and they call me brain.

- Long John, I'm monk and the coke freak is juicer.

- You boys are a long way from home.

- So are you, man.

Like where are you headed?

- South. - South?

- South, what about you?

- We're hangin' out not far from here.

Guess there's some lovely

hippie-type people that we stumbled on.

We've been there since yesterday

and it looks like we're gonna have a few more days

of fun and games before we move on.

- It's gonna be a party, man.

There's gonna be wine, women, weed.

- Right, I got a few extra cases of rocky mountain kool-aid.

Hey, listen man, could we interest you into joining us?

I mean that's if you could take time off

from your journeys south.

- Hey long, what say we go, man?

- We got the time, man.

- Let's do it.

Come on, general.

Come on, man.

Come on, general.

Come on!

- All right. - All right, all right!

- Right on! - Oh, right on.

All right!

Some good crystals, man.

Oh, right on.

Clean Sheila,

you keep mixin' 'em up like this and pretty soon

you're gonna be blowin' minds at the white house,

for the big press.

That was a nice go, axe, eh?

But not nice enough.

Who's numero uno, axe, hm?

Who's number one?

C'mon, man, say it.

Who's numero uno?

- General, I've invited these brother road rats along

to join us for the evening's festivities.

- Well you did right, brain.

That's a fast iookin' scooter you got there.

- Yeah, well, fast enough.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- Wanna see how fast?

- Sure, why not?

- Show him where it's at, man!

- All right, let's get it on.

- That's right, gen! - Come on!

Show 'em you're a real racer!

- Okay, one, two, three!

- Yes, dude! - Come on, John.

Show him how we go, come on!

Come on, baby!

- Come on, general!

Come on, general!

- Goddamn!

Ah, shit!

We're called the dragon slayers, man.

There you go.

Lay it on me, man.

- You really done it. - Aha, yeah!

You really showed some class.

- Bitch. - He couldn't move it.

- Just had these goddamn things cleaned!

- What's the matter? - Beer?

I don't want a fuckin' beer now, man.

Bitch.

- You really tore it up. - Hey, yo.

Yeah.

- We're gonna do this again later.

And the next time we'll do it right.

Anytime.

- Oh, have a drink, man. - C'mon man.

Let's dig the town.

- Right here, I hear you. - Let's dig the town.

Dig it, man.

Look, is it me or is that man just a little bit weird?

- Yeah, you're right.

That dude is ready for the hat factory.

- Hey, guys.

Trip to the moon?

- Thanks, babe, how 'bout one more?

- Man, I've got enough here to launch the seventh fleet.

- C'mon, honey, I'll show you why

they call me the horny angel.

- Later, monk.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

- Wow, that's really funny.

Hey, how come everybody calls you crab?

- Here.

- Oh, shit and I thought you were a cancer.

Which one's me?

- I don't know, I haven't decided yet.

I could make you anyone I want.

- Yeah, well I ain't anyone.

I'm me.

- Who's me?

- Who the fuck are you?

- Astrid.

- Long John.

- I don't recognize you.

I thought I'd seen all of you since yesterday.

- Yeah, this ain't our party.

We're just passin' through.

What about you?

You live out here?

- Yeah, I live out here.

Is there something wrong with that?

- Don't get uptight, babe.

You gotta admit it's pretty freaky iivin' out here

in the middle of nowhere in a stinking ghost town.

- Freaky?

Big bikes and heavy boots and chain belts.

Don't you think that's freaky?

- Can I ask you somethin' without you getting uptight?

- Yeah, sure, why not, babe?

- Why do you guys...

Why do you do the things that you do?

- The things we do.

Oh, the things we do.

You mean like cop stompin', baby rapin',

town burnin', shit like that?

You tell me why you hippies are always chuckin' acid

in the reservoir and bowlin' in the parks

and burnin' people in their living rooms.

- Okay, okay.

You ride a bike and you're guilty.

I wear beads and I'm guilty.

But what I'm talking about with you guys,

it's something more than that.

Like what about altamont?

There was a guy killed there.

- Shit, I've never been at altamont.

What about you?

You with them hippie chicks that chopped up

all them Hollywood dudes in la?

- Oh, look, I don't even think we're talking

about the same thing.

What I don't understand, what I'm asking about

is why all of the violence?

- I ride where I want, I wear what I want,

and get stoned when I want.

How long do you think I could make it like that?

Any citizen come along and think he could fuck with me?

- Yeah, yeah, I dig your problem.

But I just don't think your solution is right.

- Shit, what works is what's right.

- All right, crab, I'm, gonna open it for ya.

- Hey, man, what?

Hey, man, you mashed my beer can!

- Lost cause.

The guy that named the place must've been a prophet.

See?

Cultural coexistence.

- Yeah, but I don't think that's gonna happen again.

- Our answer to the Eiffel Tower.

Shit, looks like a sluice to me.

- Well here it is. - Hey, everyone.

This is our home.

Vicki, this is long John.

- How do you like it?

- Oh, wow, that's beautiful.

Right on.

- Well, every day it'll get better.

- In how many days?

- I guess that depends on what you want, man.

- Boy, are you heavy.

Do you really have to come on so strong?

Don't you ever back off?

- Hey, dig it, brain.

If that's what you get for goin' to church,

I oughta go more regular.

- General's joking.

He goes to church often.

It's his main source of pocket money.

- Oh, brain, you're a riot.

One of these days I'm gonna cut your heart out.

- What's this 13 for?

- You puttin' me on? - No.

- What's the 13th letter in the alphabet?

- What starts with m?

Mother.

Misfit?

Milkshake?

Marijuana?

- Oh, shit, you're smarter than you look.

- Just like kids playing soldier.

- What are you playin' at?

- Well, I don't know how you feel,

but I'm gonna be really glad when these guys split.

Oh, I'll be as glad as you.

Hey I saw you walking with that guy, big John or?

- Long John.

- Where's his head at?

- I dunno.

I don't think he knows either.

- I'm really surprised, I thought you were you know,

kind of digging him.

- Yeah, I kinda dig him,

but it's like the way I dig stray dogs.

Hey, did you come to tap on the goat?

I mean, where'd you get that piece of garbage?

- Hey, what's happenin, man?

I thought the boy- - hey, man, where's long?

Where's juice?

- Hey, what's happenin'? - Three days at cloud's.

Goddamn, when's that Lucifer comin'?

- Who put all this garbage in my yard?

What all this junk doin' here?

This no junk yard, this cloud yard.

- Oh man, keep it cool. - Woo!

- Come on in, cloud better roll you some dinner.

- All right. - All right, cloud.

Yeah, look at the place, man.

This is home.

- You look like you died somewhere last week.

- Nice goat. - Woo!

- Yeah! - You look like you

some kind of bad accident.

Aw, beautiful.

- Where's the line, man? - Beat it!

You pissed on me, man.

You pissed on my boots.

You drunken asshole, what do you mean pissin' on my boots?

You blind, drunk asshole, you!

- On your Mark!

All right.

Guzzle!

Come on Louie, baby.

Get up, you son of a bitch.

Get up, I got 40 cents ridin' on you.

- Get up! - Fuck off, you lose.

- Well, like, how do you feel when you're riding?

- Well, honey, when it's winter, I feel cold.

When it's summer, I feel hot.

And when it's raining, I feel wet.

- No, no, I mean like, you know how do you feel inside?

- Now, you want me to run out

all that fairytale shit, don't you?

About feelin' free in the wind and all like that.

- Well, no, no, I'm talking about stimulation.

Look, you've got all this power, right?

And you've got all this force,

and then you've got this machine between your legs.

- Oh. - And you're just...

- My machine.

- Right on.

- My machine. - Yeah.

- Hey, where's your fast friend?

- You say somethin', man?

- I said, where's your fast friend?

- Hang in there a second, honey.

I like where we're goin'.

What you want him for?

- What are you, his secretary or somethin'?

- Hey, man, I'm a lotta things, and right now I'm curious.

- Relax, I just wanna run.

- Why long John?

- Let's just say I wanna bring home the trophy.

- Oh, well in that case he's right over there.

- You know, I don't even wanna go for a ride anymore.

- You'll wanna go for a ride.

- Feel like another run?

- Who and where? - Me and now.

Where to?

- Let's make it interesting.

Up to the end of the road and back twice.

Right.

- Come on, man, let's show 'em what you got!

Come on!

- Go, baby!

- Come on, boy, you got it. - God almighty, Louie.

Come on, get it together!

- All right. - Just do it.

- We got one, two, three!

- No, no!

Come on!

- No!

No, let go of me!

No, help!

Yeah, come on!

He's late!

Woo hoo!

Woo hoo!

- He's nothin', man, you coulda beat him, man!

- No shot, man. - Where is she?

Where's the chick, huh?

You pigs, let go of me!

- No! - Bitch, get your ass-

- church, man, she went to church with the general.

- Ah, forget the chick, man.

- Hey, get her back.

Oh, shit, now we're gonna...

- Let go of me, you, bastard.

Let go!

- What the hell is goin' on here?

No, please.

- You stupid sons of bitches!

You freaked out!

Freak!

You laid all this down for a hump?

You couldn't wait your turn.

She's dead.

She's dead, man.

- Holy shit, general!

I thought I'd know where these guys were at, man.

I never figured they'd lose their cool like this.

- She's dead. - That's right man.

She's dead!

What are you sayin', man?

Why would I kill her?

- Why?

Maybe you weren't aimin' for the chick, huh?

Maybe you wanted to call the guy that was doin' her, huh?

You got lost in the dark.

Snake!

She took it for me!

You guys tried to stick the general?

Well you blew it, boys.

You blew it.

Oh, yes sirree, you are gonna pay.

Take 'em down to the jail cell.

You boys better start thinkin' about your sins tonight

'cause tomorrow, you start payin' dues.

- Really? - Really, man.

Some guys ain't got no class!

- Hey, hey long.

Hey, I got blood all over me, man.

Look at it, man.

Where'd it come from?

- Come from your nose, your mouth,

every place you caught one.

- Oh, but I, but I dropped a lotta stuff last night.

I think maybe that- - forget it, juice.

It's your blood.

- Why? - Huh?

- Why does it have to be his blood?

All right, man, whose is it?

- Look, long, juicer said it himself.

He dropped a lotta acid last night, man.

Now, I don't know, but-

- yeah, well I know.

You don't carry a blade.

Juice don't carry a blade.

I don't carry a blade, right?

So, ain't nobody here knifed that chick, okay?

- Order!

Order!

Everybody off their asses for the judge.

- Woo hoo! - What's happenin', general?

- Settle down!

Dammit, stop!

- This trial is gonna be orderly.

I want plenty of...

I want plenty of...

- Brain? - Decorum, your honor.

- That's right.

Plenty of decorum.

Like with Perry Mason, right?

You understand?

And to see that I get it, axe here is gonna act

as my sergeant-at-arms.

Step outta line and he'll be all over you.

Okay, Mr. Persecutor, are you ready?

- Yes, your honor, the prosecution is ready.

- Mr. Defense.

- Well, now your judgeship, we-

- right, everybody's ready!

Okay bring 'em in.

- I hate you! - Pussy ass piece of shit.

- Now, you boys relax, man.

Old magic here has got a couple tricks up his sleeve.

You know?

- Beautiful.

- Now, the charges.

Look, you guys were invited here by us.

Dragons, you was our guests.

You drank our wine, you smoked our weed.

We treated you like, like brother outlaws should.

So, what happened?

You hassled us.

You messed this up.

You busted up our party.

You spoiled our train.

You tried to burn me!

And you snuffed out my new mama!

- That's bullshit.

- Sorry 'bout that, general.

- We resume.

Brain, now, what happens?

- Your honor, according to legal procedures,

the defenders now enter their plea.

- Your judgeship, my boys here plead guiltier than hell.

- Guilty?

- Good, just what I figured.

Brain, what's the persecution got to say?

- The dragons' case is a simple one.

We all know the facts.

This long John here had horns for the dead hippie chick.

While we were turning her up last night, he freaked.

With the help of angels' monk and juicer,

he tried to assassinate the general.

But they blew it, they killed the chick instead.

There rest the dragons' case.

Straight up and straight down.

- All right, all right..

All right, all right, settle down!

- Silence! - Settle down.

- General, I got somethin' to say.

I know I ain't part of this deal,

but this is ridiculous, man.

Someone's already been hurt-

- shut up, you!

Axe if he opens his mouth again, chop his tongue off!

- General, look-

- axe.

Jury, you heard enough?

- Sure, general, we heard enough.

- What's the verdict?

- Magic already said it, guiltier than hell.

We say lay it on 'em.

Justice will be done.

If you got anything to say, you better run it out now.

- General, I can't figure out what trip you guys are on.

I mean, you say we tried to snuff you,

and got the chick instead.

Man, that don't make any fuckin' sense.

All I did was bust your train.

From where I was, it was my piece of ass she was pullin'.

That blade could've been for me or monk or juice.

Point is you don't know who killed the chick.

I don't know who killed her,

so what's this whole fuckin' number about, man?

We got enough hassles from the heat and the other citizens,

why bum trip each other?

Look all we wanna do is just get on our hogs,

and meet our club and just drop all this shit.

- Very smooth.

Ain't that smooth, boys?

He's smooth all right.

- Look you may be able to hype some fools

with that smooth talk, but this time you messed up, man.

And you've been found out.

- Smooth mouth type.

That's right, general.

You may be crazy, babe, but you ain't stupid.

- Cool it, magic!

I wanna hear it.

- Brain says assassination, he was right.

You was a target, you still are, man.

He said we got plenty of reason to snuff you.

What about axe, huh?

You think he wants to lick your ass?

Well, what about, what about brain?

You think he digs takin' orders

from some stinkin' little turd?

- You trying to lay some paranoia on us, shit head?

You got the wrong club.

If we didn't love the general, we wouldn't ride with him.

- That's right, brain, you tell 'em!

These guys love me!

And that's enough outta you and this trial is over,

and you're guilty!

I sentence you three to a round of games

on the dragon playground.

Let's play!

- Well, that sure didn't work out like I figured.

- Fun and games. - Yeah, only game

we're playin' is gettin' the hell outta here.

- That's right, man.

- Monk, you know where we are?

- Yeah, man, I got a rough idea, I don't know.

- You, juice?

- Geography ain't my thing, man.

- I know we're in California. - Here.

- And maybe a desert, I dunno.

- Okay, okay, okay, look, we're here.

Gas station we first met these assholes

is 18, 20 miles up this dirt road.

Which means San loupe oughta be about 50 miles south,

straight through the desert.

- Now, what does San loupe do for us now?

- Cloud's place is on a San loupe road

about four miles outside of town.

Which means we get our hands on a couple of chops,

we can either 90 back up that road

the dragons know better than we do,

or we can cut straight south through the desert.

Ain't nobody gonna wanna follow us.

- Hey, long, how do we know when we're goin' south?

- Okay, um.

Keep the sun over your right shoulder, all right?

As long as you got a look over your right shoulder

and see the sun, you'll be cool.

- Well, what do you do when the sun goes down?

- Worry about that when it happens.

- You better hope the hogs that we grab got full tanks, man.

They do or they don't, man.

Ain't much choice.

- Want me to go for the scooters?

- The first chance we get.

All right.

- I don't think you boys have seen this town right.

Think I'll show it to you my way.

- Don't get any wise ideas.

Just wait.

- Okay, boys, give 'em the tour.

- Come on, come on! - Get outta here!

Move!

- You boys look a little- - oh, well, well, well.

Hey, you boys look a little dusty.

- Give 'em some water. - No room here, brother.

Aw, I'd sure hate for you boys to fade

- so early in the game. - Right on.

- You gotta help us get outta here.

- Hell, man, they got the rotor to our Van.

Here, drink this.

- Cut the rap, and give 'em the water,

and get the hell outta there!

- Yeah. - Let's go, let's go.

- Get outta here. - What's going on?

- Two fucking days.

No long, no Lucifer.

Ain't that beautiful?

- Don't sweat, rings, they'll be along anytime.

- Oh, don't sweat, my ass.

- What if they got busted? - Yeah.

- Hey man, you're iosin' your cool.

Even if they was to get busted,

why would they drop a dime on us?

- Okay, okay, nobody got busted.

They're all makin' it here right now.

But they did have Lucifer staked out

and maybe they had an ear on his hook.

- Dig, long said three days and that's tomorrow.

- I split tomorrow, bread or no bread.

- Right on.

- Brain?

The teams ready?

- Ready and waitin', general.

- Good, then let's get the boys out on the field

so we can play some chopper Polo.

Okay, okay, here we go boys.

I'm gonna give you the rules now.

Here are the teams, with their mounts and mallets.

And these are the goals.

Axe will defend the desert goal and I will defend

lost cause goal.

You guys are the balls.

Now, the team that gets two of you across their goal,

wins the game!

You dig?

- Okay you ready, axe? - Yeah, I'm ready.

How about to your right!

Goddammit, haul ass!

Woo hoo!

- Okay juice, this is it man.

Go to your left, go to your left!

Man, come on, haul ass, go!

Take off, man!

Go, go, go!

- Monk! - What?

- Come on, man!

Come on!

Come on, come on, come on!

Gimme your hand, gimme your hand, gimme your hand!

That's it!

Dude, grab the bike, head for the desert.

I'll get juice.

- Get him, over here!

Go ahead, you stupid bastard!

Have fun!

Hey, you forgot your canteen!

How 'bout a little peanut butter sandwich for the road?

- Hey, general, ain't we goin' after 'em?

- Don't have to, man.

That scooter's only got a half a tank of gas.

That dude's gonna be double black by night.

- This didn't have to happen. - You're right.

Henry, we gotta get that rotor back.

- Matter of fact, the group moved in,

we should've moved out.

- I'm gonna go see the general.

- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, that mother's gonna look a lot better on my chopper.

Louie after you finish pickin' that scooter clean,

I want you to get some rope.

Follow it to the top of the sluice.

- The sluice? - Yeah, the sluice.

I'm building a kinda rollercoaster.

- A rollercoaster?

Outta sight, man.

- Well don't get your hopes up, stupid.

It ain't gonna be no joyride.

It's kind of a goodbye present for our guests.

- General? - Yeah, what do you want?

- Well, after what's gone down, I think it's best we leave.

- Oh, I dig you want your rotor back.

- Right.

- Well, look man, I'll tell you what.

What's your name?

- Henry. - Henry, right.

Well look, Henry, you're gonna get your rotor back,

tomorrow just before we split.

We're gettin' everything together now.

Tomorrow mornin' we kiss off these freaks,

give ya back your rotor and split.

Look Henry, I hope that's good enough for ya

'cause that's exactly the way it's gonna be.

- Now listen, man, we're- - no, dig this,

Mr. Hippie-ass Henry!

I wasn't askin' ya, I was tellin' ya.

You ain't goin' nowhere until I say so.

Look, Henry, why don't you go and string some beads

or pick some flowers, man?

You know, like do your thing?

Look, Henry, can't you be groovy, man?

- Don't you understand that once a blood starts-

- why, you stupid mother!

Look, Henry, if I feel like drownin' this town

and all you creeps in it in blood, I'll do it.

- Lemme see, lemme see.

There, I ain't no Ben Casey,

but that'll hold you for a while.

- Hey, hey, you see ole monk grab that chopper, man?

He really showed some class.

They couldn't touch him.

He sure had it screwed on.

- Better keep it that way.

- Shit!

Hey, hey!

Hey, look!

Hey, wait!

Hey, look it, come back!

Hey, look here, man.

Hey, hey!

Come over here!

Hey, man, wait!

Come here!

- Where's your machine, fella?

- It's back there dry.

Listen, you got any gas I could have?

- Gee, fella, the only folks I know

who'll give you people something for nothing is welfare.

Carol, are you with welfare?

- Not me, gordie.

- Well, fella, I'm not with welfare either,

so I guess you're just outta luck.

- Look, man, all I want is the gas.

Now, if it's the money you worried about,

I can send that to you later.

- Fella, you people don't have such

good credit ratings, you know.

Maybe we can make a trade.

How 'bout that vest of yours?

It'd make a groovy doormat.

Yeah.

- Hey, wait, hold it.

Wait a minute, maybe I'm being selfish.

That's my hangup, I'm too materialistic.

Maybe we can do business on a service basis.

Let's see.

No, you couldn't do my shoes.

I'm not wearing any.

Hey, Carol.

- Maybe there's something he could do for you.

You could be the first one in your sorority to find out

if that old black magic bit is really true.

It'll only make little holes fella,

but it'll make a lot of 'em.

What do ya say, Carol?

- You know me, gordie, I'll try anything once.

- Sorry, mama, not this once.

You know, chicks like you are always such a letdown.

You know, I bet you moan a lot.

- Hold it, hold it, you son of a bitch!

- What do you want? - I gotta talk to ya.

That's great.

Hey, juice, we gonna get us another hippie sermon.

You guys ever do nothin' but talk?

- Listen, man, you heard me try to talk

to that crazy bastard today in the trial.

Yeah, that's what I mean.

Talk but you don't do nothin'.

Dragons come in here.

You didn't do nothin', and it cost you one of your people.

- You cost us one of our people!

You sayin' I snuffed the chick?

- No, man. - Well, what is it?

- I don't know.

- Yeah, you know, you know.

You can't say it 'cause then you gotta do somethin'.

You ain't got the balls for that.

So, you're just gonna hang back

and let the general do his thing.

Christ, somebody could do your own mother in front of you

and you'd flash 'em the peace sign when they was done.

- Listen, man, I don't expect someone like you

to understand why we prefer talk to violence.

I don't know who murdered Astrid.

I don't even know if that matters now,

but there's been too much blood.

There's been too damn much blood and because of that,

we're gonna help you outta here...

If we can.

- Hey mister, I need some water.

- Of course, here.

- Do it again, man. - Sure.

Did your camper... later, man.

Hey, get in.

- What do you mean get in?

- Look, I'm gonna borrow your camper.

Are you comin' or you stayin'?

- What the hell you talking about?

- Come on.

J“ here's a little sugar cube for you j“

j“ it makes ya loose j“

j“ it makes ya nice j'

j“ and you'll be flyin' high and dreamin' tonight j“

j“ do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do j“

- Ah, it's about time.

I didn't think, you'd ever get here.

- Oh wow. - Wait, pussy cake.

Aren't you gonna give us our dessert now

or come back in a little while?

- Dinner's all I serve.

Hey, hey is that food?

Hey, how 'bout somethin' for us?

- Sure, wait'll I finish here.

I got somethin' for ya.

- Vicki, how'd it go?

- Oh, really smooth.

I served it about 15 minutes ago.

- Fantastic.

What about the other stuff?

- The bonfire, booze, weed.

It's all happenin'.

- Great, let's just hope these cats are ready for a party.

- That's good.

That's good.

Nobody does it like you do, baby.

A little harder.

A little harder, get the iron, baby.

Like this?

- Ooh, ooh, that's the number, baby.

Ooh, that is good.

Oh, clean, that's beautiful.

That's beautiful.

Now, you go get yourself iookin' that good

and I'll be back in a flash to take you both for a ride.

- Here, man, have a beer.

No, man, you keep it.

J“ late in the night when the feels are so right j“

j“ there's no sleeping j”

j“ late in the night j“

J“ see lightning standing at your door j“

- How are the guests, Louie?

- Safe in their cage, general.

- Resting comfortably, I assume?

- Right.

- Be back in a minute, Louie, I gotta drain the main.

Hi, boys.

- What do you want?

- I come to give you the good news.

We're all ieavin' here tomorrow mornin'.

Us, the flower freaks, even you guys.

- And I came to thank you. - For what?

- Mainly for your headlight, and your carburetor,

and you too, punk, for your tank.

- Blow it out your ass.

- No, no, no, no compliments, no compliments.

You save those for tomorrow mornin'

just before you shove off.

Well, Louie, it looks like there's gonna be a party tonight.

I don't care how good it looks to you and crab,

I want you to stay put, understand?

- Right.

Right, teacher.

I'll tell crab as soon as he gets back.

I'll tell him exactly what you said

'cause I'm in charge now, right?

- Man, man, man, I must've done that 10,000 times.

- Crab, crab, crab! - But it was never anything-

- the teacher told me to tell you-

- Did you ever go outside to take a leak?

- Crab! - You're gonna find it-

- now, you stop!

Crab, you're not payin' attention to me.

- Now, Louie, I gotta tell you somethin', man.

- Crab, you gotta pay attention to me!

I'm the miner now and you gotta-

Now, that's better.

Now, the teacher told me to tell you

that we can't go to the party tonight no matter what.

- Shit, we better get 'em to unlock this thing

before they waste each other.

We've gotta stay here and do our work.

- Hey, Louie?

Louis?

- No talking.

No talking in class.

Hey, Louis, listen up.

- Oh, it must be those bad kids

the teacher put in the cloak room.

- No, no, oh, no, man, we ain't in the cloak room.

We're in the supply closet gettin' the crayons

for the teach.

- Crayons?

The teacher?

Yeah, that's right.

Yeah, sure, we're gonna do the drawin' next.

- Drawing?

Ooh the crayon.

Those green ones.

And those blue ones.

Wow, those yellow ones.

- Yeah, see, Louis, we got kind of a problem.

So, we got in, we got in here,

and now we can't open the door again.

So, you're gonna have to come and let us out.

- Why?

- Well, 'cause the whole class is waitin' on the crayons.

Now, hurry up, Louis or our teacher's

gonna get real mad at you.

- Why?

'Cause the whole class

is waitin' on the crayons.

- Oh.

Okay.

- That's good Louis, good.

You just bring that key over here.

- Yeah, the key.

Right on.

Who's in that truck?

Hey, what's happenin', monk?

- What happenin', man? - Dragons, man.

They're holdin' long John and juicer out there

in the dessert in a ghost town.

We gotta haul ass back out there and get 'em.

What was that?

Where's long?

Where's juice?

Woo, woo, woo!

- Come on, do it, do it, do it.

Yeah!

- Gimme some. - J“ never ever go away j“

j way down the road is a muse j

j and a muse that'll rock you j“

- Lighten up, come on now.

- Uh huh.

Drop another one, man.

Gimme some of that wine.

Hey, Vicki, Vicki, you want a hit?

Ooh, baby.

- You guys in here? - Yeah, get in here.

What about the wheels?

- No luck, man.

They're all chained or they're outside

where everybody can see 'em.

- The Van? - General's got the rotor.

- Shit.

- Why do we have to split anyway, man?

The hell you mean why?

- Well, I mean if the general was gonna cut out

in the mornin', man, I mean like maybe we could hole up.

- I don't know where there's any places

where you guys can hide.

- Be cool, be cool, man.

I don't like the idea of hangin' around here

anymore than you do.

Juicer's got a point.

Ain't no time to get nowhere between now and the mornin'.

- Any of these places got a cellar, man?

- Nope, no cellars.

- Wait a minute, wait a minute,

this place used to be mining town.

- Yeah, yeah, but the mine caved in about 50 years ago.

That's what killed the town.

- Ain't there a shaft? - No shaft.

They're all collapsed.

There's nothin' there but that sluice.

- Where are ya? - Come on over here.

Bitch.

- Wait, the belfry. - Huh?

- Yeah, the belfry, I shoulda thought of that.

Nobody goes up there.

Ooh, baby.

Woo!

- Oh, baby. - I know it.

Oh, baby, baby, can you help do that?

I love it.

- Get loose, ladies.

Look, man.

Lemme see that.

- That's the way, magic.

Now don't freak out, man.

- Do it to it, ladies. - Shake that ass.

Bring it here, baby.

Bring it here to fuck.

- Hey, we're gonna need a couple things.

What?

- See if you can get a blanket.

- And a coke and a joint.

- Yeah that's right, coke and a joint, yeah.

Somethin' clean to bandage his hand with,

a pack of matches and see if you can get a lantern.

Make sure she's full.

- A lantern?

Man, they'll see the light.

- I'll keep it covered.

- Look if they see the light, man.

- Hey, Henry, Henry, Henry, it'll be cool.

Be cool, man.

Just go and get that shit, okay?

- Okay. - Right.

Screw the heat, we don't stop for nobody.

Forget it, there's too many of 'em.

- Ooh shit.

Louie, crab!

You stupid sons of...

- Hey, hey, man, I dunno- - you dumb bastards.

Crab, Louie, c'mon, get up!

Crab, Louie, dumb bastards!

Hey, you don't know what happened to me!

Wait until ya... I'll kill 'em!

- General, general! - Brain, brain!

I'll kill 'em!

Brain!

Brain!

Brain!

Brain!

Stupid sons of bitches!

- Hey general, hold it.

- Wait a second. - Hey, I'm gonna leave.

- General, wait! - Wait!

- Hey, general, wait a second. - That so?

- Can't you do anything? - Outta my way.

I don't know, man, someone helped 'em.

- What's goin' on down there?

- General just flashed we checked out early.

You let 'em get away.

What's the matter with you guys anyway?

- Now what? - Sit tight.

- General, wait a sec. - How's the hand?

- What happened, man? - It's killin' me, man.

- Somebody spiked it. - They really messed it up.

General, we don't know!

- I'm gonna kill 'em! - Hey, what's that for?

- I'll kill 'em! - I ain't sure yet.

Go get that hippie chick that served the food.

Go on!

Dumb bastards.

- We hit that town, just whoop ass.

- Right on.

Well, let's get it on!

- Let's do it.

- To save yourself an ass stompin' fucker,

which one of your chicks fixed the food last night?

You asked for it.

Get her!

- No!

Let go.

No, let me go.

- Hold it, you three.

Back off.

- Stop!

- It's about to hit the fan.

- Better tell me where those bastards are

or I'll tear you apart.

- No!

- No! - You talk!

Where are they?

- You better talk, baby. - No!

Oh okay.

We'll get you to talk.

You ain't gonna like this at all.

- No!

Hey, sister, come on.

I'm gonna be good to you.

- I ain't gonna hurt you. - Lemme go.

Henry, Henry!

- Hot.

- Henry!

- I hope you're a lot tougher than you look.

- Henry!

Henry!

No.

- No! - General!

- Cut that engine!

Lay off her!

We're comin' out.

- Where are ya?

Hey, well, hello, boys!

How are ya?

Oh we're just overjoyed about seein' ya again.

Ain't we, boys?

Just like a couple of lost sheep.

Welcome back, boys!

Now you didn't figure we'd split without saying goodbye

now did ya, huh?

We wouldn't do a thing like that, would we boys?

- Hell, no! - Oh no.

- Not ever!

Hey, you, drop that mother torch.

Drop it.

Lose it!

Any one of you move, this lantern and this cocktail

go right in the middle of them chops.

Juice, get the rotor.

Henry, you take that rotor and start the Van.

- Watch it, watch out!

All right, come on.

Let's get these guys up to the sluice.

- Hold it!

It's all over.

No more orders.

You mess us up every time we turn around.

You shot your wad, general.

You don't lead anymore.

I'm takin' over, now!

Well, well, well, good old axe.

I never figured you had the stuff, but you know the rules.

You want this hat?

You're gonna have to carve me out of it.

But first I'm gonna finish this.

I always finish what I start.

- I'll be right here.

- All right, what are you waitin' for?

Get these guys up to the sluice.

- Listen to you!

- Man, you're insane. - Him too.

- You stay away from me.

I don't wanna hurt anybody.

General, you gotta listen to me.

You can't do this thing.

- Oh, yeah, axe, this little creep swiped your knife, man.

This is yours, isn't it?

- Where'd you get that knife?

Out!

- Astrid. - You mean the dead chick?

- Is that the knife that stuck her?

- Yeah, that's the knife.

- You wanted it?

You got it!

- Let's get the fuck outta here, man.

We're gonna get wiped out.

- Come on, Henry. - Wait.

Woo hoo.

- Kill the mothers! - We should go now.

- Come on, man, let's get outta here!

C'mon, man, let's go.

- We gotta get these guys up to the sluice.

- I'm splittin', man, I'm makin' it.

- Let's go!

- Woo, woo! - Ya hoo!

- Lemme off, lemme off, man.

You in the hat!

- We gotta leave him, general!

- Please, baby. - Get outta here.

- We gotta get outta here! - Go on.

I gotta finish this.

I'll finish this myself.

J rollin' down the road again j“

j it's good to feel the wind and stand another day j

J over in the old town j

j crazy boy is laying on the ground j

j he lost his way j

j let this break you, he will say j

j rollin' hell, that's the only way j

j ever thought of bein' good j

j mama says I'm just a rolling one j

j ooh being mean is nothing new j

j why's it always up to you j

j to show your hand j

j soon you'll make Montana j

j where you're goin' to be the top banana j

j until you leave again j

j let him have his fucking way j

j yeah, baby j

j he'll never have another saving day j