Original subtitles

(Screams)

Los! Los!

Put her with the others.

(Screams)

(Crying)

Please don't kill them

Was?!

Who in FUCK said that?!

Was?!

It was you.

(Groaning)

Don't kill them.

Well...

I don't know about you but...

that sounded rather like...

an order.

Come on!

Put them in the chamber!

(Door Slams)

(Chuckles)

(Machine Whirling Up)

Oh!

Watch this!

It's always my Favourite bit.

(Maniacal Sniggering)

(Yelps)

(Screams)

Nicole!

(Screams)

Nein!

Nicole!

Let her go!

Nicole!

(Screams)

(Whimpering)

(Zombie Snarls)

Do you still want us not to kill the children?

Do something

they are nearly upon us.

(Zombie snarls)

What?!

Kill me

Kill me

Kill me

(Laughs)

Ok.

You two

with me!

Men!

Kill the children.

You may laugh now

But there is a man

A legend

He will tear you apart from your anus to your sack

A man born with balls so big they thought it was twins

He's capable of bringing down your precious Reich with one smush of his fist.

The man.

The legend.

DICK DYNAMITE.

Isla flee!

Raus!

Fuck off!

You killed my men!

Now

I fuck you!

Go ahead Americunt!

Make

mein tag!

Tag

you're it!

It's excelent weather for dying

Or not to die

You...

you can't do this!

We're Americans!

We Americans take no shit!

and if you think you're gonna get away with this...

Guards!

You're wrong!

Isla: Shoot this pig shit swine!

(Maniacal laughter)

Look at them all lined up like that.

I guess that's why they call it...

death row.

hahahaaa

You Germans aren't known for your sense of humor.

My jokes however

are perfectly executed.

Sorry about what happened to your boyfriend...

He had a na(sty headache)

What's the matter Neilson...

Your wife not washed your pants since Manchuria?

That was a long time ago Dick

and if it wasn't for me

you'd still be pig-deep in ballshit

from the Kwantung.

Still beats being a room mate of baldy here.

His farts could be bottled and sold as a weapon to the Nazi's.

Well it's good to see you've still got a sense of humor Dick.

Even the night before your execution.

Since when did killing Germans become a crime?

That and a fuck tonne of other shit

PROCTOR!

The mutilation of Joseph Mengele's genitals.

Three counts of unnecessary and ultra-violent torture. In one instance...

sewing a certain Colonel Wagners rectum shut...

and feeding him his own guard dogs.

Dick

we are offering you the deal of a lifetime.

We're gonna send you on a death-defying mission

that's going to overture your court martial.

Needless to say

this conversation never happened...

and if you make it back from said mission

Your record will be wiped clean and there will be no more catalog of these heinous crimes.

Isn't that right Dr. Proctor?

Well I have no recollections of any such events ever having taken place.

(THUD!)

Personally Dick...

I'd like to thank you.

I think your actions are quite commendable.

The sheer...

volume of your fatalities

it does wonders for our troops moral.

If it were up to me

I'd give you a fucking medal.

And what if I say no?

It's a death sentence either way.

Oh and uh...

Dick

If you get to split Eva Braun in two...

Just promise me a sniff of your fingers.

What about me?!?

I landed behind enemy lines

without a parachute.

That mother fucker can't even fight sleep.

Smell my fingers mother fucker.

I already fucked Eva Braun.

EAT SHIT!!!

Dick Dynamite

I'm agent Steele.

Sheesh that's a hell of a handshake.

This here

is officer Wakoffski.

It's Wakowski.

If you don't mind gentlemen time is of the fucking essence.

Pardon my French.

Our intelligence team recently intercepted this film canister.

Many people died to bring us this.

What you're seeing here is the Nazis top secret blueprints

for what we are calling - the Uber Bomber.

Also known as...

We believe the Nazis are constructing the biggest jet propelled plane

the world has ever seen.

Capable of flying long range distances

the Uber Bomber can easily make it to the East Coast

and is carrying a payload capable

of flattening Manhattan.

Due to an increase in enemy activity just a few miles from here

British intelligence indicates that the enemy bomber

is being constructed along the Austrian/German border

where we will drop you and your team.

Unfortunately we can make our move until we have solid proof.

That's why we are sending in you and your team comprising of...

First up, the Alabama arsonist - Napalm Jeff.

Next up The loud arse mouth-piece that is Franky Jenetti, also know as 'Brooklyn.

son of the notorious prohibition gangster Vinnie Jenetti

he picked up his skills with a Tommy Gun at the age of six

Ruthlessly mowing down in cold blood the con artist known as Garry Crease.

Then we've got Tam 'The Bam' Tamson, the mad Scots Brigadier.

A vile rat of a man who specializes in torture tactics.

Although one whiff of his breath is usually enough to do the job.

Next up

Doctor Raymond Kirby

also known as 'Doc'.

Doc won a Victoria cross for stapling Prince Edwards foreskin

back on during the battle of Somme.

Next up...

Lucas from Tucas.

Mad as an otter but put a knife in his hands and he thinks he's Leonardo Da-fuckin' Vinci.

and lastly...

Mother-Fucker.

Despite having a high IQ of over 165 he possesses two words in his vocabulary.

'Mother'...

and 'fucker'.

Dick Dynamite... you and your dirty-half-a-dozen are gonna escort Wakoffski to the site

to get concrete evidence of the bomber and back again

before you can say Adolf's your auntie.

At oh-eight hundred hours, we're going to drop you sausage-side

where you are to liase with British agent

and defer all command to him.

The project is being overseen by a one 'Maximillion Stacker'

When it comes to unusurped violence - he is Hitlers right hand man

almost acting like his own personal Rottweiler.

That was the good news...

NOW

Listen up for the bad news

Get this

we believe that tomorrow...

is gonna be dick-day

If you don't already know there is a rogue group of German snipers

already operating in that area

referring to themselves

as 'The Black Wolf'.

These sick bastards collect body parts as trophies

and swap cigarettes as part of the sick competition.

Every day of the week...

they target a different limb

Last time

we had over 16 casualties in the area

All of them died as a result of their pain inflicted penises.

What a way to go.

The group are lead by the most dangerous sniper in Europe - known as 'Mutti'.

During a stand off with one of our top commandos

he managed a one in a million shot

straight through the snipers barrel

exploding the snipers round burning off his flesh.

ladies & gentlemen, that concludes our mission briefing.

Now let's start a war!

In English please?

Aufweidersen pet.

Step right up, step right up ladies and genitals

and place your fucking bets right here!

You fuckin' ugly mooleys.

Can I owe you 30 bucks?' Brooklyn?

Make it sixty with a signed naked picture of Rita Hayworth

and you got yourself a fuckin deal, Fucko.

(Hustling crowd chatter)

Every fucking time!

Up next, what we got, is this fine specimen of a man.

This is Jimmy Johnson.

Come on!

Get in close with the right!

Ok in his spare time Jimmy here

He likes to milk cows.

And the horses

(Laughter)

Sick fuckin' bastard.

He's an animal lover what can I say!?

Jimmy Johnson everybody!

(Crowd Cheering)

I'll kick his fucking ass if you can't do it.

Get that Nazi scum bastard.

Come on! Get his ass! Come on!

Yes!

Get this mother fucker!

(Crowd booing)

I hate fucking Nazis!

Whats up Doc?

Me Dick...

been up for four days straight on some Nazi crank we pulled off some dead soldiers

shits getting a little weird.

Whats the sit rep down here?

Well Brookylns got dollar eyes for signs

he's found some Aryan-Ape that ain't gonna do down easy.

We'll see about that.

Nobody fucks with Dick Dynamite.

Quit your fuckin' hollering.

Up next, the next fighter to enter the....

oh shit.

Fuck him up let's go let's go let's go!

Pound his fuckin' ass!

Yeah!

Stick your dick in his fuckin' ass!

Rip his face off!

Smash that fuckin' Nazi cunt!

You mother fucker!

You cock sucker!

My mother hits harder than that!

(Crowd Boos)

C'mon bitch.

Please.

(Crowd cheering)

Ok

Ok

for fuck sake.

Fuck you!

Alright

just one fucking minute.

I knew you were gonna fucking win

I fucking knew it!

Gear up, we move out at oh six hundred.

Fuck!

Fuck you!

That will be five bucks

for a picture of my Mumma.

Go fuck yourself!

Go fuck yourself!

(Siren)

(indistinct chatter and hilarity)

(indistinct radio chatter)

(indistinct chatter)

That's right Doc!

you find me one of those aryan dames...

I'm gonna spray ya with so many bullet holes

and FUCK EM!

and my man juice comes flying out them bullet holes.

Never mind bullet holes

your dick ain't big enough to fuck her ear holes.

(Everyone laughs)

Oh you laugh now

wait till later

all you mother fuckers be sayin

"Oh Lucus from Tucus

let me get some of that action

we want them bullet holes too!".

(Laughter)

Don't you worry Wakoffski

we'll be finished with her real quick.

and then

you'll be able to

(POP)

pop that cherry of yours

while she's still nice and fuckin warm.

That's

mighty fine of you fellas to offer, but...

no thank you

I will... not be partaking in any such activities.

THE FUCK YOU SAY FOUR EYES?

sayin' our sloppy seconds ain't good enough for you?

That's right book worm

you'll fuck a guard dog if we tell you.

Even if it means pushing your pimply little white ass.

Ladies!

knock off this macho bullshit!

and prepare for jump!

For your information

I popped my cherry back in sophomore.

MAYDAY!

MAYDAY!

Shitbird Express going down

repeat

going down.

Brace for impact, we're going to crash land!

Doc!

Give me a head count...

NOW!

I think he's a goner.

TAM!

TAM!

He's done for Dick

we need to lickity split the sack

NOW!

We'll have to make a run for it.

Fucker.

Come on

let's go!

Hault!

So...

the Schotlander has been shot.

Tell me!

Is it true what they say about you people?

You know!

That you don't wear any...

unterhosen.

This is something which has fascinated me for years.

SCHEISS GRANATE!

I thought the other guy was Dick Dynamite haha.

(Explosion)

Tell me the good news Herr Sturmitz.

There will not be one brain left in Europe to work for us.

In order to have the island fully operational within the week

We have had to draught in the help of a certain Mikhail Leznik.

What have I told you about working with Russian defectors?

The smell is unbearable.

I can smell the rotten potato from here.

BUT SIR!

Who is this Fotze.

Colonel Shtacker this is Professor Mikhail Leznik.

I am the genius behind

the vile and cruel experiments

that will cause even your fecal matter to curdle.

I'm shitzen in my hosen...

Mikhail.

Even though the Russian technology is superior to the German war machine.

Together we can make positive, for bringing death to the U.S of America, a reality.

For someone who proclaims to have such superiority in the field of technology

I wonder why you people simply over look personal hygiene.

And your breath...

(Sniffs)

As if you were

sucking the cock of Stalin

and forgot to brush your teeth.

This I find amusing

Not so much.

REJOICE!

and crack out the vodka

and say

dosvidaniya!

You're mistaken

dosvidaniya means goodbye.

In Deutschland we say

auf wiedersehen.

Now...

Now this...

I find very amusing.

(Chuckles)

(Maniacal laughter)

Find me a reliable scientist

it is not exactly rocket surgery.

(Sneezes)

YOU KEEP THAT SHIT UP GOOSIN US

I'LL THROW IN THE FRONT LINE SCREAMIN

JUDEN!

JUDEN!

JUDEN!

FUCKIN ASS WIPE!

Uh jeez

I...

I'm so sorry..

it's...

it's my allergies

I...

I really gotta watch my hygiene.

What you know about hygiene?

Tell me this

How come

the more you wash the tip of your dick

The worst it smells

You tell me that Mr Smarty Pants.

The more you wash the tip of your dick the worse it smells?...

what?

See you don't know shit for brains.

Most important mission yet, they said.

Take some pictures, they said.

Yeah...

escorted by a walking bicep

bunch of

backwards

red neck

Retards!

What's going on?

Mother

fucker!

YOU ASSHOLES!

YOU JUST SHOT A LITTLE GIRL!

Murdering bastards...

She was a defenceless child.

I don't know if you noticed from back fucking there

but up here!

she was like a wild fucking dog

and she needed put down.

What would Cairnie think now huh?

You want me to take a picture

of this?

Barbarians...

The whole lot of you.

You're just a bunch of friggin...

(Yelp)

(Yelp)

(Yelp)

Kill it...

Kill it with what ever you got!

We must've put enough lead in her to take down a fuckin' elephant.

And yet a single shot to the head was all it took to take her down.

LUCAS!

WAKOFFSKI

FULL PARTY SWEEP OF THE AREA.

see if there's any more of them.

Buckle up sweetheart.

What the hell are they?

(Sniff sniff)

Come, come, hurry up and get on with it.

Colonel Shtacker has insisted

that I witness some sort of vulgar display of power

hmm

Meine Damen

bitte.

What?

What is this?

Colonel Shtacker will have your garners for guts.

It was Shtacker himself

who sent you to us.

NOW!

HOLD STILL!

But should you flinch

then

you are in for a shit fuck world of pain.

NOW!

THE SERUM!

Steady yourself child.

brace yourself.

Now Stefan...

We just fucking wait.

But what if the experiment does not go as planned?

Then we ditch the bitches body

and the old spunk bugger Schtacker

never needs to fucking know.

Need...

To know...

What?

Wilhelm.

You will need to know...

how quickly we can turn around this

Fresh batch of serum.

According to my calculations...

oh...

in about

5

4

3

2

1

0

(Screams)

(Chuckles)

You were saying?

Scientifically

we are on the verge

of a real break through here

if you would just allow more time

for equipment

checks...

Few...

Dr Arbietz

You are now in command

see that it is ready for human consumption by...

This time tomorrow.

Do not...

Fail me.

As you wish

Colonel Shtacker.

Report to my office

Both of you.

(Maniacal laughter)

You go round the building here

Just watch out for... (Wolf Whistle)

Pardon me boys

so rude of me to interrupt.

So you must be the British prick that Eagle told us about.

The name's Dalton

Dash Dalton.

I heard of you

You're responsible for the deaths of hundreds of innocents civilians in India

Yes. It's true.

Carry on like that out the Kyber,

might finally put some hairs on your tiny bollocks ho ho ho ho ho.

Let's say we take a knee

and discuss le plan of action.

Right...

well at nineteen hundred hours

that's 7 o'clock yankee time

I'm going to need some help

to infiltrate and go undercover

to some swanky time bar.

Is he for real?

Rumour has it that it will be full of floosies and big bollock Nazi SS officers.

Once inside, we'll hopefully get in touch with our secret contact.

Then... we will receive the where abouts of the manufacturing plant

that's housing the America bomber.

Sure...

Sounds simple

Waltz into a circle jerk of top brass krauts

receive our tip off, and go totally unnoticed

That's the spirit, Dick.

That's the spirit, Dick. (DOOF)

A sense of humour as well as a sense of adventure.

You know what old Dash Dalton says at a time like this?

LET'S KILL SOME JERRYS

AND SHAG SOME BIRDS

HIYAAAA!!!!

Dash...

Hat.

Bastard.

Ahh...

I do beg you pardon.

hmm.

no

Christ.

A Nazi party

My Favourite.

I think I see our contact

I'd recognise her anywhere.

I'd recognise that derriere anywhere.

I think I found the floosie

I'll just say that password.

(hmmf)

(Complains in German)

That's some password.

Go rest your thumbs at the bar

I'll scout for little Miss butter arse.

Tonic wine

On the rocks.

Bonsoir mon amour.

Excuse moi.

Jennings, meet Dick.

If this insufferable tit doesn't get us all killed

I'll kill him myself.

Look lady

We just need one thing.

The location of that bomber.

Good luck with that...

the only one who knows where that is, is that twat stain over there

Maximillion Schtacker.

Schtacker?

The most dangerous man in the Reich.

Put your practice to good use

and you can suck it out of his cock.

I should shoot you right now.

(Scoffs)

What I want you to do

is slip him this drink.

That will get him talking.

What the blazes is that?

Nazi crank

You'll have to shoot him to shut him up.

Wow.

Bottoms up.

Bastard.

Don't mind if I do.

Bollocks!

big black bollocks.

The ghoulish git's Rogered things up.

Why don't you come upstairs and tell me all about it.

hmmmm

Excuse me

I have to go expel urine from my bladder.

Remember dear Richard

two shakes is more than a wank.

(Chuckles)

You dirty bastard.

Gentlemen.

Piss...

Piss on a stinking shit.

(indistinct chatter)

Can I help you?

I'm just checking you're not Jewish.

Well I hope I passed your penis inspection.

Don't!

Forget to wash your hands.

Fuck

The great plague was a direct result of poor hygiene.

Remind me of your name one more time

because...

I don't recall seeing you

on the guest lists.

The name's Dynamite.

huh?

Dick Dynamite.

Come my dear.

We have much to talk about.

Is that so?

and...

what would you like to talk about?

Now that I think about it...

I should just like to cock-fuck your mouth.

Oh...

My favourite.

You know...

This tastes a little like...

Come here my little Schonheiten.

Ahhh that's it, next time I see Jennings I'm going to confess my fucking love to her.

Oh I love you.

I don't recall you liking seafood.

Dash, he's upstairs, I think he's ready to talk.

It will take a real man to finish the job

please extract the information.

For you dear

I'd do anything.

For Queen and for Country.

Out of my way

nincompoop!

Right you bastard.

Don't lose your head.

(German demanding)

What seems to be the problem?

This woman is accused of being a spy.

If this woman is a spy, then I'm Laurel and Hardy.

Let me see your papers.

Let me see, my papers are right...

Here!

(Sceams)

You pair of plonkers have cocked up my cover.

You'll have to take me with you.

Well...

You did promis to kill Dalton.

Nazi bastard, I wanted to do that for years.

My heart bleeds.

So does his.

Did you get the information?

Yes, of course I've got it...

I know where the bloody well bomber is!

Come on

let's go.

What happened to Schtacker?

He tapped out.

Christ.

(complains in German)

Sturmnitz?

DYNAMITE!

Well?

Security is tighter than a bulls arse during fly season.

You guys sit tight.

I will find another way to flush them out.

Roger that.

(Radio chatter)

Mother

Fucker.

Never mind the bloody well pictures

we can not let that thing get airbourne

Now come on everyone, let's go.

Little bastard.

Come on!

Come on little man

You done fuck with the big boys now.

Yes...

COME ON!

(German shouting)

(screaming)

Bastard!

(German Radio communications) "Deiter come in Deiter"

Deiter

HEY!

(screams)

Shoot him!

Nein.

Shoot them all.

(Alarm sounding)

(Alarm stops)

(screaming)

Come on

the coast is clear.

Ouch.

Thanks for killing twirly stick man.

The pleasure is all mine.

Fucking do it.

If it's breakfast and a blowy you're looking for,

you can see one of your rim sniffing colleagues for that.

I could do with a full English.

Yeah, well you can see your pal Dalton for that.

(German Radio chatter)

Jeff!

take point

an explosion that size...

the payload may not have detonated

(Whistles)

I believe I found us a quick way outta here.

That's a U.S truck

how did they get that?

They just whacked the driver.

Give me that before you get someone killed.

What am I suppose to do?

Blind them to death with my camera flash?

Take this

it's a purse.

Ok here's what we do.

Split the team in two

and we'll flank them.

But first we need a diversion.

I think I might of just found one my little cock-a-leekie.

That fellow must have glands of pure steel.

What the fuck?

(German shouting)

ahh

My favourite.

Give it here!

We lost a lot of good fucking men on this bastarding mission.

Here's to Doc

and Tam the Bam...

and now Tucas

(German shouting)

(German radio communication)

(German radio communication)

Who are you waving at?

Those nice gentlemen on the motorbikes, look.

They're not on our side are they?

Right you...

Ohhh

Hello my lovely, ho haw haw.

Piss off puss face.

Aim for the bike, not the rider.

Wooo!

Yeah!

Yeah!

Fuck you asshole.

Don't pat your flaps just yet boys

there's more of the bastards.

Where?

There!

Argh!

Stop the truck!

Come on!

What are you doing?

Come on Wakowski!

(Yelps)

GO!

GO!

Are you ok?

Hey Sarge uh

you still got that uh

that big gun?

You mean this one?

oh

It's not as big as his.

As who's?

That guy.

OH FUCK!

Right you

OH!

Bastard.

This is as far as we go tit shits.

LYRICS: ♪ you're gonna die ♪

♪ everybody's gonna die ♪

♪ can't you realize ♪

♪ that you're gonna die ♪

♪ YOU'RE ♪

♪ YOU'RE ♪

♪ YOU'RE GONNA DIE ♪

♪ EVERYBODY ♪

♪ EVERYBODY'S GONNA DIE ♪

♪ You're gonna die ♪

(Snarling)

Mother

fucker!

No

no

no

no

no

The chemical infection has no effect on the body at all...

The brain however

They go down quicker than a Tayside trollop.

Oh Christ, that's a doozy.

I'm afraid the bite's too close to the main artery

it's going to increase the spread of the infection.

The fuck are they?

Vampires?

This is just a mere side effect of the weapon onboard that bomber.

Seem to know a hell of a lot more than you are telling us asshole.

That's why the British government's so interested in this.

We can steal this technology and use it against them.

If we knew what kind of twisted bullshit you were up to

I would of told you where to shove your mission.

Bloody Yankees have never won a war on your own...

(High pitched squealing)

ohhhhh

ohhh oh ohhhhh

ohhh ohhhhh

(grunting and snarling)

You're one

Ugly...

Mother

Fucker!

Come!

Herr Dynamite

surrender

You are not only out numbered

but out gunned

Throw down your weapons

and we will treat your with the respect

such a worthy adversary deserves.

What the fuck?

He can't be fucking serious

Dick don't do it.

Surrender?

Sounds like a great idea.

Fuck!

SO WHICH ONE OF YOU CUNTS SHOT DOWN MY BOMBER?

Well...

It was a rhetorical question you complete Kartofel Fotze.

You complete arschlechs

Foiled the biggest attack ever to hit the shores of America

Thanks to you bunch of complete fuck-shits

we were able to...

retrieve this little baby...

from the wreckage.

It is...

Die Heilung

the bargaining chip I need to turn the course of this war

in my favour.

Unless you plan to stick that up my ass...

do your worst.

perhaps later.

(German chatter)

What do you think they're doing to Dick and the chick?

Knowing Dick, he's probably putting his dick in a chick.

If one were to hazard a guess, I'd say...

in a similar predicament to ourselves...

in other words...

up a paddle without a creek.

DICK!

DICK!

DICK!

DICK!

DICK!

Where are we?

Those Nazi tosspots seem to have brought us to some old church.

Well...

if it isn't Nosferatu

Funny you should say that Dick Dynamite

for there will be some blood

about to be spilt.

What have you done with my men?

At this precise moment

your pitiful band of rebels are about to be executed.

(German Chatter)

How about me and you go right now?

Toe to fuckin' Toe

Man to man right here right fucking now.

How about you put the fuckin' gun down.

Ow!

You...

motherfucker!

Nazi fucking prick!

Any last words?

These are my last words.

I take comfort that this bullet will not harm an innocent man woman or child.

God bless my family.

God bless my enemy.

God bless America.

Full stop.

Another one bites down on the dust.

You see...

aside from you...

(Gun shots)

And so...

I shall leave you

in the very capable hands

of

Fahig.

Before we say our final farewells

I should like to leave you

a special

goodbye.

Promise

I'll kill you!

(Laughter)

Come on then

do your worst.

Don't you fucking touch her.

No

(whimpering)

(Whimpering)

NO!

NO!

NO!

(Screams)

NO!

(Screams)

NO!

(Screams)

JENNINGS!

JENNINGS!

NO!

(Screams)

NO!

(Screams)

(Maniacal Laughter)

(Laughter)

He is merely a child!

(Screams)

MASTER!

(Laughter)

(Moaning in pain)

(Maniacal Laughter)

Ahhh

Herr Dynamite

so glad you could join us

you're just in time to witness

the awesome power

of die Heilung.

Who would've thought that the

introduction of a chemical

so volatile

would have rendered one under it's control

so much more...

(Laughs)

controllable.

After all

what use is a soldier

who does not recognise his superiors.

Now...

my child

Kill Dick Dynamite!

Bravo!

Herr Dynamite...

Bravo!

You have just killed

an innocent child

in the eyes

of God.

(Laughter)

Told you I'd kill you.

With a touch of flair.

Halt

you will not touch Herr Dynamite

until I give the command.

Shtacker

tonight...

one of us dies.

Arschgeige!

What do you think this is?

some kind of movie!

In real life

the bad guy

always wins!

You bible bashing Nazi son of a BITCH!

What's the difference

between Dick Dynamite

and a Russian whore?

About twenty bucks.

You can get one extra finger

in Dick.

Prost!

Let's kill this Fotze once and for alles.

Folgen Mir!

Time...

to die.

You doing alright there Sarge?

Thanks Brooklyn.

Uh uh baby

you ain't got me to thank

Wakowski here...

well his balls just fucking dropped.

You should of seen him

he went bat shit crazy

he went bat shit crazy No

he went bat shit crazy

Grrrr

he went ball shit fuckin crazy.

he went ball shit fuckin crazy. GET YOUR FUCKIN HANDS OF MY CAMERA YOU NAZI FUCK!

GET YOUR FUCKIN HANDS OF MY CAMERA YOU NAZI FUCK!

(Screams)

FUCK YOU!

YOU NAZI FUCK!

YOU WANT SOME TOO?

YOU SHOULDN'T OF FUCKED WITH ME

YOU SHOULDN'T OF FUCKED WITH MEE!

What do we do now?

There's too many of those fuckin' zombie creeps

we gotta go

NOW!

They pushed this fuckin' peckerwood too fuckin' far

and what they got was a wild fuckin' animal.

I love this fucking new fucking guy.

Listen Dick!

we gotta get the fuck outta here.

(Monk Master moans)

Come on Dick

it's time to go

go

GO!

Save your voice Master.

Those huns have been stockpiling munitions...

Weapons

in our basement

they have enough ordnance

to stop a small army...

Dick Dynamite.

Make sure you...

Come on Dick...

it's time to go.

Our father

who art in Heaven

Hallowed be thy name

Please see that your hand guides Dick Dynamite

on his path of righteous retribution

upon his crusade against these

Unholy

abominations

and the masters who created them.

May he never be overcome by evil

but be a force for good.

And Lord...

Punish those

BASTARDS

for their judgment

is nigh.

Dig in boys.

What the fuck is it with these European broads and their hairy fuckin' pits?

Hey Hey Heeey

check out the fucking size of this mother fucker.

You know I...

I think Dicks is bigger.

Really Dick?

Burning books...

You know if you do that

you're no better than them.

No... I'm worse.

You guys go ahead.

I'll catch up.

Come on, let's get 'em.