:36:03
-you sully scumbags!
- Don't shoot.
:36:06
Ha-ha!
:36:08
- [ Gunshot ]
- [ Bob ] Up against the wall.
:36:11
Come on.! Come on.!
:36:14
- [ Shouting ]
- [ Man ] Don't shoot us.
:36:17
- That's right.
- [ Cackling ]
:36:19
- [ Gunshot ]
- [ Shouting ]
:36:21
- Fags.
- Okay, set the box down. That's right.
:36:26
Thank you.
Nice and gently. Nice and gently.
:36:30
- Let's see what we have.
- [ Gunshot ]
:36:35
Yes, my baby doll. Ooh.
:36:41
[ Bob ]
Tickets anyone to next week's show?
:36:47
Scott and Mike
have disappeared.
:36:49
Could the shots
have scared them away?
:36:52
Maybe we should get
the hell out of here.
:36:54
Are they such chickens?
:36:58
[ Yelling ]
:37:03
[ Cackling ]
:37:05
[ Firecrackers Exploding ]
:37:08
[ Groaning ]
:37:15
[ Bob ]
Let's get the hell out of here!
:37:20
The thieves scatter!
:37:24
- Bob Pigeon will sweat to death.
- [ Laughing ]
:37:31
[ Man Speaking, Indistinct ]
:37:34
Has anyone seen my son?
:37:36
It's been a full three months
since I last saw him.
:37:40
[ Sighs ]
Where is my son Scott?
:37:43
- We don't know, sir.
- Ask around in old town.
:37:45
Some of the taverns there.
:37:47
Some say he frequently is seen down there
drinking with street denizens.
:37:50
Some who they say even rob
our citizens and store owners.
:37:53
I can't believe that such an effeminate boy
supports such friends.
:37:58
[ Engine Rewing ]