1:29:00
three hundred dollars.
1:29:03
what?
1:29:05
for the windshield.
1:29:07
pius, there's
this iittie baby right here.
1:29:12
you'll have to put that together
with tape, but it still counts.
1:29:16
- this-- this is a ticket.
- yeah.
1:29:19
for operating a class-two vehicle
without a license. weight class two.
1:29:24
can't this wait? mr. richards
is suffering from a concussion.
1:29:27
- we're talking.
- there's nothin' on it.
1:29:30
my pen ran out of ink.
1:29:33
officer, ireaiiy must insist.
1:29:35
from doing paperwork all night,
between you and saving your boss.
1:29:39
- my boss?
- dick simmons.
1:29:41
- he's right down the hall here.
- wh-why is he here?
1:29:44
some thug broke into his house.
1:29:47
broke his legs with a bat.
officer, please.
1:29:49
- boom.
- was it-- was it dale the thug?
1:29:52
weii, idon't know.
somejerk with apiaidshirt.
1:29:55
but don't worr.
imitating gunfi re
1:29:58
i killed him.
1:30:00
oh, jeez, that'sjust--
1:30:02
- come on. thankyou.
- crowd clamoring
1:30:05
back, back, back, back!
1:30:07
- scoot!scoot!
- yes!
1:30:10
stifled chuckling
i can't stand it. yes!
1:30:36
loudciattering
1:30:38
what?
1:30:40
blubbering
1:30:43
dick, i'm back.
1:30:45
this is the lightning round.
i'm calling the shots now.
1:30:47
- uiet, i'm tring to ski.
- look, i got your money.
1:30:51
i'm gonna give it back, but i need
the ticket. where's the ticket?
1:30:53
it's my show--
1:30:55
this is the plan. i'm docking you
for being an asshole.
1:30:59
and i'm docking gig
for having people killed.