HA! ANOTHER SLICE.
IN THE REACTOR CORE.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S WRONG.
I'M HITTING IT AS HARD AS I CAN. GIMME ANOTHER BALL.
THE LAST ONE.
WHAT? I HAD A WHOLE BIG SACK OF BALLS.
HESH WANTS POPPERS!
YEAH, HESH CAN SHUT UP.
ALL RIGHT. GET IN THERE.
DANGER. DANGER. NOT SAFE INSIDE.
HESH FEARS FOR LIFE.
NO BALL, NO TIP.
I SWEAR TO GOD, I'LL STIFF YOU, SON.
WAH.
WELL, THANKS FOR NOTHING. I CAN'T PLAY WITH THAT.
I'M GOING TO THE PRO SHOP. NEED ANYTHING?
SUIT YOURSELF.
SWEET NEW BALLS,
GET MY SPIKES SHARPENED.
HEY, MAYBE SOME NEW CLUB COVERS.
OH, SOME ALF ONES.
LET'S SEE HERE.
THAT GOES DOWN THERE, DOWN THAT OTHER WAY.
IN THAT ONE. AW, CRAP!
WHICH ONE WAS I JUST... ARGH!
HEY, FRANK LLOYD WRONG. NICE DESIGN, IDIOT.
CAN'T FIND ANYTHING IN THIS DUMP.
THAT REMINDS ME. I FRIGGIN' HATE POD 6.
GOOD MORNING, SIR.
HEY, WHICH WAY'S THE PRO SHOP?
THE WHAT?
PRO SHOP? PRO SHOP, PRO SHOP, PRO SHOP?
PRO SHOP?
HEH. WE DON'T HAVE A PRO SHOP, SIR.
WHO KNOWS BETTER?
WHO KNOWS NOTHING?
WHAT'S YOUR NAME, SMART GUY?
EVANS, SIR. POD 6.
WELL, POD 6 IS JUST ONE BIG PARTY, HUH?
BIG FAT FUN. LISTEN UP, EGGERS.
UH, EVANS.
YOU'RE NOT PAID TO STAND AROUND AND BEAT YOUR GUMS ALL DAY.
YES, SIR.
OFF YOUR POD 6 GOB
AND GET BACK TO WORK.
I WAS JUST...
GO ON REPORT?
NO, SIR.
WORD OUTTA YOU,
AND YOU'RE ON REPORT. IS THAT CLEAR?
YES, SIR.
THAT'S IT. YOU'RE ON REPORT.
I WAS JUST...
NOW, WHAT WAS YOUR NAME AGAIN?
EGGERS.
WELL, HAVE FUN ON REPORT, EGGERS,
'CAUSE THAT'S RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE.
"WE DON'T HAVE A PRO SHOP.
"I'M EGGERS THE JERK. I LIKE TO EAT WORMS AND DANCE AROUND.
"LOOK AT ME, EATING WORMS AND DANCING AROUND,
MY MOUTH." HMM. HA HA HA.
I SWEAR TO GOD, ONE DAY SOON,
I'M GOING TO BURN THIS WHOLE PLACE DOWN.
HA HA HA! SEE THAT, EGGERS? NO PRO SHOP, MY ASS.
WHO KNEW, EGGERS? MURPHY KNEW. HA! POD 6. HEH HEH HEH.
I HATE POD 6. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY WE HAVE A POD 6.
TOTAL SUCK POD.
WHAT? POD 6 DOESN'T NEED A PRO SHOP. THEY NEED A DENTIST.
I'LL VISIT YOUR NEW LOCATION IN HELL,
IN A JILLION LITTLE PIECES,
TELL 'EM MURPHY'S THE ONE WHO SENT YA! TO HELL!
WHAT'S A... HEY. HEY, GET BACK HERE! EGGERS.
EGGERS, I COMMAND YOU TO STOP RUNNING...
SO FAST... AWAY FROM ME. EGGERS.
EGGERS, I...
I'M GETTING A STITCH.
PHEW. OW. BAD STITCH. DEEP BREATH, MURPH. WHEW!
OK. JEEZ, AM I OUT OF SHAPE.
OK. NO PUDDING FOR A MONTH.
EH, MAKE THAT A WEEK.
DAMN CALL BOX, THAT'S WHAT WE NEED DOWN HERE.
HAM RADIO. SOMETHING. OR A TELEPHO...
TELEPHONE.
I'LL CALL THE BRIDGE
TO COME GET ME.
OK.
WHAT'S THAT DAMN PHONE NUMBER?
HOLY CRAP, THIS PLACE SUCKS.
YAH! OH.
WHOEVER IS ON THIS PHONE, GET OFF OF IT,
BECAUSE I NEED THIS LINE CLEAR.
ALSO, WHAT'S THE EXTENSION FOR THE BRIDGE?
HELLO?
JERK. IS THERE AN EXTENSION?
AW, JEEZ, COME ON ALREADY. GIMME AN OUTSIDE LINE.
AHA-HA!
THANK YOU, BIG GREEN PHONE.
YOU'RE THE ONE THING I'M KEEPING WHEN I TORCH THIS DUMP.
OPERATOR, OPERATOR, OPERATOR,
OPERATOR, OPERATOR, OPERATOR, OPERATOR.
Woman on phone: OPERATOR.
YEAH, YEAH. COULD YOU CALL
TO COME GET ME?
NUMBER, PLEASE?
I'M BY THE BIG GREEN PHONE.
I NEED A NUMBER, SIR.
THIS IS CAPTAIN MURPHY.
I CAN'T PLACE THE CALL WITHOUT A NUMBER, SIR.
THE NUMBER ONE, HUH?
TO DIRECTORY ASSISTANCE?
SHOO! SHOO! GO AWAY, MONSTER-HESH.
WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?
LADY, I'M JUST TRYING TO FIND THE DAMN PRO SHOP.
THE PHONE BOOK?
I DON'T HAVE A PHONE BOOK.
HARD TO BELIEVE, SIR.
LOOK, ALL I WANT IS SOME SWEET NEW BALLS.
I BEG YOUR PARDON?
AW, CLEAN YOUR EARS OUT, WOMAN!
I WANT SOME BALLS!
TO THE TELEPHONE COMMISSION.
WHAT IS YOUR NAME, SIR?
UH...
EGGERS.
HA. HOW YA LIKE THEM APPLES, HO-BAG?
VERY SAME APPLES, EGGERS?
WHAT THE...
OH, COME ON ALREADY WITH THE TUBES.
I GET IT. SWEET MARY, THIS PLACE IS DRIVING ME NUTS!
AW, GREAT. WONDERFUL.
ICE CREAM A SECOND.
THERE YOU GO.
HOLD IT RIGHT UP THERE.
WHAT? WHAT'D YOU CALL ME?
OH, THAT'S RIGHT.
FAT KID YOU ARE.
FAT KID THAT YOU ARE.
RUN AWAY FROM CHRISTMAS.
PHEW. I COULD USE A STIFF ONE.
WAIT A SECOND. THERE WAS
FROM THE PRO SHOP.
BIG FAT GUY RAN IT.
THE NAME OF THAT PLACE?
"STUPID'S"? "GREAT BIG FAT GUY"?
YEAH, RIGHT, LIKE RIGHT DOWN THE HALL.
YEAH, HERE WE GO.
POP IN AND GET MY DRINK ON,
THEN RIGHT OVER TO POD 6 AND SHOW 'EM WHO'S BOSS. ME.
WHOO-HOO!
WHAT'S SHAKIN, ' SUGAR?
HEY, WHITE RUSSIANS, AND KEEP 'EM COMING.
WHOO! HI. YOU WANNA DANCE WITH...
HELL, YEAH.
WHOO HOO HOO! YEAH, BUDDY...
IS THAT STANLEY?
DID YOU CALL ME?
WELL, HOW THE HELL WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW...
NO, IT'S NOT. NOW, DRINK.
WHAT'S YOUR NAME, BIG GUY?
DOWN THE HATCH. YEAH.
YEAH, DRINK IT...
YOU WANT A DIRTY DRINK?
NO, NO, NO, NO. I GOTTA GET OVER TO POD 6,
THROW A BEATIN' ON A GUY.
NO, NO, NO, NO, NO.
HONEY. YOU KEEP THAT, SWEETHEART,
AND YOU, STANLEY, MY MAN,
AND AS FOR YOU... NO, NO, NO, NO, NO.
ALL YOU. LOOKS GOOD ON YA.
ALL RIGHT. LOOKING SHARP.
WHOO HOO HOO HOO!
LOOKING...
HMM.
HEY, HEY. SHUSH. HANG ON A SECOND, WILL YA...
SHUT UP. HOW'D I GET HERE?
SHOULD WE KNOW?
IS THAT MY HAT?
I'M GOING TO GO GET MONSTER-HESH
SOME SERIOUS BUTTS TO BE KICKED.
KICK 'EM AROUND LIKE DUCKS. RATS.
OOH!
DAMN YOU, EGGERS.
WARNER BROS.
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