611 - Last of the Wild Horses
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I fought the loft... and the loft won!
I coulda' called Joel Hyatt, but, NO! I go with REMEDY!
They oughta just close this town and start over!
Remedy, yer a national friggin' treasure!
Looks like callback auditions for the Marlboro Man!
Well, we can go watch a wagon wheel get made, or we can go to the trial!
I want you to brand Carol Channing!
Now... my butt, my butt... I had it in church...!
Wow, he's Black Crowes lead-singer thin!
And now, Robert Lippert pretends he's John Ford!
Just for that, I'm not gonna let you feed me or help with my ablutions!
I hope this doesn't ruin the Taste Of Jacksonville Festival!
Hey, they got in a shipment of Muslim women!
Owww, my trick nipple!
Well... it's easy-goin' justice around these here parts...
Why, if this scene wasn't ending, I'd...
I'm glad we had this little face-to-groin talk...
Please! I've already got hay in my pants!
What's that thing you say... uhh, "Grab!" ...uhh, "Push!"...
If the horse drops below fifty, it will explode!
I think those women did the right thing by not wearing earrings with those outfits.
What, does he just sit in there and plan golf courses in his mind...?
In Wisconsin, that farm would say "DIESEL CHEESE GIFTS"...
We'll head him off at Exit 31C!
It's a plot device... it's very flimsy, so BE CAREFUL!
The US Post Office: there's still no cheaper way to deliver a blackmail letter!
If you wuz alive, you woulda' heard that ironic retort...!
Gee, lookit those guys... THEY'VE got butts...!
Ahh, just do a little morning bowl, then get to work... no, you can't have any, this is eighty dollars an ounce!
Jeez, this movie has more scenes of people picking at themselves...!