You're a very lucky man, Woody. Everything's going to be fine.
Woody
Great! So I can perform?
[chuckles] Of course you can perform ... in stage plays, Lifetime original movies, even blackface minstrel shows. Just not pornography. You see, Woody. You're suffering from a rare ailment. Multiple sclerosis.
Woody
I have multiple sclerosis!? SHIT!
Oh, Heavens no. I wish you did. I said "multiple scrote cysts". As in, multiple cysts in your scrotum. Each cyst is a little ticking time bomb. Every single bounce of your ball bag brings you closer to death.
Woody
Level with me, Doc! How many thrusts do I have left!?
I can't give you an exact number, Woody but it's somewhere between, say 70 and 72.
Woody
Soooo, ... 700000 ... 1? [pronounced: seh-ven-dee-wun]
[laughs] If only medicine could be that precise.
Now before we do this threesome I just wanna make sure it ain't gonna mess up our friendship.
[sheep bleats]
Aah! Ow! What the hell y'all doin'?
Woody
Evicting you for tearing up my park!?
That wasn't me, that was "Drunk Bobby". If you wanna talk to him, he'll be here in 12 ounces.
Woody
Happy hour's over, swamp people! You are hereby being kicked the hell out of my park!
[An old air conditioner falls down with a piece of paper goes off and onto the ground]
Huh. This looks like it's from the olden times. What is it?
How am I supposed to know what the hell is? It's got words and shit on it.
Wow...1880's, da da da. Civil War...Your cousin..."Reginald Wooten Possumcods"... Oh, my god. According to this, you're the heir to Brickleberry Park.
Wooo!! Wait a minute, did he call me a queer?
Woody
Give me that! Ooh...Actually, Robert, what it really says is, and I quote, there is no goddamn way in hell that asshole Bobby Possumcods owns this park!
Don't get more official than that.
That's not what it says. It says right here Bobby owns the park, and..[Woody kicks him]
Oh, I know what it says now. It says get the hell off my property!
This is my beautiful baby. His name is Donnie.
Thanks. I got it out of a book. I didn't have time to go through the other book.
"Bacardi", "Listerine", "Arugula".
Woody
Oh, there's my shopping list. [laughs] Now, Connie. I'm sorry about this, but federal guidelines dictate that I don't have to let you breastfeed at work unless you got a real sweet set of milkies.
What's wrong with my boobs?
Besides the fact, that you also have a back set.
[screams in horrified] Antichrist! Antichrist!
This is going too far, Denzel!
That baby's evil! I'll prove it!
Through science. [cocks gun] If I shoot it in the face and it lives, It's the devil.
Okay, okay, shoot it if it will shut you up.
NO! [to Denzel] I thought you were my friend, Denzel! How could you say those horrible things about my baby!? [screaming as she running]
Woody
It's just a baby, Denzel.
This is got to stop! you really upset Connie.
Next time, don't hesitate. Aim for the fontanelle.
All right! Enough with the black baby names. I guess I should apologize to Connie and Donnie.
[Late at night, Woody gets violently pinned against the wall of a dark alley by a brutal ruffian known as Manslaughter McGill]
MManslaughter
I GOT YOU NOW, JOHNSON!
Woody
God dammit! I thought the one place I'd be safe is a dark dead-end, alley!
MManslaughter
SHUT THE HELL UP! Now, give me the 20 grand you owe me!
Woody
I have got to stop betting on Quidditch! I thought Hufflepuff was due!
MManslaughter
You'd better pay up now or I'm gunna take a glass rod, HEAT UP UP WITH A BLOW TORCH, AND STICK IT UP YOUR-
[Manslaughter gets a phone call from his wife]
MManslaughter
Uh, heh heh. Just a second.
[Manslaughter answers it]
MManslaughter
[nice and happy] Hello, deary! How's my lovely wife doing today? Oh, you need me to do the laundry? Oh, certainly, my love. I'll be right there in two shakes of a lamby's tail! Well, ta-ta for now! Hugs and kisses, sweety pie! Okay, bye-bye.
[Manslaughter hangs up and goes back to attacking Woody]
Woody
Heh, heh. Your wife makes you do the laundry?
[Manslaughter slams Woody against the wall]
MManslaughter
SHUT THE HELL UP, YOU PATHETIC BITCH! Now listen. You'd better cough up the $20,000 you owe me OR I'M TAKING A LONG THICK GLASS ROD, TWICE YOUR SIZE, HEATING IT UP TO 20,000 DEGREES, ONE FOR EVERY BUCK YOU OWE ME, AND I AM SHOVING IT STRAIGHT UP YOUR...
[Manslaughter gets another phone call]
MManslaughter
[nice and sweet] Hi, baby! Oh, Scooters went pee-pee on the rug? Well, I'll come home and clean it up, straight away! I love you more than rainbows! Bye bye.
[Manslaughter hangs up and goes back to attacking Woody]
MManslaughter
SO ANYWAY, GLASS ROD, BLOW TORCH, AND IT'S GOING STRAIGHT UP YOUR-
[Manslaughter gets another phone call and while he answers, he strangles Woody in a choke hold]
MManslaughter
[nice and cheery] Hi, bubblegum fairy! Ooh, you want me to pick up Hazelnut truffles from The Cheesecake Factory? Well, sure thing fluffy kitten. [meows]
[Manslaughter hangs up once again and goes back to attacking Woody]
MManslaughter
NOW, WHERE WAS I!?
Woody
[choking] Glass rod? 20,000 Degrees?
MManslaughter
Right. Thank you. ALRIGHT! I'M JUST GONNA CUT TO THE CHASE! GLASS ROD! 20,000 DEGREES! I'M GUNNA CRAM IT UP UP YOUR-
Woody
[choking] Wait! Hold on! Give me another chance! A bet! Double or nothing!
Woody
[choking] Uh, hold on. Let me think.
[Woody thinks about Ethel's quote from earlier]
I'm winning the Miss National Park beauty pageant. It's the surest bet ever.
Woody
[choking] On Ethel Anderson winning the Miss National Park beauty pageant!
[Manslaughter lets Woody go]
MManslaughter
Okay, you're on. [pins him to the wall once more] AND WHEN YOU LOSE, I'M GONNA TAKE THAT AFOREMENTIONED MOLTEN HOT GLASS ROD AND THRUST IT 500 MILES UP YOUR-
[Manslaughter gets another phone call and answers it]
MManslaughter
[nice and lovely] Hi, little lamb. Eh-Leave Woody Johnson alone? Why?
[The camera shows that Woody is actually calling him on his phone]
Woody
[in a girly voice] Because he's a nice man.
[Manslaughter sees that it's him]
Woody
Well, what'd she say?
Woody
Hey, What are you doing!? I'm watching the hockey game.
AAAfrican-American Boy in a TV
Man, white people. you know what I'm saying?
[Denzel laughs hilariously]
Woody
What's so goddamn funny?
AAAfrican-American Boy in a TV
Whi-i-i-i-i-ite people! [he dances]
[laughs hilariously] I did not see that coming.
Woody
I can't take this crap! I'm sick of your bullshit!
AAnita
Stop it! Like it or not, we are a family now. You two need to spend the day together like father and son.
Woody
But, Mommy...
Oh, Anita, I don't want to.
AAnita
Oh, what's the matter, Malloy?
Daddy and Grandpa Denzel were fighting. I'm scared, gam-gam.
AAnita
Oh, you poor little bear. Here. I found this stack of hundreds in Woody's underwear drawer.
White people. You know what I'm saying.
SSecretary
Let's talk about something important. Put that coffee down! Do you really think I'm fucking with you? I am not fucking with you. You call yourself a ranger you son of a bitch?
SSecretary
You are the sorriest excuse the rangers I've ever seen, and I've been in this business for 15 years.
SSecretary
Fuck you. That's my name.
SSecretary
Brickleberry is the worst park in the country. Fucking-auschwitz would get a better yelp review. I'm here to turn this dump around, and I'm not leaving until I do. there are going to be changes. Number 1: Drug tests.
It's been a pleasure working here. I'm gonna miss all of you. Bye-bye [he leaves]
SSecretary
That bring us to Woody Johnson. You couldn't manage a blow job in a dick factory.
Woody
Dick Factory? Is that where they make dicks, or is it a factory made out of dicks?
SSecretary
Shut up, you idiot! I should fire your fat ass.
Woody
No! Please give me another chance I know this park sucks, But I'll have a plan to fix everything first thing in the morning.
SSecretary
All right, Johnson, but it better be good or there'll be hell to pay. [she leaves, door open]
[door close]
Great job, Woody. This place is almost as bad as a comfort inn.
BBuella
Goddamn you, Jim! I told you to pay the light bill.
FJFirecracker Jim
I hope they do shut it off so I won't be able to see you damn ugly face!
[Jim leaps onto Buella's face and starts punching her and the two beat each other up]
Woody
You're the one who told me to stand up to the secretary.
I'm a bear. You took advice from a bear.
Woody
Good point. I won't do that again.
Now I've got some advice for you.
Woody
Lay it on me.
From now on, you are going to do everything she says, and beg her for your old job back.
BBuella
[as she throwing some knives at Firecracker Jim] I hate you, you son of the bitch! [Firecracker Jim tackles her]
I can't spend another night at this stump dump. We've gotta get our place back.
Woody
We will, Malloy. I promise. Let's just try to make the best of it.