Stanley, listen to me. I have SARS. There's only a 98% percent chance that I will live.
No Dad, No!
Listen Stan! SARS is destroying our people. The Native Americans put it in the blankets they gave us. Soon there will be only 98% of us left.
South Park · Season 7
Stanley, listen to me. I have SARS. There's only a 98% percent chance that I will live.
No Dad, No!
Listen Stan! SARS is destroying our people. The Native Americans put it in the blankets they gave us. Soon there will be only 98% of us left.
The spirit of middle-class white people is strong in you, son.
There's more to life than profits.
Really, Like what?
You know, like Slurpees and stuff.
Ah women. God I hate them.
Man, Indians have it good, huh?
Now Eric, they're called Native Americans, remember? Show some respect.
The boys are standing off against the Indian casino and their bulldozers about to level South Park. At first, they're on their own, but then they hear some singing in the distance that gets louder and louder - it's the entire adult population of South Park, marching down the street and from up on the rooftops, united to defend their town and defiantly singing "Love is a Battlefield" in a cappella.
We are strong
No one can tell us we're wrong
Searching our hearts for so lo-o-ong
All of us knowing
Love is a battlefield!
This land is not for sale.
Dammit! I thought you said they were dealt with!
T-they were!
Sorry, charlies! You can just keep your filthy, bastard, Indian money! [tears up a check]
[aside to Garrison] Filthy, bastard, Native American money.
O-oh right, sorry about that!
Sorry, there are no minors allowed on the casino floor.
I'm not a miner, dumbass, do you see a shovel in my hand?
Oh please, Craig, we're 10 times gayer than you are!
Look, guys. A lot of the kids in school are talking and they are spreading rumors that we're not metro-sexuals because we hang out with Kyle.
Well what can we do about it?
We have no choice guys. We're just going to have to kill Kyle.
Eric, you're not half bi.
I'm like a quarter bi. My grandpa was bi so that makes me a quarter bi.
What?!
Mr. Tweek, why don't we go back to my place?
Why?
Well, you know. I was just thinking we could put on some music and watch videos and pound Mr. Slave's tight little ass.
Ooh. Jesus Christ!
Whoa! Goodness no. I'm straight.
Straight? Jesus, what the heck is going on here?! Why won't anybody pound Mr. Slave's butt?
Well, we don't 'pound butt', Mr. Garrison, we're straight.
Those pants and those shoes say you pound butt!
Hey, now that's not true. My shoes don't say I pound butt.
No, your shoes say you take it in the butt!
Chef, what did you do when white people stole your culture?
Oh, well, we black people just always tried to stay out in front of them.
How did you do that?
Well, like with our slang. Black people always used to say, "I'm in the house" instead of "I'm here." But then white people all started to say "in the house" so we switched it to "in the hizzouse." Hizzouse became hizzizzouse, and then white folk started saying that, and we had to change it to hizzle, then "in the hizzle" which we had to change to "hizzle fo shizzle," and now, because white people say "hizzle fo shizzle," we have to say "flippity floppity floop."
We don't have time for all that, Chef! Oh, if only those Queer Eye For the Straight Guy people understood what they were doing. Wait. That's it! I know exactly what to do! Come on, Mr. Slave! Let's get back to our flippity floppity floop.
Oh no! Darn it! Don't call it that!
Crab People! Crab People!
Taste like crab, talk like people.
Crab People! Crab People!
We're here! We're not queer! But we're close! Get used to it!
Stan, are you okay?
Yeah, Dad, we're just rehearsing our band.
Oh. I thought a group of Vietnamese people were getting their intestines pulled out through their mouths. [closes door, Eric laughs sarcastically]
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