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Hello, I'm Dot Lancaster, film valedictorian of Hollywood.
The movie you're about to see is not real. It is a movie.
Do not act things out from it because you are disturbed
or pissed off, you crazy son of a bitch.
This film contains adult language.
There are 17 swear words, carefully placed throughout.
Kids, can you find them?
When you hear one, jump up and turn around.
That'd crack me up.
Enjoy the film.
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(male narrator) Hey, there. My name is Clay.
And this here is the story of Ronnie Dobbs.
And his rise to fame.
And the man that discovered him, ain't me.
But let's start with ol' Ronnie.
Here he is, now.
[dog barking]
[bottle shatters]
Oops!
Yeah, Ronnie was a good man.
A true gentleman of Southern distinction.
Hey Dobbs!
Get your ass off my car!
Sorry, man.
Thought it was mine.
[music continues]
* ...there's a demand
* Pray that the day was long
'Get out of the way, dumb ass!'
* There was a hard man, to understand *
* Couldn't even keep himself from doing something wrong *
* Now he'd better run
* Ronnie, run.. *
- Hey, Darryl. - Hey, Ronnie. What's up?
- Ah, nothin' much. Tammy? - Hey, Ron.
- Debbie? B.J., how you doing? - I'm fine.
Hey Stan.
- I want nothin' to do with you. - Ah, damn! Look at this.
He's still pissed off about last time.
Alright!
- Ronnie Dobbs. - Ain't nothin' but trouble.
- Hey, Harmon. - Hey, Ronnie.
I'm sorry about doing that to your sister, man.
I forgot.
Hey!
Ronnie sure was a free spirit, wasn't he?
Don't you think?
But freedom is the devil's handshake
because while his brain was free..
- Look who's back. - Leland. Darnell.
Y'all don't say nothin'. Today's gonna be a special day.
...his heart belonged to a woman.
Tammy!
- Daddy! Daddy! - Hey, little Ronnie!
Hey, middle Ronnie! Hey, little middle Ronnie!
What do you want, Ronnie Dobbs?
Listen, baby, I got to ask you a question.
Well, go ahead and ask me, then.
Ha-ha. That's what you think.
Now, it's personal and romanticized.
So, why don't you meet me tonight, 8 o'clock
at our special place.
Well, how am I gonna get a babysitter?
- Ain't you got a TV? - Yeah.
A'ight, then.
See you, tonight.
Ah! Just the two. It's probably all there.
God-damn!
Man, I know they talking about beer
but I can think of another pair, I'd like to grab..
...my balls!
- He don't like it. - He hungry. He gonna eat it.
Hey, listen, hungry dog'll eat anything.
[dog whining]
C'mon dog, eat that vomit!
Well, looky here! Who's that good-looking young man?
That's me, Clay, storyteller to the stars..
...at your service.
- He's not gonna do it! - Yeah, he will.
There he goes.
Look at him! He's eatin' it!
I told you!
- Shoot. Out of quarters. - 'Game over. You loose!'
That's alright, little dude.
You've just been done one free service by Ronnie Dobbs.
- Thanks, Ronnie. - A'ight.
'I dare you to take me on.'
- Hey, y'all. - Hey, Ronnie!
- Got breakfast. - Looky there!
(Ronnie) 'Hey, Tonya, Kyle.'
Hey Clay, sorry about your leg.
Next time we out drinking, you should do the driving.
That's all right, man. Guess what?
I was a little bit wasted my own self.
- A'ight. - You know? Okay?
You two are regular ol' Three Musketeers.
Yeah. We are. TouchÃ©.
Now, I swear, if I didn't know any better
I'd say that I was about to ask Tammy to marry me.
Aw-w-w!
Are you?
- For real? - Mm-hmm.
That is sweet.
You two belong together forever.
Hell, you done proved it three times.
You see, Tammy was Ronnie's sweetheart
since elementary school.
Well, the day that Ronnie got kicked off
the bus for farting the alphabet
Tammy went right along with him.
After that, they was inseparable.
Then, at the ripe age of 12, Ronnie made it official.
You marry me?
After they got divorced
Ronnie loved on Tammy so much
that he asked her to marry him again.
Would you marry me yet again, my lady?
Yes.
After the second divorce, as if by Cupid's magic
he was destined to ask a third time.
I was thinkin' maybe, you know, we should get married again.
Okay.
Science tells us that the third time's a charm
but this time, science failed us.
See? Science don't know.
[siren blares]
Shit! Shit! Look who's here!
- Johnny Law, man. - Get over here, son.
But dad, I just got unlimited lives!
You got no life!
'You're not supposed to be playing them, damn games!'
And I've told you this before!
Your never gonna learn anything from them.
Hey, man, why don't you leave him alone?
Hey, you lookin' for an ass to kick?
'Cause I got one. My face and your ass!
You think you're really clever, don't you, boy?
Let me tell you something.
When I get elected governor, and I'm gonna.
The first thing I'm gonna do..
...is put all you scum in jail.
You know the second thing I'm gonna do?
First, send to jail. Second oh, yeah.
Go to the faggot store, buy yourself a new mustache.
[laughter]
No.
I'm gonna make sure you never get out again.
You hear me talking to you, boy?
Why don't you losers, try to find something
useful to do.
Like killing yourselves.
[chuckles]
Uh-oh, you just lost my vote. That's it.
You done did it, this time.
Smart campaigning.
'See you later, little dude. A'ight.'
[tire screeching]
- Dumb dick. - Dumb dick.
Hey, man, hand me one of 'em cold beers.
- Uh, who? - We accidentally drank 'em.
- What, all of 'em? - Yeah.
You was gone long while there, you know
taking on the big man, like you should, you know
- Goddamn! - Goddamnit!
Come on, man, this is your last few hours of bachelorhood-ness.
You gotta make the most of it.
- Kyle's right, Ronnie. - Yeah, you right. You right.
A'ight.
Clay, let's you and me
go fuck up that Piggy-Wiggy sign! Come on!
Ronnie came up with the greatest plan
but some how they all ended up the same way.
- A child shall lead them! - I want y'all to fuck it up!
We've got a disturbance call, possible break-in.
Get these all the time. It's routine. Could be anything.
- You keep an eye out. - Right.
Ronnie's in it. Ronnie Dobbs.
Well, look here. It's his old pal, Clay.
I'm gonna look for Ronnie. He can't be far.
Hey, Clay.
'We're gonna need a paramedic up here.'
- You all right, son? - I'm good.
Ah, well! You don't look so good.
I'll be all right when we get to pass-out time.
- Ronnie! - Hey, Darnetta.
I heard the noise. I-I-I heard him.
He went that way, toward that house, there.
- One man? - One man.
That way. I heard him. I seen him going there.
I gots a condition, and I didn't get to take my pills.
I know. I know, darling. You go back inside. Take your pills.
(Darnetta) 'My husband Donnie's supposed to bring the pills.'
'He's supposed to bring 'em. He's supposed to..'
- There he is! - Yeah!
(male #1) 'Dispatch, we've got a 10-80 on foot.'
Ronnie, dammit, let's don't do this again!
Fuck!
[dogs barking]
(male #2) 'Wait, watch out for this dog!'
Come on, Ronnie, let's make this easy!
Hey, Travis.
- Hell, yeah! - Oh, yeah!
'He's fixing to go out!'
- 'Dobbs! Come on!' - I'm slippery, ain't I?
Damn it, Ronnie! Come on back here!
Oh, God.
- Just chasing somebody, ma'am. - Excuse us, ma'am.
Come on, now, Ronnie!
Ronnie, come on back here!
Camera man! 'Want to know a secret?'
- 'Here he is!' - He's back in here!
- Ronnie, get over here! - 'Hold it right there!'
(male on radio) 'Bill, he just ran on down to Darnetta's.'
'Here they come.'
(Darnetta) 'Praise the Lord! I hope they catch him!'
[dogs barking]
Ronnie! Ronnie!
'Ronnie, where are you?'
(policeman #1) 'Damn it, now here did you go hidin' at?'
Hey, Dobbs.
We gonna get you the next time, boy!
We gonna get you and bring you in!
Oh, hey, Officers. I was takin' a nap.
- Roll over, Ronnie. - Damn it, Ronnie!
Roll over!
I was sleeping! What? I was just sleeping!
- You're going downtown. - I was in my home, my new home!
What did I do? I didn't do nothing!
- 'You're going downtown.' - You going downtown!
- 'You done?' - Police brutality!
Y'all are brutalizing me!
I don't know what bothered that sheriff more
Ronnie raising hell or his arrest
making them TV cop shows.
...captured on TV film!
Ah-h-h!
Y'all brutalizing me!
- Get the hell away from me! -'Quiet!'
- Sit back, Ronnie! - 'You sit back, Ronnie.'
Did he spit on your camera?
(Ronnie) 'Come on, man, what you doin' this for?'
'I want my rights! I want a lobster dinner!'
I want my free phone call to Paris!
Keep it down, Dobbs. You got a visitor.
Tammy, do you want your chair, today?
- No. It's okay, Joey. - Alright.
Hey, baby. You look very good today.
Ronnie Dobbs, I waited all night at Jumbo Jimbo's.
- Oh, yeah. I was gonna-- - I guess you're right, though.
You said "Meet me at our special place." I should just come here.
Hang on. Don't flip your bitch switch. Okay?
I got, I got a personalized
romanticized question to ask you. So, pay my fine.
Not this time.
I think, you're gonna want the right to change your mind
when I ask the most majestic of all questions.
[romantic music]
'Tammy Dupris..'
...on this veritable occasion
will you marry me?
No.
Aw, baby, that's great. This one's..
What?
No. The answer is no.
Tammy, I just asked you to marry me.
No!
I did. You need to clean your ears and listen.
I heard what you said, Ronnie.
But I ain't gonna marry you until you change.
Change? What change? What you talkin' about?
I'm tired of all this!
I'm tired of bailing you out of jail.
I'm tired of making excuses to the little Ronnies
when they say, "Why ain't Daddy at my birthday?"
'Cause he's too busy peeing in a water tower
or stealing a ice cream truck, naked.
First of all, okay, I already explained.
That ice cream truck was for the kids, okay?
That was part of a civic community service.
Second of all, that water tower was asking for it.
- You can ask anybody! - Ronnie, Ronnie, Ronnie!
Listen to me.
Everyone has some kind of talent.
You just gotta find out what yours is
and you gotta make something of yourself.
Until you do..
...the answer is no.
Tammy, come on! Tammy!
Yup, Ronnie was hitting new lows left and right
but little did he know, thousands of miles away
there was a city called Hollywood.
Welcome to Thrilling Miracles!
Here he is, all the way from the country of Britain..
...Terry Twillstein!
Hello-hello, Nancy! Good to see you all!
What's the number one problem in the modern kitchen today?
(all) 'I don't know.'
Nobody knows!
It's food!
That's why I've invented the new..
...Food-Erator!
All you do is take your nicely prepared meal
chop it up into little bits.
Feed it into the Food-Erator. Drop some of the special
Food-Erator green slop in there.
You're off!
It absolutely destroys food!
Like magic!
Ah-h-h!
[gasping]
[screaming]
Never mind!
Right there where, could you rewind it?
Go back. Right there!
That moment. Right there! Right there!
(Terry) 'That little blooper there, where the blade'
'sort of leaps out of the machine into her chest.'
Think you could do some of your Hollywood magic, you know.
And just cut that out?
Uh, no.
We don't have that kind of equipment here.
Because I, I think it could hurt sales!
'Yeah, hopefully!'
Hey, you gotta come see this.
Got more footage of that Ronnie Dobbs guy getting arrested.
Sweet.
I have nothing.
I'm a failure!
If only I had some thing..
...something that people actually wanted.
That I could sell to them.
[sighs]
* Something to sell
(Ronnie on TV) Hey pretty model, how you doin'?
I'm doin' fine. How you doin'?
A'ight.How much for a suck-off?
[laughing]
(female on TV) 'Alright, you're under arrest.'
(Ronnie) 'What? You can't arrest me! You're a hooker!'
- Yeah, I'm undercover. - Then you shouldn't be hooking.
Come on. Out of the car.
This guy Ronnie Dobbs, he's been arrested on TV a bunch of times.
'C'mon, you're under arrest. C'mon out.'
No, man, y'all need to arrest her, man!
She's a hooker!
Your police department is filled with prostitution!
- Come on, man! - Come home!
I ain't done nothing!
I didn't even get my suck-off!
He's-he's a true American hero, man.
You need to arrest the lady, is what I'm sayin' to you.
Go-go to the next one.
You got to know, she's a professional lie-ologist.
You got my money. Took my money and drank it--
- I didn't drink! - That's all you got to do.
[both bickering]
Stop. One person talk at a time.
...to the handicaps as a gift for the season.
'That's what happened. I was out on a midnight ride.'
I bought these plates!
'That is my wedding dishes!'
Ronnie, those are my good dishes!
Now you done it, Tammy! A'ight, Tammy, good!
- He should have his own show. - Now, that I'd watch.
(Ronnie) 'Come down and bail me out!'
(Tammy) 'Yeah, we'll see about that!'
(Ronnie) 'I'm gonna be in cell number seven!'
'Come get me!'
'I'm coming in.. '
Tallyho, all! Is this perchance Tas-Tee Liquors?
I don't know, faggot!
Well, I've been looking all day long.
What would you say if I told you
that I was looking for a Ronwell Quincy Dobbs?
- Huh? - I'd say "huh" too.
Perhaps he goes by the appellation of Ronnie.
That fucker been lyin' to you! He ain't from no Appalachia!
- Ha-ha, so you know him? - Hell, yeah! Ronnie Dobbs!
Ronnie said he and Clay was headed over to Duke's Last Call.
It's just over the railroad tracks.
Ah, what great good luck!
Good shot!
- Thank you! - Run on, fancy pants!
Get out of the way! Back up! Get out of the way!
Damn that Ronnie Dobbs!
Ronnie Dobbs was here, yes?
- You a friend of Dobbs? - I'd like to be, sir.
[grunts]
You tell that little asshole
next time he feels like pulling a prank and lighting his shit
on fire, do it in somebody else's bar.
You hear that, Dobbs?
[Judas Priest singing "Breaking the Law"]
* Breaking the law breaking the law *
- The dance is ruined! - Please. Damn that Dobbs.
That's the one. Have you seen him?
Oh, look out! Look out!
I'm the principal!
Whoo..
Let's get it, Ronnie!
- Hey, kids, get home! - Look out! Look out!
Get out of the way! Run for your lives!
[screaming]
Magic!
Glorious!
[guitar music]
Ronnie!
Ronnie Dobbs!
Ronnie!
Hey, this shit's gotta stop.
Run, Clay, run!
- Thanks, chum! - Hey, wait up, y'all!
Ronnie Dobbs!
[siren blaring]
- 'Mr. Dobbs, slow down!' - I didn't do nothing!
I'm not with the coppers!
- Please! - You got the wrong man!
I'm here to proposition you!
- Get off me! - Hear me out!
You ain't a cop!
My name is Terry, and I'm from Hollywood.
Ronnie, you are not like other men.
You've got something, something special, and I want it badly.
I want to be the man behind the man!
I realize I'm coming all over you here.
But it's been building up inside of me for weeks
and I can't control myself.
'Listen, sir, let me show you what you've got inside of you.'
What could be inside of you if you'd just give me
the tiniest hole of opportunity!
We can go back to your place right now. I'll pack your shit.
Help! Police! Him!
- You two get down from there. - He's the one you want!
- 'I'm coming!' - Oh, it's okay, officers!
Everything's fine! I'm from Hollywood!
Wait. Hold on. There's more.
I'll pay Mr. Dobbs' fine. You release him to me.
No dice, precious.
What if I told you that I'd take him out of this town?
The county, wait a second, the entire state, for good?
For good?
He's yours.
But if he ever shows up here again
I'm gonna put him in jail for the rest of his life.
And I ain't hardly bullshitting! You understand me, boy?
You've got yourself a deal!
And I'll throw in the fabulous Nickel Holder!
The problem with nickels is, you're always losing them!
It holds one nickel!
Man, where you from, anyhow?
Oh, I'm from Britain.
There, my green card.
- Terry Twillstein? - At your service.
- Hey, what's all these? - Oh, those are my babies.
That's the Salad Evaporator. Sucks dressing off of salads.
'No one bought it. That's the Vomit Whip.'
Turns vomit back into food!
And the Fish Magician hides fish. No one bought it.
Yeah, man, well, look, what do you want with me, anyway?
Oh, you're my latest product.
I'm gonna take you to Hollywood and build a TV show around you
and your talents.
My tal-What talents?
'Oh, you know, for getting arrested.'
- I don't want to get arrested. - I know you don't.
That's why you run so fast from the coppers
and you spin such fabulous yarns.
- Oh, my talents. - That's right!
All you'll have to do is what you already do do.
I hope you don't mind becoming rich and famous.
Ha-ha, hell no!
Yeah, well..
I could get into that, man.
You know, Ronnie, you and I are a lot alike.
After all we both come from a place where--
Shut the fuck up a second. Pull in here.
- Some I wanna get for the trip. - Okay. Sure.
Just take a second, a'ight? Keep the car running, a'ight?
- Sure, Ronnie. - Hey, Ronnie!
Oh, hey, Clay! Hey, man, sorry about that bus flipping over.
Next time you gotta drive.
That's all right. It was my fault.
Doesn't matter. Doesn't hurt anyway. I can't feel my legs.
- You lucky. - Rock on.
- A'ight. - 'A'ight.'
- Hey! - Hello.
This here's a right nice car.
Yeah, I'm a friend of Ronnie's.
So I'll just slip in the backseat.
No, that's not necessary.
License and registration, please.
You're frightening me, hillbilly.
Am I? Bo-o! Hey, listen..
Why don't you get me in this golden chariot
and take me once around the gas pump?
Why don't you go bother someone else?
- Just let me in there! - No! Please, no!
Mercy sakes! You're not from around these here parts
are you, fish 'n' chips?
- Dobbs! - Run, Clay!
- Come back! - Free six-pack!
Hey, little doggies! Get over here now!
- A'ight, let's go. - 'Look behind you!'
- My bad. - Just go.
Dobbs! Goddammit!
- You little son of a.. - Go, go, go, go!
Come back here!
Next stop, Hollywood. Next stop, Hollywood!
Oh, yeah, come here. Sweet relief.
[Daffy Mal Yinkle Yankle's "I Loathe L.A."]
* Look at that sky Look at that hooker *
* She's blowin' that guy
* I loathe L.A.
(man on radio) 'That's I Loathe L.A. By Daffy Mal Yinkle-Yankle.'
'A hilarious, hilarious takeoff on that other song.'
'Come on down to Hummers in Redondo Beach'
'tonight from 9:00 until 2:00.'
'And guys, bring your boners, 'cause we're giving away tits..'
'Wow! It's a regular dream factory!'
Yes, well, wake up, Ronnie, 'cause it's all too real!
'Now, let's get in there and grab 'em by the nuts!'
(Ronnie) 'What? Let's do what to who?'
[music]
[eagle screeching]
Okay. I'm holding the deciding ballot.
Let's see who's voted out.
Willy.
(anchor) 'Bring me your torch.'
Tough break, kid.
Alright.
[screaming]
[grunting]
And now..
...we feast!
[all clamor]
This show is killing us.
But we need one of these reality-based shows to compete.
- Absolutely, Bob. - Well?
(woman on radio) 'Mr. Webber, Terry Twillstein is here to see you.'
Send them in.
Hello-hello! My name's Terry Twillstein.
And hello, how are you? That's a fine how do you do.
I have a TV show that features
cops, mayhem, chases, and roustabouts!
What do you think?
Mm, sounds a lot like the show Fuzz.
Been there, done that.
(Terry) 'You drive a hard bargain, sir.'
What if I'd take you to a place you'd never been
and do something to you that's never been done?
See, my show features just one man, a single man
getting arrested every week in a different city.
That way people could feel for him and grow to love him
and he could be a hero, a man of the people.
A common man with a silver tongue and wings on his feet.
I'm talking about Ronnie Dobbs!
Don't mind if I do.
Well..
My immediate reaction is no.
But I've got kind of a "yessy" aftertaste.
Part of me loves it, and then this other part of me
hates the first part for loving it.
'cause the second part hates it. Fran?
I'm for-gainst it.
Hm..
Well, I gotta say, I love it.
Really?
Well, it looks to me like you've got yourself a show!
(all) Congratulations!
- Twillstein, right? - Yeah.
(voiceover of Clay) Terry fellow, he masterminded the whole thing like some
genius Einstein from hell meets the Wolf Man on steroids.
Right. And then Ronnie gets arrested. Get him in the car.
Get the car pulling away. Boom! Magic! Perfect!
Well, that was it. Ronnie, was off and running.
Oh, but not too fast, or there wouldn't be no show.
(Ronnie on TV) 'May I have one second to pet the dog'
'and let him know I'm friendly? I mean you no harm, dog!'
'O-oh, look at me! I'm like an astronaut!'
'I want my right to remain silent!'
'This goat ate my shoes and my shirt and my hat'
'and my wallet and my ring. You put the goat down!'
- 'Arrest this guy.' -'Arrest this goat!'
Listen here. You think people liked it?
Run, Ronnie, run!
Hell, yes, they liked it, and if they paid attention
they just might learned a thing or two.
You come down from there!
I'm the one who called. He's right over here.
(male #4) We're checking out a possible B & E at Al's Auto Shop.
There he is, right there. I don't know what to tell y'all.
This crazy drunk maniac comes running in here..
I have a complaint to make.
I want to file, I want to register a reward for me
because this man was impersonating Elvis
and I stopped him.
Officer, he took my hair. I've got a show to do tonight.
I took Elvis' hair. I'm gonna go return it to him.
He hit me! Fake Elvis has been perpetrating
a crime against a true American hero!
I don't need this, officer. I got three kids.
I don't need maniacs coming in my sho..
What happened? Hey, man I was hanging out here and this crazy
drunk motherfucker came running up and..
There he goes, officers! There he goes!
Look at him! There's the perpetrator! 10-20!
'Police department. Stay back.'
'Not too close.'
- 'You seen anybody in here?' - 'Yeah. Went through there.'
- 'Here he is.' - 'What are you doing in here?'
Look at Daddy.
- Do you live here? - Yeah, I lived here first.
And then these people built a house around me
and didn't even check with me.
You think Tammy didn't notice? Is that what you think?
Listen, think again, and think right this time, will ya?
(Ronnie on TV) 'Can't a man sleep in his cabinet?'
'Yes, yes. I got it. I got it. That's it.'
Y'all got banana on me!
[screaming]
Y'all got the wrong man. Okay, listen up.
I was just stealing myself, okay?
I signed a contract with the devil at a restaurant.
'I have the contract, and, and, uh the devil'
'the devil took my soul! We got this off the devil!'
The devil's loose amongst men in New York City!
Begone, Satan!
(Ronnie on TV) 'Oh! No, you got the wrong man!'
Have you had some thing to drink tonight?
- Drink? - Yeah. Alcohol.
I ain't *** up. I ain't *** up.
'I was on my way to get *** up, but you *** that up.'
'Congratulations to you.'
That's four bleeps, man.
Let's do it!
Drink, drink, drink, drink!
[speaking French]
I don't speak French!
Fuck!
[speaking French]
Speak English, mother fucker! Come on!
You are under arrest. Shut up!
Okay. I understood that one.
[screaming]
I'm being chained! I am a chained man!
Boy, did it take off, quicker than Ronnie could count to 20.
I'm king of Alaska Mountain!
He was the new prince of Hollywood.
Hollywood, California, that is.
Take a look around, Ronnie. It's all yours.
Terry, I don't believe it.
Man, If six months ago you'd have said that someday
I, Ronnie Dobbs
would be eating the world's biggest hotdog
I wouldn't have believed a goddamned word
out of your lying mouth.
Only in Hollywood!
That's not all. I've another surprise for you.
- And you're gonna love it. - There's a bigger hotdog?
It's much better than that!
(Terry) Ha-ha. Here we are, Ronnie!
(Ronnie) Oh, hell.
Terry, I don't like museums.
No, it's a house.
It's your house.
It's glorious.
Like an angel-sparkling loogie!
Whoa!
- Uh, damn! - What is it?
I like it and all, Terry, but it's gonna take
an awful long time to fuck it up.
I did foresee that eventuality. You won't be alone.
Hey! Kyle, Tonya! Hey, fucked-up dog!
- Hey, man! - Alright!
Oh, hey, Clay. Hey, man, I'm sorry about, uh..
Oh, that's all right, Ronnie. It's kind of my fault anyway.
Good part is, I don't have no feeling below my chin.
Well, alright! Let's have us a champagne jam!
[cheering]
(Tonya) 'Get in there, you drunken cripple.'
Ronnie! You're fabulous, man!
I love your stuff, Ronnie. Welcome to the club.
- Dude, show biz forever! - Ronnie, here's to you.
Come on, dog, eat that vomit. That's right, eat it up.
- Eat it! Lick it! Lick it up. - There he goes! Look at him!
Lick it up. Good for his coat.
- John Stamos. - I'm Rebecca.
Give him a kiss. Give him a good one.
That's Ronnie Dobbs. Give him a little tongue.
You've got to come over and rob us sometime.
- Yeah? Will do, will do. - We won't even call the police.
- Nice mullet. - Colin, man, what's up?
- Ronnie. - Hey, buddy!
Like always, man. Thank you very much.
Anytime. Hey, yo, Ronnie.
- Okay. A'ight, man. - You look in good shape, huh?
- Ronnie Dobbs! What's up? - Ronnie!
Why weren't you at my party?
That's okay. I'm gonna have another one tonight.
- Okay. - In my pants.
- I'm just kidding! - A'ight.
- Am I? Of course I am. - Okay.
Not.
- Big fan, big fan! - A'ight, man.
Oh, Ronnie Dobbs, uh, you are brilliant!
- You have to do me a favor. - At your service.
- Tell me to fuck off! - Huh?
- Come on! It's her birthday! - A'ight. Fuck you, bitch!
Oh, my God.
- In fact, fuck all y'all! - Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Oh, man, like that? Check this out!
(Ronnie) 'That one was for next year.'
- Happy birthday. - Ronnie, there you are.
Come along.
Hey, birthday girl, you need a spanking.
(Terry) 'Someone very special came here just to see you.'
His name's Chow-Chow, and he's here on behalf
of the Make Your Last Wish Foundation. Picture!
[click]
Peyton!
Ronnie Dobbs, Ronnie Dobbs!
Uh. Hey, Chow-Chow, what's up?
- I'm sad. - Why's that?
The doctor says I need special shoes for my fat feet
so I can be like a normal kid and run and play!
Kiddo, no more tears, 'cause Uncle Ronnie Dobbs is here.
Tell you what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna go out in this world and get everything I can get.
I'm gonna be rich, super rich.
I'm gonna spend money like a chimp in a beat-off contest.
Yeah?
- Don't interrupt me, now. - So sorry.
Then I'm gonna get 1,000 pair of special shoes
put 'em in a big ol' pile, and just burn 'em all!
Woo-hoo.
- Mr. Ronnie! - Hey, don't interrupt me!
- I done told you once. - So sorry. No interrupt.
I'm gonna go out and get a diamond crystal speedboat
and I'm gonna paint it gold, and I'm gonna get so much pussy.
Don't worry, I ain't gonna leave you out.
'Okay? You gonna get some. I'll get you laid.'
Don't worry 'bout that. What kind you like?
'That's a tough one. Don't answer yet.'
'Save it. Okay.'
Then I'm gonna find the dude what makes special shoes
and pay him not to make special shoes!
Yeah! How about that? Damn, look at them!
I drew an arrow up to where my bedroom's at.
- Ronnie Dobbs. - Yeah.
- Scott Thompson. - Okay.
Man, I love your work! Is it real, though?
I mean, do you really get arrested ?
Hell, yeah, bitch!
This music is awful.
Mind if I raid your CD cabinet?
Raid my..
Oh, no, man.
Oh, you want to.. No, no, man.
My CD cabinet is "exit only".
Thought you were gonna try to turn me gay
when I wasn't looking, huh?
I know all about y'all's gay conspiracy agenda.
- Oh, please! - Nice try.
Lucky Pierre, this is Ramrod.
We have a breach of security. He knows everything.
Code red. I repeat, code red!
[device beeping]
Well, we just received our numbers from overseas.
Combined with our efforts here
everything is proceeding precisely according to plan.
Gay bars are up.
Straight men are experimenting.
The priesthood is still our number one..
- We got a leak. - What?!
We've got no choice. We're gonna have to shut down
this entire worldwide multibillion-dollar
gay conspiracy.
What about the gay-dar machine?
- And the $3 bill? - What about the skin flute?
Sorry, ladies.
It's over.
Tell our source to get back into the closet, pronto.
- Damn it! - Ramrod, code blue.
(man on radio) Get back in the closet. Repeat, code..
Ladies! You both have beautiful posture.
Could I get you a drink?
- What's up, Ronnie? - Ha!
Damn! It's the cardboard beer girl!
* I don't want you cook my bread *
* I don't want you make my bed *
* I don't want your money too *
* I just wanna make love to you *
- Uh, ah.. - Ronnie Jobbs.
My name is Kayla. I am so excited to meet you.
'I am such a huge fan of yours.'
Huh?
Yeah, my agent's been telling me how hot you are.
And I agree.
Oh..
Yeah, I'm hot.
Hot for you, if you know what I mean.
I know what you mean.
So, tell me, is that a beer in your pocket
or are you just happy to see me?
No, I ain't got no beer. Oh, no, no that's a hard-on.
That's 'cause of you. You gave that to me.
Well, maybe your big dog
could train my naughty pussycat.
Ah, well, I ain't into pets or nothing, so, nah.
'But, hey, I got, got a better idea.'
How's about Dr. Ronnie takes this here hard-on
and writes you a prescription for a hot beef injection?
Maybe it's time
you showed me your bedroom.
Oh, yeah, I could do that, but I got a better idea.
How' s about you and I go fu..
* O-oh
* O-oh..
* O-oh
* Ew ew eww..
* Damn
* Ew ew eww..
* Tonight
* The night of nights
* Night of 1,001 erotic delights *
* This night of nights
* Will truly be rememberful * Rememberful
* I will stick my penis
* In your beautiful vagina
* Damn * Damn
* Double damn
(chorus) * Damn, damn
* This is the greatest love in history *
* A monstrosity of ecstasy
* A biography of nudity
* For you and me
* Tonight
* We will ignite
* A flaming pyre of costly, trite delights *
* Like ew
* A diamond necklace dipped in chocolate *
* To get you hot
* It's just a small confection to signify my affection *
* How 'bout a collection Of erotic magazines *
* Erotic tangerines
* Ew erotic letters from Ben Vereen *
* This is the greatest love in history *
* A monstrosity of ecstasy
* A biography of nudity
* For you and me
* For ew, ew, ew, ew, you and me *
* Girl
* This is a night that supersedes all comprehension *
* It's gonna make Stephen Hawkins feel stupid *
* It's gonna make the night Lincoln was shot *
* Look like a peanut * A peanut, girl
* A lowly little peanut
* Like a pirate in the night
* Challenge your pussy to a fight *
* A-pussy-doodle-doo
* I stuck my penis
* In your thoughtful vagina
* Uh, shit
* Until we both said "o-oh"
* A monstrosity of ecstasy
* A biography of nudity
* That's what I'll give to thee *
* This was the greatest love in history *
* Challenge your pussy to a fight *
* A-pussy-doodle-doo
* That's what I'll be to thee
* This was the greatest love in history *
* A bority on your TV
* A shopping spree from A to Z
* That's what I'll be to you
* This was the greatest love in history *
* A guarantee of depravery..
Well, Ronnie, you've bedded your dream girl.
- Yeah. - What is it?
I don't know. Terry, man, it's weird.
I mean, she's hot and all, you know, but it's weird.
When I'm making the sweetest of loves to her
doing it for real, you know?
I'm loving on her
I'm pulling out in time and everything
and it's just like..
I don't know. I can't help but think of Tammy.
Maybe I should see a doctor or something.
[sighs]
I'll give you a diagnosis for free.
You're in love.
Ronnie, since we're pouring our hearts out to each other
I've got a little secret to share.
Something I've never shared with anyone before.
My accent..
...it isn't real.
- You ain't from England? - No, I'm from England.
But I was born without an accent.
[crying]
That's cool.
I wonder if Tammy would take me back.
Man, get me a bus ticket back home tomorrow.
Oh, no, sir! No, no, you have a TV show to do.
No, no, I'm gonna go back home.
You're not going anywhere, but I'll tell you what I will do..
I'll get Tammy a bus ticket to come out here!
When she sees what you've done
the house, the monster truck
in the garage, the beer girl.
Well, I mean, it'll only make her jealous
and that's the number one motivation for women.
Right.
Right, man. Jealousy.
Yeah, that's like women's kryptonite.
[chuckling]
Mm-hmm..
Mm-hmm.
[bell ringing]
Ronnie?
Anybody home?
'Enchante.'
My Cherie has arrived.
And your knight in finery awaits.
Ronnie, this place is amazing.
Yes, my dear, and it is a mere pittance of my vast estate.
Some of which you can't even see.
I got a bank account now
and I'm wearing socks.
Behold, glorious gifts from God and above.
A toilet paper rosette for a true lady of the evening.
And an Italian cottage made of international cheeses.
- Wow. - Yeah, you can eat it.
Except for the bottom part, that's all cardboard.
Oh, I forgot, let me introduce to you my secret weapon. Keyla!
- Yeah. - Who's she?
Oh, only the girl I've been fucking.
Jealous much?
Oh!
Way to go, bitch. You fucked up-- Oh!
[guitar music]
Tammy.
[Poison playing "Every rose has its thorn"]
* We both lie silently still in the dead of the night *
* Although we both lie close together *
* We feel miles apart inside
* Was it something I said or something I did *
* Did my words not come out right *
* Though I tried not to hurt you *
* Though I tried but I guess that's why they say *
* Every rose has its thorn
* Just like every night has it's dawn *
* Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song *
* Every rose has its thorn
* Yeah it does *
Hey, bro, you look like you could use something
to make you feel a whole lot better.
Come inside, man. It's okay.
And newly elected Governor Hark Trellis
is making national news with a record number of executions
in the state of Georgia.
So far, 35 thrilled prisoners..
Sorry, the word is "doomed."
Make that doomed prisoners excitedly skipped death row.
'No, they didn't. They were led.'
What the hell are we paying Malaysians 35 cents a T-shirt
for when we can get them
from Tai-fucking-wan for 22 cents?
Time magazine is accusing you of exploiting Ronnie.
Great! More publicity for my musical!
Come on, Sh-h-h. I want to hear this.
* I thought that my home was my castle *
* With no one scrutinizing me
* No pigs, no lyin' bitch, no hassle *
* You'll are brutalizin' me
* Can't a man
* Not drink his beer in silence *
* Can't a man
* Not crudely lie and scream
* Can't a man not control his bitch with violence *
* You'll are brutalizin' me
* You'll
* Are brutalizing
* Me
No, no, no! That was shite, pure shite!
- I don't disagree. - Really?
I think it's ridiculous like this, it's like a lie.
And we've spent the whole play getting to this point.
We've unpeeled the onion. He should be naked.
It's a naked, beautiful moment.
- Let's try it your way. - Please.
- Mr. Twillstein. - Yes.
- It's about Ronnie. - What's about Ronnie?
Ah-um, he can't get arrested.
Get me on the next flight out.
My golden goose.
(male #1) 'Okay, take it from the beginning.'
* Can't a man
* Not drink his beer in silence *
It's hard to say what you want
without putting up those old masks
of "I'm not good enough."
Or "I couldn't possibly obtain this."
Complete this sentence. I want, I want..
In my fondest moments of wantonness, I want..
Mary Lynn. What does Mary Lynn want?
- I want a magenta horse. - Mm-hm.
And I want to fly away with it into a reddish background.
And I want pixies. Oh, I want pixies.
Good, good, those are all doable. Good, good.
Jim. What does Jim want?
I want to write a hemp cookbook using hemp ink.
And I want to build houses out of hemp for the homeless.
And I want to make clothes out of hemp for the world.
- And, um, I just.. - It's okay.
I know it's hard, Jim, say it, you're among friends.
I want to smoke some of the hemp.
I mean, just a little. Just...a little.
Good, good getting more honest.
- Yeah. - Jeff Goldbloom.
What does Jeff Goldbloom want?
- I want my-my money back. - Mm-hm, mm. Okay.
And, um, ah, I want angels to-to give it to me.
- Ah-h. - And, um, oh, ah, pixies.
To, ah, to count it out for me and a gnome or a hobbit
or an elf to sleep at the foot of my bed and-and have..
'I just, I just want them all over my backyard.'
No matter what happens with any of that I do want my money back.
Ronnie Dobbs. Our newest recruit. Thank you, Greg.
What does Ronnie want?
Ah, I think I got it, ah, ah.
I want to love people and I want people to love on me.
- Hm. - And I want...pecan pie.
I want angels to make me that pie.
I want angels to make me that pie so good.
And I want whipped cream and strawberries on top!
[sobbing]
I'll tell you what I want.
Terry, I thought you was in New York.
Yeah, a lot of people think a lot of things about New York.
- I want-- - Hey, he-he didn't pay.
It's $1,500 to say what you want.
Stuff it. I want the old Ronnie back.
Tonya and Kyle told me you've become a vegetarian
and you haven't drank with them in weeks.
Oh, hey, Tonya, Kyle, fucked up dog.
[dog whining]
Oh, hey, Clay. Hey, sorry about that spinal thing.
(monitor) 'It's okay, Ronnie. I was drunk, too.'
Have you read these letters I'm getting?
"Dear Ronnie, my name is Maurice."
"I am eight years old. I am your biggest fan."
"How come you are not so drunk anymore? My daddy says"
"you were never really drunk, just a Hollywood phony!"
"I told him he was wrong. He beat the shit out of me."
"Love, Maurice." Ronnie, I've got sacks of these at my office.
Terry, man, it's hard, you don't know.
You don't know what it's like being a superstar, I mean.
You know I can get all these people going
"What can I do for you, Mr. Dobbs?"
And you gotta think of things they've got to do for you.
And you just don't know. It's-it's hard and it's--
- Here. Have a drink. - It's no fun anymore.
I know, I know. Take a break, there.
[glugging]
I mean, you know, you get everybody's giving you free--
Little bit, little more. Drink, drink, drink.
[upbeat music]
- 'Little bit more.' - Yeah.
[laughs]
Yeah, I got my beer goggles on now.
- That's right. - Woo-hoo!
I'm starting to see clearly. This does smell like bullshit.
You'll get out of my house. Get on, get on out of here.
Freaky new wave hippie. Get out of here, blondie.
Go on man. You, too, Jeff Goldenstein, go on, get going.
Yeah, 'cause old Ronnie Dobbs is back!
[cheering]
Oh, Ronnie, I love you.
Hello, it's me again.
The scene you were about to see has been cut.
So that the film you're watching could obtain
the rating mandated by the studio.
It's a shame, as it was a beautifully shot
and poignant scene of love.
A thing of the past, I suppose.
Many famous films have had scenes cut
to reach a specified audience.
Here's a scene cut from a popular children's film.
projector whirring]
* Oh, there are several ways to irritate a lady *
* You could mention that her hat's gone out of style *
* Oh, that's sure to get her miffed *
* It's bound to cause a tiff
* But here's a little trick to go the extra mile *
* Give her
* Just a little kick in the cunt *
A kick in the cunt?
* A kick in the cunt
* How about a nice kick in the cunt *
* You'll sure have her stumped if you go for the punt *
* With a jolly good kick in the cunt *
* Now, you might want to sock her a clop in the choppers *
* So shock her by making a grab at her knockers *
* But she'll call the coppers and you'll land in jail *
* Where you eat bread and water and shit in a pail *
* So if you've enough of her womanly guff *
* No need to be rough it'll be quite enough *
* To call her bluff with a huff and a puff *
* Just stuff your foot straight into her muff *
[squirrel chatter
I'm sorry. That was an inappropriate scene to show here
as it was cut for time, not content.
Now, let's rejoin the film you've been watching.
(narrator) Ronnie returned to his home town a hero.
Come on, Ronnie, aren't you excited?
Oh, yeah, I guess. I just kinda expecting Tammy
to come down and see me, that's all.
(Ronnie) 'Thank you. Thank you. A'ight, come on, now.'
I'd like to thank Mr. Dobbs for farting the alphabet.
He's definitely a man of many talents.
- Now, here of course-- - Okay, P.S., ah.
'I just want to say, ah, okay'
some of you'll think that I don't deserve a second chance
and I swear, if I were to get a second chance
or even a fourth chance..
I would make a good husband to these people.
That's God's honest truth.
[crowd clapping]
Hey, baby, you see me farting?
Arrest this piece of shit, boys.
Ah, what the hell?
Ah, you're going down for good this time, Dobbs.
He didn't do nothing.
Hey, yeah, that's really true this time.
It's my new policy, a little thing I like
to call "no strikes and you're out."
- Terry! - You can't do that.
Governor, please, Ronnie's a celebrity now.
Don't you make an exception for them?
We had a deal, Twillstein.
(Ronnie) 'I want to file a reward.'
Make a hole.
(Ronnie) 'You see that? Do something. Don't just stand there.'
Terry, hey man, what's up?
- Ronnie? - Hey, I can't hear you.
Yes, Ronnie, ah, the phone. Pick up the phone.
- Huh? - The phone, pick up the phone.
Hang on. Yeah-lo?
- Ronnie, it's Terry. - Oh, hang on, he's right here.
Hey man, it's for you.
No. No, it's me on the phone. I'm on the phone.
Okay. Um ,hey, I'm sorry, looks like he's on another call.
- Can you call back? - No, Ronnie, it's me.
Terry, speaking to you via the telephone.
Oh, man, aw, duh. Okay, I got it now, okay.
Hey man, how are you? Hey, you know you got a phone call?
Yes, yes, I realize that. Ah, Ronnie, how are you?
I'm good. I'm good. I can't complain, man.
Check out the threads, free.
You know, Ronnie, this is all my fault.
I was so busy exploiting you that--
Yeah, yeah, hang on. That's cool.
They asked me if I wanted to get electrocuted or injected.
'And I was like, "Wait a minute.'
"What say I jump out of an airplane what's on fire"
"no parachute, but straight into a shark tank"
"filled with poisonous razorblades?"
That's crazy talk, you're not jumping out of fiery airplane
into a shark tank of razors.
No, I know, man, they said I had to get electrocuted.
What are you talking about?
I'm on death row, Terry. Didn't you hear?
'Part of the Governor's new Get-Tough campaign.'
He's finally cleaning this state up.
- That can't be. - Yeah, man.
- They gonna kill me tomorrow. - Let's go, Dobbs.
I'll see you in hell, Terry.
Hey, do something real bad so I can see you in hell, okay?
[dramatic music]
[gun shots]
Ronnie Dobbs. Naive bumpkin.
- What'd you call me? - Sack of manure for brains.
(TV announcer) 'We regrettably interrupt Fishin' with Guns'
'with this special news bulletin.'
(news reporter) 'Good evening'.
'We have confirmed reports that the son of Governor Trellis'
'has been kidnapped.'
'The kidnappers have demanded the immediate turnover..'
Inbred baboon.
'Of TV superstar Ronnie Dobbs.'
- 'We now go live..' - That's it!
Shut up, you illiterate butterbean!
(bartender) 'Get him out of here! Out the door, through the window!'
'Get him out of here! Out of here!'
Unhand me, you hairy hill folk. I'm trying to watch this!
'The lucky boy, sorry, the unlucky boy'
'is being held hostage by approximately four gentlemen.'
Gentlemen? No, try "terrorists"! Stupid tongue. Sorry.
Four terrorists who are demanding the release
of a prisoner named Ronnie Dobbs from Georgia's death row.
A swank, luxurious place of enchantment.
What did I just say? This tongue of mine, it's all twisted up!
(police) 'Make a deal. You hear me? We will make a deal.'
'Real simple.'
'Real simple. There 's no need for violence.'
I want you to stay calm. This can be worked out--
All right in there, listen, this is the Governor talking to you.
I heard your demands. Now I want to tell you my demands.
Let my son go and shoot yourselves in the head.
How's that sit with you?
I didn't get a nickname "Get Tough" by caring about my son.
- Give me that. - Twillstein.
Don't listen to him. He's not on your side.
You can do whatever you can dream.
Twillstein! Get him!
- We makin' no deals here, pal. - I'm not with the bobbies.
No, I've come here to assist you.
Ah, look, I realize that you're fans of Ronnie's
and you want to get him out and get an autograph
and maybe a photo but when you're done, I'll take him.
You ain't taking him no where. He's staying right here.
We got special plans for Dobbs.
Well, that's wonderful. What could they be?
We gonna kill the son of a bitch!
Kill Ronnie?
Why would you want to do that?
[dramatic music]
You're from that Elimination program.
You got that right.
We was shittin' in high cotton.
We had the number one show, then when Dobbs showed up
network pulled the plug on our show.
Yeah! They forgot all about us.
'Hell, they left us out there on that goddamn island to die.'
We had to make a goddamned canoe out of the fat guy.
But he's already on death row. Isn't that enough?
No, that ain't enough! We gonna kill him our way!
And then we're gonna eat him.
What in the hell do you think I'm talkin' about here, pinhead?
Ronnie!
Man, this is hard. I mean, you live your whole life
and you think you've got it all worked out
and then comes the toughest choice of all.
[guitar music]
Hope I'm doing the right thing.
Hey, Dobbs, you got more visitors.
- Hey-hey, little beans. - Daddy, daddy..
Gonna give you a few minutes then say good-bye.
- Okay. - Oh, look at you'll
You guys run along and let me talk to Daddy, okay?
- Hey. - Hey.
- Sorry. - Do those hurt?
No, no, no, they a'ight.
Tammy, I love you so much.
I-I mean, you're the only one I ever loved.
- I don't know what happened. - Oh, Ronwell.
Sometimes God shines His magic light beam from outer space
and it works in mysterious ways.
I may not always know what He's thinking
but I know that inside, you're a good man.
Oh, baby. I wish I had a magic genie bottle.
I'd rub it so hard, man that genie'd be like
"Man, what the fuck you doin'?"
I'd be like, "Man, I need some wishes bad."
That genie'd be like, "You keep rubbin' my bottle-home so hard
I'll give you a foot-shaped wish up your ass," and I'll be like--
Okay, let's go. Time's up. Let's go.
What the hell?
[kids screaming]
Hey, let's kill the kid and the sissy. I'm starvin'.
Yeah, I'd like a snack, too.
[dramatic music]
Sorry we have to do this, kid.
Your daddy, he is one tough bastard.
Like father..
...like son.
[grunting]
- Ah-h-h! - Come on.
Hut!
[grunting]
Who's next?
* He's misplaced cigarette His governor Dad *
* Misplaced cigarette His governor Dad *
[electric guitar playing]
Fat little prick!
* Ass kickin' fat kid
* Oh, ass kickin' fat kid
* Ass kickin' fat kid
[screaming]
* Ass kickin' fat kid
* Ass kickin' he's fat
[both grunting]
United States Marine Corps taught me
how to kill a man in six seconds before they kicked me out.
Let's get it on, sweetheart.
[music continues]
[screaming]
[glass shattering]
* Oh, fat kid what have you done *
* You turned the preconceptions upside down *
helicopter engine roaring]
Son.
I got some demands of my own.
(policeman #1) 'It's confirmed. Governor's approved the pardon of Dobbs.'
Ten-four, open the perimeter gate.
(Ronnie) 'What's goin' on, where are we goin'?'
'I didn't get my last meal. What about my waffles?'
I was supposed to have a wonderful breakfast
of delicious waffles, and I didn't get nothing
not even a bowl of good-bye mints.
What about my waffles?
You mind if I buy you those waffles, stranger?
Nah, man, I ain't in-- Terry?
What are you doing picking up guys out here?
I'm only here to pick up one man.
Well, fuck that guy. Give me a ride.
[car honking]
- Ronnie. - Tammy.
Come on, Ronnie Hollywood awaits.
(male narrator) Ronnie was in what the scholars call a shit pickle.
but we know two heads is always better than one.
So Ronnie, Tammy, and Terry
came up with something that'd make 'em all happy.
* Endless virtue never change
* Lord help me
Look at me. I'm on a river. Hey, river dance. Woo-hoo-ho.
This is the greatest day in the moment of American history.
Ever. I'm Ronnie Dobbs!
Catch the ring! You catch the ring!
I'm not going, motherfucker!
We're trying to save your life!
- Woo-hoo. - Ronnie, that's it, chum.
Yeah, hey, Terry, did you see that?
I drove backwards right off the thing, man.
It was awesome!
(TV reporter) 'A drunken Ronnie remained in the water for six hours'
'before a crew of Navy seals forcibly rescued him.'
'We'll see that tonight, as well as Ronnie repelling rescuers'
from a treacherous cliff top.
(Ronnie) 'Bring on that helicopter. Come on, I don't need you.'
Get on out of here, woah, woah.
And then later, in an alpine skiing tragedy.
Ronnie comes perilously close to dying of frostbite.
And humiliates a rescue team with snowballs.
All tonight on Ronnie Dobbs Gets Rescued.
Cut! Brilliant. That's a wrap.
You make Bob Stack look like an amateur, Kent.
Hey, one hundred. Who likes cake?
- Ah, everybody. - Yes. That's right.
Where's Ronnie?
[car honing]
- Ronnie. - Hey-hey, Terry.
Looks like you got your truck lowered.
Tammy, is that you? You look glamorous.
I'm a regular Hollywood trophy wife.
You are. Thank you for loaning me your husband.
As long as he's not getting arrested it's okay by me.
- Woo-hoo! - Woo-hoo!
I feel like I'm ready to party. I got lungs of steel.
A'ight, Clay, I heard that.
Uncle. Uncle.
Ah, hey, little dude.
You'll never guess. I got my special shoes.
I don't give a goddamn.
Come on, Chow-Chow.
Come on, you'll, let's have us a champagne jam.
(all) Champagne!
Hey, let's party, for real this time.
(Tammy) 'Okay, we're off, everybody.'
(Clay) 'Hey, Ronnie, you ain't got a hair on your ass'
'if you don't give it some gas.'
(Tammy) 'Hey, look out.'
Too fast, Uncle. Uncle Ronnie, too fast.
[car tires screeching]
(Ronnie) 'Look out.'
[metal clangling]
Woo-hoo-ho.
- That was a nasty right turn. - You guys okay?
Hey, you'll all right?
Uncle Ronnie, you broke my special shoes.
* We're gonna have us a champagne jam *
Then, ah, he stole some tires.
Ah, he stole..
Hey, shouldn't he be coming up by now?
(all) Go, go, go, go!
* Music makes credits interesting, yeah *
* Woo-oo, you walk out without something to see *
This goat ate my shoes and my shirt and my wallet
and my diamond rings and ow, ow.
Ah, God, God, ah-h, Goddamnit!
* Paid your money for the special show *
* Even though you never heard of the Blister Show *
Really? That's fabulous, aw!
[indistinct chatter]
Where's that ambulance at? Where's that ambulance?
Hey, can't catch me.
Oh, fuck! Jesus Christ! Fuck! Troy! Troy! Aw!
[screaming]
She's a lying bitch. You can't trust a word she's saying.
Look at this stupid bitch!
Get her off of me! She's an old lady!
What's wrong with you?
Let me go! Let me go!
I want her fired. I want her off the set.
* Ronnie Dobbs movie
* Do it dude, doie in a tart-ta's movie *
It's called acting.
[Rhett Miller singing "Doraville"]
[upbeat music]
* Doraville, touch of country in the city *
* Doraville, it ain't much, but it's home *
* Friends of mine say I oughta move to New York *
* New York's fine, but it ain't Doraville *
[guitar solo]
* Every night, I make a living making music *
* And that's alright to folks in Doraville *
* Yeah, hey hey
* Oh, hot time in Dixie, hey
* It's funky but it's pretty
* Sweet Georgia
* Yeah, hey hey
* Oh, hot time in Dixie
* Hey
* Oh, it's funky but it's pretty *
* You'll dig it
* Red clay hills
* Rednecks drink wine on Sunday *
* Behind their field being down in Doraville *
* Doraville
* Touch of country in the city
* Doraville
* It ain't much, but it's home *
* Doraville *
[Melissa Auf der Maur singing "Every Rose Has Its Thorn"]
* Every rose has it's thorn
* Just like every night
* Has it's dawn
* Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song *
* Every rose has it's thorn
* I hear our favorite song *
* Playing on the radio
* Hear the DJ say's that love's a game of easy come and go *
* What does he know
* Has he ever felt like this
* And I know that you could be here right now *
* If I could have let you know somehow that *
* Every rose has it's thorn
* Just like every night has it's dawn *
* Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song *
* Every rose *
(Clay) Well, there you have it. The Ronnie Dobbs story.
From the bottom to the top
to the bottom and back to the top.
Who wants to bet the bottom's next?
What a story! What about me?
Well, look at me. I'm fine.
Now, that hit the spot.
Anyway, I don't blame Ronnie.
See, I was a little bit drunk my own self.
Live and learn, I guess.
I'm so tired, but, hell, I can't go to sleep.
Well, I guess I'll just tell the story again.
This here is the story of one Ronwell Dobbs..