Captain Spaulding: Mary **** Moses! Ya' all get the **** outa here.
Killer Karl: Cool it Clowney. Keep your paws where I can see them.
Richard Wick: Yeah, d-don't move or I'll b-blast a hole the size of a k-Kansas City watermelon through your ugly-ass b-bozo face.
Captain Spaulding: What the **** is that supposed to mean?
Killer Karl: Go grab that other asshole out of the shitter and drag his ass back in here.
Richard Wick: Right.
Captain Spaulding: You miserable mother****er, I ought to leap over this counter and bash your **** balls in.
Killer Karl: All right, Tippy, hand over the cash box and I might leave your brains inside your skull.
Captain Spaulding: Well, I'll tell you what, Ski King, why don't you just take your Mama home some chicken and then I won't have to stuff my boot all up in ya ass.
Killer Karl: I don't like chicken. And, I hate clowns. Put that shit down. PUT IT DOWN! fine That is it! I'm gonna count to ten and you're gonna hand over all the cash, or I'm gonna splater your grease paint mug all over from here to the state line! One.
Captain Spaulding: **** yo mama.
Killer Karl: Two.
Captain Spaulding: **** yo sister.
Richard Wick: What are we gonna do?
Stucky: Hey, I know you. You work down at the hardware store. right? Richard Wick right?
Richard Wick: Shut your trap.
Killer Karl: Quiet down both of you! Three.
Captain Spaulding: **** yo grandma.
Stucky: Hey I remember now all the guys make fun out of you. They call you Little Dick Wick.
Richard Wick: Shut up!
Stucky: Little Dick Wick played with his prick, don't his smell just make you sick?'
Richard Wick: Stop singing I hate that song.
Killer Karl: Put your **** mask back on. **** it!
Captain Spaulding: Most of all **** you! Goddamn mother****er got blood all over my best clown suit.
Killer Karl: Cool it Clowney. Keep your paws where I can see them.
Richard Wick: Yeah, d-don't move or I'll b-blast a hole the size of a k-Kansas City watermelon through your ugly-ass b-bozo face.
Captain Spaulding: What the **** is that supposed to mean?
Killer Karl: Go grab that other asshole out of the shitter and drag his ass back in here.
Richard Wick: Right.
Captain Spaulding: You miserable mother****er, I ought to leap over this counter and bash your **** balls in.
Killer Karl: All right, Tippy, hand over the cash box and I might leave your brains inside your skull.
Captain Spaulding: Well, I'll tell you what, Ski King, why don't you just take your Mama home some chicken and then I won't have to stuff my boot all up in ya ass.
Killer Karl: I don't like chicken. And, I hate clowns. Put that shit down. PUT IT DOWN! fine That is it! I'm gonna count to ten and you're gonna hand over all the cash, or I'm gonna splater your grease paint mug all over from here to the state line! One.
Captain Spaulding: **** yo mama.
Killer Karl: Two.
Captain Spaulding: **** yo sister.
Richard Wick: What are we gonna do?
Stucky: Hey, I know you. You work down at the hardware store. right? Richard Wick right?
Richard Wick: Shut your trap.
Killer Karl: Quiet down both of you! Three.
Captain Spaulding: **** yo grandma.
Stucky: Hey I remember now all the guys make fun out of you. They call you Little Dick Wick.
Richard Wick: Shut up!
Stucky: Little Dick Wick played with his prick, don't his smell just make you sick?'
Richard Wick: Stop singing I hate that song.
Killer Karl: Put your **** mask back on. **** it!
Captain Spaulding: Most of all **** you! Goddamn mother****er got blood all over my best clown suit.
Captain Spaulding : Mary **** Moses! Ya' all get the **** outa here.
Killer Karl : Cool it Clowney. Keep your paws where I can see them.
Richard Wick : Yeah, d-don't move or I'll b-blast a hole the size of a k-Kansas City watermelon through your ugly-ass b-bozo face.
Captain Spaulding : What the **** is that supposed to mean?
Killer Karl : Go grab that other asshole out of the shitter and drag his ass back in here.
Richard Wick : Right.
Captain Spaulding : You miserable mother****er, I ought to leap over this counter and bash your **** balls in.
Killer Karl : All right, Tippy, hand over the cash box and I might leave your brains inside your skull.
Captain Spaulding : Well, I'll tell you what, Ski King, why don't you just take your Mama home some chicken and then I won't have to stuff my boot all up in ya ass.
Killer Karl : I don't like chicken. And, I hate clowns. Put that shit down. PUT IT DOWN! fine That is it! I'm gonna count to ten and you're gonna hand over all the cash, or I'm gonna splater your grease paint mug all over from here to the state line! One.
Captain Spaulding : **** yo mama.
Killer Karl : Two.
Captain Spaulding : **** yo sister.
Richard Wick : What are we gonna do?
Stucky : Hey, I know you. You work down at the hardware store. right? Richard Wick right?
Richard Wick : Shut your trap.
Killer Karl : Quiet down both of you! Three.
Captain Spaulding : **** yo grandma.
Stucky : Hey I remember now all the guys make fun out of you. They call you Little Dick Wick.
Richard Wick : Shut up!
Stucky : Little Dick Wick played with his prick, don't his smell just make you sick?'
Richard Wick : Stop singing I hate that song.
Killer Karl : Put your **** mask back on. **** it!
Captain Spaulding : Most of all **** you! Goddamn mother****er got blood all over my best clown suit.
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