Trailer Park Boys

Ricky: Smokes, let's go, gimme some smokes. Randy: I've only got two left. I'm not giving you any. Ricky: You're a fucking dick. Lahey, go fuck yourself.

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Ricky: You better chill out there, heavy metal dick. Cyrus: Why don't you go back to the bowling alley where you came from, helmet head?

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Cyrus: Hey! That's my shit! Cyrus: Hey! That's my shit! That's my shit! Julian: I want you out of this park.

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Me and Julian could definitely take care of the Cyrus thing. It's just that, number one: we're on probation. Which is no big deal, but you know I don't really wanna go back to jail. And number two or three, or whatever the fuck number we're on...

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Julian: I want you outta that car in two days though, Ricky. Ricky: No more than two weeks, I promise.

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Julian: What the hell happened to my trailer, boys?! Cory: Okay, chill. There's this guy named Cyrus. He just moved in here. There was nothing we could do about it. He has a gun, and he's nuts.

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