The tape, goddamnit. Gimme some
Jesus fucking Christ, shut her up, will ya? How in hell am I supposed
Shit! She bit me.
You wormy little chicken-shit. Get off yer candyass an' help me hold
'er. Fuck! Goddamnit.
You'll kill her.
I will if she lifts that knee again. Hear that, cunt? Hear me?
Stan! Really, you're gonna kill her hittin' her so hard.
Not yet, I'm not. Eh, Elmo? Not yet? Fuck! Aren't you even man enough
to pin two scrawny ankles down?
I've got 'em, I've got 'em! Stop hittin' her!
We're gonna do a lot worse, Pauly. Right, Elmo?
Slap another strip of tape across 'er yap, Pauly, an' roll 'er over.
Let's have a look.
She's passed out.
Has she? Good. Scissors.
Scissors. Hand me the fuckin' scissors. Maybe if we cut a flap in the
seat of 'er pants, Elmo will drive a little faster.
We outta town yet, Elmo?
I'll tell you.
You do that, Elmo, you just do that. And I'll tell you what we got us
Pink panties, Elmo. And whataya know? Pink backside, too... Say 'ah'... Oooooo,
Elmo! Wait'll ya see this assholetight as a sailor's pocket. You'll need a fuckin'
crowbar just to pick it. Get it, Pauly? Pick 'er pocket? Wanna see?
No. I don't feel so good.
You get sick and I'll pinch yer cocksuckin' head off.
Elmo, you better pull over.
Fuck off. Jesus fucking Christ. Here. Hurry up! Why do you keep
draggin' along these amateurs, Stan? Watch the carpet!
Wanna throw him out with his puke?
We oughta. We really oughta. Is he through?
Sorry, you guys. Go ahead, Elmo. I'll be all right now.
Hey, where the fuck are we?
Keep your shirt on.
Sure, Elmo. Mine stays, hers goes. A bra, Pauly. No bra. Shit, man,
nice pair, eh? Tug those bluejeans off 'er.
I can't. The tape's in the way.
You taped her legs together? God, what an asshole. Hey, Elmo, this
idiot taped the cunt's legs together. Why not tape yer pecker to yer balls? Or here,
better yet, snip the mother off. Elmo, hand me my razor.
Get it yourself.
Prep 'er, Pauly. Get 'er pants pulled off an' spread 'er. Stan the
Beaver-Barber's on his way. Pretty good, eh Elmo? Stan the
I've heard it.
She's not breathin'!
Sure she is. Look at 'er tits. Pauly, if I'da known you was such a
pansy, I'da never let ya come along. Now gimme back them scissors.
She's hurt bad. Look at her hand.
You did that, for Chrissake, yankin' 'er through the fuckin' door.
I didn't do anything!
Well, suit yerself. Hey, Elmo, I guess you get her ass an'
snatch. Pauly's pud's a pollywog
Man, look what you're gonna miss. Look at them firm
little titties all round an' new. Don't they make ya wanna suck 'em? I'll bet she's got
'er cherry, too
Christ, she has! Lookee here; I can hardly get my pinky in. Elmo,
she's a virgin!
Her bunghole's mine.
That's what I like about you, Elmo, ya know exactly what ya want in
life. Wait'll ya see him do 'er, Pauly. He busts 'em like a fuckin' jackhammer. Hand me
that pillowcase an' crawl back down to 'er feet. Maybe you can whack off between 'er toes.
As for me, I got some scalpin' to do. God almighty, curls galore! Ain't it wonderful, the
way she's cooperatin'?
Under the tape. It'll choke her.
Maybe you should take it off.
And have the cunt screamin' bloody murder again?
She's out cold.
Not for long. Elmo never fucks 'em 'less they're wide awake. Ain't that
That you wan'em conscious when they get it?
He says the more it hurts, the more their little assholes squeeze.
She's really havin' trouble breathin'.
Almost through. Razor time! Never leave a solitary hairexcept for
eyebrows. You can come up here an' give 'er mouth-to-mouth when I do 'er snatch. We there
I'm lookin' for a place to pull over.
Here, Pauly, wanna do 'er pits? Run it up an' down 'er legs? No?
Switch places then. If she comes to while you're peelin' off that tape, tell 'er one peep
an' we gut 'er.
Hang on back there.
What the fuck you doin', Elmo!
Found a dirt road.
Well, go easy, will ya? I'm collectin' furwhat little there is.
That's the trouble with jailbait; their muffs'll hardly stuff a matchbox.
Her lip's split.
Teach 'er not to bite. She'll have to learn soon.
Are you really gonna make her blow you, Stan?
Make her? Pauly, by the time this cunt gets 'er gums on me, she'll be
beggin' for it. You'll see
I do nice work, don't I? Any place I missed? And get yer
fuckin' meathooks off 'er tits. You already forfeited yer share.
Ha! I knew it! Hey, Elmo, nurse Pauly here's finally gotta hard-on. Was
it feelin' up 'er titties, Pauly, or watchin' her twat get plucked? Should we give him
sloppy seconds after all, Elmo?
Hallelujah! Just a once-over on her arms an' shanks an',
prestoclean as a fuckin' whistle. We're ready when you are, Elmo. Elmo gets first
crack. Get it? First crack?
Wake her up.
What about Pauly, Elmo?
Hear that, Pauly?
She's still out.
Shake up a beer and give her a squirt.
Thar she blows!
Watch it, shithead, you're drippin' on the carpet.
Sorry, Elmo. Slap 'er, Pauly.
She's comin' around.
Bend her over.
Here we go. Will ya look at that pig-sticker! Lord have mercy; she'll
be squealin' for dear life. You'll never get it in 'er, Elmo, not with all the
goose-grease in the world.
Hold her. Tight.
We got 'er, Elmo, we got 'er.
Shut yer face, bitch.
No. Let her holler.
Jesus to God she took 'im! Go, Elmo, go!
Uhhhhh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uhhhhh!
It's the heat rub, Pauly; sets their assholes on fire. Go, Elmo, ride
'er, bang 'er, hump, hump, hump 'er.
Whew, that was fuckin' fantastic, Elmo. I'm surprised ya didn't bust
clear through. That's one asshole that'll never be the same.
Keep that towel under her.
Where's he goin'?
For a walk. Elmo never watches once he's through. She's all ours! You
No, you go ahead.
Shriveled up again, eh? Does yer mother know you're a fag?
I am not a fag.
You've got fresh pussy right under yer fuckin' nose an' ya can't even
get it up? That's fag shit, man.
Butt-fuckin's what's queer.
Oh, oh, oh; you better hope to God Elmo never hears what you just said
or you'll be gaggin' on yer own two balls. I'm not kiddin', believe me
So, you gonna
bust 'er cherry, or do I have to show ya how?
She's passed out again.
No. I want her this way.
To each his own. Heave ho.
Do you have to watch?
Afraid ya don't measure up?
Okay, for Chrissake, I'll turn my
head. Get on with it. Elmo ain't gonna wait around all night
What the fuck are you doin'?
You said you wouldn't watch.
Are you kissin' 'er? Is that what you're doin'? Jesus Christ, what a
Shut up, Stan. Shut your goddamn mouth!
Okay, okay. I'm not lookin'. Go ahead, Lancelot. Get it? Lance a lot?
I guess ya got it. Go, man, go. You in? You in? Pump 'er, Pauly! Let
'er have it! Cream the fuckin' bitch! Wake up, you miserable cunt. Come on, open yer eyes.
Show some appreciation for what you're gettin'.
Here, Pauly, wipe with this. You did 'er. Look. You did 'er real good.
Did she say somethin', Stan?
She said please. I told ya she'd be beggin' me for it. Come on,
darlin', up on yer knees. Ya got one more hole needs pluggin'. Now say 'ah,' an' don't
lemme once feel any of those teeth or I'll knock 'em down yer fuckin' throat... That's
it... Tongue an' lips... Sucky, sucky... I little faster... Sucky, sucky. Oooooo, that's
nice. Ya do that real
FUCK! GODDAMNIT! PAULY, HELP ME! PULL 'ER OFF! NO! MAKE 'ER
LET GO! JESUS, GOD, HELP ME! BITCH! BITCH! BITCH!
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my
Did her teeth go through?
Oh my fuckin' God. Bitch!
Stan. Stan, did her teeth go through?
I don't know. I'll kill 'er! I swear I'm gonna kill 'er!
Let me see.
Is it bad, is it bad? Pauly, tell me it isn't bad.
She bit it off, Stan.
WHAT! Don't tell me that, you motherfucker!
She did. The head. I'm sorry. It's bleedin' bad.
Oh my fuckin' God. Jesus Christ. Get Elmo. Elmo! You guys gotta get me
to a hospital. ELMO! Pauly, where's the scissors? Where's the fuckin' scissors?
I don't know.
Tape 'er, Pauly. FUCK!
Do it, goddamn you!
Now light me a cigarette.
You wanna smoke?
Don't argue with me!
Here. Here, Stan.
Now go get Elmo. And HURRY!
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch,
Stan, what're you doin'!
I'm burnin' fuckin' holes in this cunt's corpse. Bitch, bitch, bitch,
You killed her?
Dump her, Pauly.
In the wash. Get movin'.
Hey! Hey! Where you goin' with that bitch? HEY!
Stan. Stan, let him go.
I'm not through with 'er.
Pauly, where are you? Where the fuck are you, ya cocksucker? PAULY!
Where is she?
Stan, she's dead.
She's dead, Stan.
Pauly, you sure?
I checked, Elmo. I'm sure.
Then let's get the hell outta here!
No, I wanna smash 'er face.
Into the van, come on!
Pauly, ya got him in?
Yeah, yeah, GO!
smash 'er fuckin' face