Havva, the two 'goons brothers' (not the Blues Brothers,
MOFO - dress like 'em though!) and their smoky Trabant;
into the sunset of kidnapping / recipe trading / and
general....well..... 'gooning'.
About 1 mile into the kidnapping,
their Trabant fucking broke down.
SHIT.
Havva knew it!
Havva: I told you!
Goon #2 (to Goon #1): I told you!
Goon #1: Will you two stop! We can walk back.
Havva: I'm not going anywhere, fuck this!
What kind of kidnappers are you?
Goon #2: We are the best of the best, we even
got Summa Cum Laude from Goon University!
Goon #1: Yeah, all those nights cramming!
Havva: What the fuck do you learn from a Goon University?
Goon #1 (With raised nose): I'll have you know, our university goes way back!
Havva: Way back to what? Cave man pull hair of girl, time?
Goon #2: No, No, No. (Lighting a pipe - tobacco pipe - MOFO). Dear girl... dear girl....
Goon #1: (Puts on Classical Music)
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Goon #2: You should see it, our Alma Mater. We are
in league with the ivy leagues! I'll have you know,
our rugby team trampled harvards!
Havva: You did? Wasn't in the news. I'll tell you.
Goon #1: Oh good grief! She doesn't understand the finer
points of gooning. It's a learned thing (if such a phrase exists).
Goon #1 (cont.): We goons, have to know how to get into the mind.....
Havva: Into the MIND of whom?
Goon #1: Into the MIND... The rest you'll have to earn. I'll send you a brochure.
Goon #1 opens up the glove compartment, pulls out a bottle
of Grey Poupon, hands it to Havva who gives it to the guy
in the Rolls, who rolls up his window and makes off!
Goon #1: Hey! He took our fucking Poupon!
Havva: Why don't you fire up the lamborghini here and chase him.
Goon #1: Hey, I'll tell you.....
The door flew open and out came..........
as
Goon #1: She's coming right at us, YES!
Havva: Whoa, cowboy.... She's hot!
Agnes: Need a ride, girl and boys?
Goon #1: Fuck Yeah! Our trabant...needs....well, needs a new car!
Goon #2: Ahem......
Goon #1: So where you going, because we're gonna come, too!
Goon #2: Ahem...Cough!
Goon #1: Did I mention, this is a rental?
Goon #2: Remember, MOFO, this is a kidnapping? We have to get out of the country!
Goon #1: Oh shit, I forgot! We'll have to take, um.... Excuse me, Miss....?
Agnes: Agnes.... We quite have our hands full...
Havva: Oh hush! I'm being kidnapped and our Trabant broke down, mind giving us a lift?
Goon #1: & Goon #2: Wha?
Agnes: Sure, there ain't nothing else going on...
Goon #2: We'll have to drive..
Goon #1 (to Goon #2): We were sent for 1 girl! Not 2!
Goon #2: But she's hot! Fucking look at her!
Goon #1: Oh, she's cute!
Agnes: Let's go! Let's blow this town, MOFOs... I'll
drive, you two goons can ride in the back! No goon is
gonna touch my ride... Hello, Miss.....
Havva: Havva.
Agnes: Hi, Havva. Ladies first.
Havva: You got, A/C?
Agnes: Hell fuckin' yeah and sound.
Havva: Play that shit again, girlfriend, let's go.
Agenes: Come, on, guys, y'all got a kidnapping to do!
Goon #1: You know, they never taught us this in college!
Goon #2: Fuck college...Still haven't paid off my loans!
Those school loan guys will find you anywhere! They even
called our Boss!
Havva: No shit!
Goon #2: Yeah! They were like: "Do you have a goon
working for you? We're gonna garnish his wages! How
much you paying him?"
Goon Boss: What the fuck is this?! I pay my boys
under the table! There is no way you can garnish
their shit!
School Loan Officer: We have our ways! Bye!
Agnes (stepping into her ride): Come on! Where are we going?
Goon #1 & #2 (Getting into the back seat): Airport.... We're going to Cyprus!
Goon #1 got on his cell, told the pilot to make
ready, they have an extra passenger.... They
should be at the airport in 45 Minutes!
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