Mr. Pickles

No! No!!

Come on. Come on. Come on!

Um, stealing cars is illegal.

Guess I'll have to put you in jail.

S02E05 Fish?

And then I said, "Stealing cars is illegal."

And he looked real scared of me.

Here you go, Mr. BoJenkins.

Looks good. Real good.

Hey, I'm just about to... get off.

Maybe I can help you with that.

What do you say we go for a... ride?

You're bad.

Huh?

Salutations, stranger.

You must be new around here.

New here, huh? Huh?

Well, Mr. BoJenkins is the coolest guy in town.

All the ladies love him.

- Oh, Sheriff... - He smells good, too.

Sheriff. What are you doing?

I'm getting her interested in you.

Oh, I'm interested.

Right.

- Tell me everything about you. - Huh?

Uh... I'm the sheriff.

Oh, that is so hot!

Is it hot in here?

Very hot in here.

- Sheriff! - What?

She was trying to go for your key...

Uh, what do you say we go somewhere

a little more private?

That sounds like a swell idea.

Hmm. Something ain't right here.

All right. I'm ready for that ride.

Keep it percolatin' a little while, baby.

- Shweeeee! - I got to go see my friend Blade,

get some intel on this sneaky-deaky.

Hyah! Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah!

Afternoon. I'm looking for Blade.

Lewis!

I told you, Grandma, to call me Blade.

Fish?

Uh... no, thanks.

So, here to get your ass kicked in chess, BoJenkins?

Not today, Blade.

I need some intel on a shady lady.

Follow me into my intelligence command center.

- Fish? - No, thanks.

Move it, cat.

First, I'll need a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a

description.

Well, she's brunet with a tattoo of a rose on her chest,

about 5'9", 32 double-D.

One breast's about 1.2 grams heavier than the other.

- Lisa Gabagoolie. - Huh.

Daughter of missing mafia boss Jon Gabagoolie,

who resurfaced this morning in the Old Town jail.

So she's using Sheriff to break her daddy out of jail.

I got to go warn him!

Fish?

Cat...

get away from my fi-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-sh.

Well, this is my home.

We can have some marshmallows, chips, raw hot dogs, and jelly.

Or we could go upstairs.

What for?

Ohhhhh!

So you want to eat hot dogs in bed?

Huh?

Sheriff? You have a guest?

Hi, Mama.

Hi. I'm Sheriff's girlfriend.

Girlfriend?!

What do you say we go somewhere we can have...

sex?

- Bye, Mama. - Whoa!

Shweeeee!

Hmm!

- Hyah! Hyah! - Hey, Mr. B.

My twin sister thought we should make this a threesome.

All rig...

Ladies, uh, hold on just a little bit longer.

Hyah! Hyah!

Hmph!

- Stop, Sheriff! - What?

- She's only using you. - What?

- He's just jealous. - What?

Shut up, bitch!

Hey, don't tell my bitch to shut up!

She's only using you to break her daddy out of jail.

Assault! Arrest him, Sheriff!

No, no. I'm serious. Back off of my girlfriend.

- Damn it! Listen to me! - No!

You made me do this!

Sheriff, listen to me!

Yeah, yeah. In you go.

Just be for tonight.

Hi!

Sheriff, don't you lock me in this cell!

I'll be right back.

Just got to finish up some paperwork.

- Daddy! - What's taking so long with the keys?

Jon Gabagoolie.

What are they talking about?

I saw a talking deer once!

Yeah, yeah.

Daddy, where have you been?

Last year, we finally found out

the whereabouts of that rat Vito Pizzareli.

Turns out the Witness Protection Program

had turned him into a Bigfoot and set him free in Old Town.

But by the time we got here,

he had befriended some kid and his dog.

Then that dog killed all the other bosses with machine guns.

Then he made me a prisoner down under his dog house.

- Then... - Stop!

Have you started drinking again?

Bye-bye.

Whew! All done with that paperwork.

Shall we?

Sheriff, get me out of here!

Wish me luck.

Ohh!

Whiskey?

Thanks. I could use one.

What? Pass me a drink.

Okay. No!

- Don't give this scumbag any! - What?!

I could have you taken care of for disrespecting me that way.