Feast

Asshole! Look out, Bozo.

Hey. Hey. Hey!

Whoa!

Shut up, fag.

My frigging mates took my laptop. I'm talking about everything.

I've got 14 quality leads, baby.

Marriott. Yeah...no...

They're with Packard, bro. Hewlett-Pack...

Wake up. Oh, God.

Just get out of here.

Hey, uh...how much for the whole night, Grandma?

You should be so lucky.

Oooh. Hot for teacher! Oh, you little shit!

Goddamn!

Dude, you're late. I have to leave in a half-hour now.

Well, don't dillydally, then. Rack 'em.

“Don't dillydally.”

I'll dillydally round you, then go on over and grab that money.

Damn!

I mean, we've been going out for years.

And all of a sudden, bang! She drops me.

No, I'm not saying I ever had it,

but I've definitely lost it.

I mean, I used to be a model.

JCPenney. Spring wear.

Here, see?

Look, see?

It was one of my model things. Oh, yeah.

Alright, it might not look like it now.

That's 'cause I'm wearing work clothes,

so it doesn't really fit, you know.

But if I was wearing my modelling clothes, trust me.

I'd look like a model. Yeah, yeah. You're full of shit.

You know, Chach.

I take the rubble of man

and I build superstars.

Hey, hey, hey. Come on, man.

Fuck that shit.

I don't let brochures in here, man.

I mean, this guy, he gets an open tab all the time here.

Watch, watch, watch.

Amen, brother Ben Shot a rooster, killed a hen.

Now, that's Hollywood talk. That's showbiz, brother.

If you change your mind.

You're going to hang around a while, that's great.

But you've got to move your truck. Yeah, I know. I hear you.

Keep forgetting.

This place is hopping.

Oh, no. Oh, listen. Your money can't buy shit here, Sarge.

Well, thank you.

Where are you heading? I'm going home.

Yeah? I'll go home, kiss my wife.

Be back on the front line as soon as they'll have me.

That's truly righteous, man.

You don't know my wife.

Evening.

I was, uh... I was just looking for you.

Nip it, shit-box.

You dropped off the beer. Now, take a hike.

OK. Hang on, hang on! Hang on.

Oh, man.

Uh...dirtweed. (Coughs)

Rum and Coke...without the Coke.

Keep it. Not from around here, are you?

What gave me away?

You have all your teeth.

Can I buy you a drink? Yeah.

I'm off in five.

Whiskey shooter, please.

Which tab?

Mine.

Hey, watch it there, buddy.

Jeez, dude. I'm playing a game.

Well, so am I.

Yeah, mine's for real money, though.

That’s all she wrote.

What the fuck?! Oh!

That's a rough one. That is fucking impossible.

Hey, don't get your panties in a bunch.

Want to go again? Goddammit, no!

Oh, come on. Crape diem!

Fucking pussy. Anybody want a go?

Mom, when are we going home?

After my meeting.

Come on, baby. Let's rock'n'roll.

OK. You know the drill.

Keep these on.

Come on. I can't do this by myself, honey.

Now!

Come on. I'll take you to your car.

Not tonight. I have an escort.

18 bucks, pal.

I guess I'll hold on to this, huh?

Ah, shit!

Shit. Shit!

Oh! (Groans)

Damn, baby. Act like you feel it.

Ah!

Oooh! (Laughs)

You're on fire!

Hey, uh...you boys want to try your luck with the loot?

Come on. Hey, I'll use one arm.

Nothing but a bunch of limp dicks and pussies in here!

Hey, hey, hey, hey. You shut the fuck up.

Now, get out. No, you shut up, old man.

Come on!

Gimme some action!

Who the fuck are you?

Unless you people want to die,

you'll do what I say and you'll do it fast.

Mine's bigger than yours.

Listen to me.

A storm of hell is coming down on this place any second.

I don't know what they are.

I don't know where they came from.

All I do know is that these fuckers are fast, nasty, and hungry.

And there's four of them.

They've got claws like Ginsu knives and more teeth than a chainsaw.

They're coming. Right now.

So, we've got to lock this bar down.

That means doors, windows, drains and zippers and we've got to do it fast.

You. Get a phone.

Call the cops, National Guard, townies, anybody who kicks ass,

and get them out here.

Any questions? Yeah.

Who the hell are you?

I'm the guy that's going to save your ass.

Arggh!

Fuck.

Get down!

Where is he?

Where's my husband?

Cody? Come here.

I want you to stay right here.

I want you to stay in this closet and do not move.

I don't care what you hear. Don't move!

Help me, somebody.

Whoa!

Is it gone?

Arggh! What the fuck?

Fuck! Fuck!

Fuck! Get this off me!

Where’s that little fucker?

I got it! I got it!

We're OK.

Scratch that.

Close the motherfucking shutters!

Arggh!

Arggh!

Goddamn you!

F-f-fuck!

Beer me.

Is it clear? Huh? What the fuck?

Is it clear down there?

Yeah, I think...l don't know.

I don't know, Boss.

Is there a gun pointed at you?

No. No, I got the Judge, see?

Alright. Nobody moves down there - nobody!

Shit.

Ow! Alright, goddammit. Who shot me?

Ow! Fuck! Who did it?

What are you idiots looking at? My goddamn foot's blown off here.