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Hey, it's 82 degrees here at Renegade Rock on Sunset,

so you know, you know it's gonna be a really hot one.

Anyway, let's just say you can go ahead and leave those sweaters at home today, folks.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

For Sunshine Car Wash.

It belongs to my Uncle Elmer.

I'm a college student at summer vacation back there.

Well, it is here, too.

Anyway, the car wash belongs to my Uncle.

And I suppose you expected to find a car wash on the beach, right?

Well, no, but the car I hitched a ride in said there was something.

Jack, get lost.

Well, I am lost, and my name isn't Jack, but if you could just...

Jack!

Get away from me and my tits!

My fault.

My fault.

My marketing professor at UCLA always says...

Screw your marketing professor and what's up.

At least you, Stanley, and Bruce live in this town.

What about Rita, Amy, Sunny, and me?

We're surrounded.

That was our vacation money we lost.

I can't ask my parents for any more money.

They'll kill me.

The only reason they let me come to town this summer was because I got paid.

Excuse me, sir.

Can you tell me where...

Could you

tell me where I could find a suntan car wash?

It's that damn prevert again.

Stanley, you asshole.

Yeah, you asshole.

You could drown the fucker, big dude.

Yeah, Stanley, that's what we'll do.

Drown the fucker.

You guys know where I could find one.

Listen, all of you thought we'd make a fortune on edible swimwear, too.

They sell like condoms in Europe.

But you said we make big bags.

Marketing plans by their nature have a small risk.

Don't get on Rita's case.

You're the one that left the edible bikinis in the beach deck where they all melted.

You should have majored in ventilation, Lloyd.

But the point is that we're broke.

And you're the one that...

What's your problem, buddy?

Excuse me.

I'm Jack McGowan.

And I'm taking over my uncle's car wash this summer.

Allergies, you know.

His, not mine.

Shut up, you lost them.

I need to know how to find...

Excuse me, but I still have this problem.

Look, dude, we have our own problems.

Hey, you're bugging the ladies, chum.

You're out of here.

Yeah, out of here.

Um, you see, it's my uncle's car wash.

And, you know, he used to be a wrestler.

Trying to scare me, man?

Trying to scare Stanley, man?

No, no.

Let him down.

He's only asking directions.

So, you're in charge of the car wash all summer, huh?

That's right.

If I can find it.

You see, Uncle Elmer, he has these allergies.

You did say, in charge all summer, right?

That's right.

See, Uncle Elmer, he has to go to this clinic to cure his, uh...

Oh, I know where this car wash is.

You do?

Well, sure, but it's not down here.

Oh.

See, you gotta go back up to the boulevard.

Uh-huh.

You're gonna go over this big hill.

Right.

And you're gonna take your second light, and you're gonna

take a left, and it'll be right there on the corner.

Gee, this is really nice of you.

I wish there was some way I could show you my appreciation.

Uh, Tammy Jo.

Uh, the California gumbo, please.

Gumbo?

The bag in your hand, Sonny.

Oh.

Uh, the California gumbo.

Yes.

You see, John.

Jack.

Jack.

Right.

You see, the girls and I, we're hoping the Girl Scouts saw California gumbo,

and it's only $5, and this is the last bag.

Oh, say no more.

Say no more.

My pleasure.

You know, I used to be a Boy Scout back in Iowa.

Somehow I knew that.

I'm Melissa Reese.

Jack McGowan.

Welcome to California, Jack.

Well, I better get going.

I was supposed to be at the car wash this morning, but the bus broke down.

Say, you guys come on in, get your car washed.

Sure was a pleasure meeting you.

All of you.

Especially since my Aunt Cora says you can't trust anybody in California.

Well, I'll see you all later.

Now, don't forget to come in and get your car washed.

I told you things would turn around.

And finally this morning, our very own district attorney, A.B.

Quinn, kicked off his re-election bid yesterday, urging all

citizens to join him in his latest drive to rid our city of...

smut.

All right, it's coming up on 11 o'clock, and that's time to play... Name the Flasher!

Who's the previous...

Now, by request from the Valley, here's Fascination.

Hi, Uncle Elmer.

Don't...

Hi, Uncle Elmer.

Where have you been?

I'm sorry, Uncle Elmer, but the bus broke down.

Uncle Elmer, in that van, I... Forget about the van.

I gotta take you around and show you everything.

But, Uncle Elmer, there's ladies in there who are...

All right, maybe you should tell you about the van.

It's full of strippers.

Yeah, that's a but.

You've got a kid.

He's just crazy.

You knew it back.

Come on, I gotta show you something.

All right, this is Ralph.

He doesn't talk very much, but he used to be a wrestling referee.

And...

And this is Snuff, and he doesn't talk at all.

If you need anything...

talk to Ralph.

Oh, I'm sure we'll get along fine, won't we, Roger?

It's Ralph.

Believe me, Uncle Elmer, I'll do a good job.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I need nothing to run in the car wash.

All you do is...

keep the account,

put the money in the bag, let the accountant pay the bill, and...

if we got regular customers, it'll be all right.

Jesus Christ, I gotta go.

I'll see you, Uncle Elmer.

Well, I guess as acting owner, I should say a few words.

I think what we need to do is...

I guess we can talk later.

Hey, cowboy, how about a car wash?

Now,

we do have a date tonight, right?

Right.

Nine o'clock?

Nine o'clock.

Down at the beach.

Down at the beach.

Next to the cliffs.

I'll be there.

Good.

Bye.

Bye.

All right, that was Shake City doing lust and love.

We're smack in the middle of a renegade Rock O'Request weekend.

Hey, how about a dedication to the flasher?

He's out there somewhere, and he needs love, too.

Now, here's our top request, Miss High Society.

My brother almost got me reading his deli for these dogs.

But it almost caught Stanley there, Dad.

Yeah, too bad they didn't, Stanley.

You and the flasher.

Hey, don't flex, ladies.

Brain lady says this time tomorrow, we'll be chomping steaks.

Oh, chomping steaks, chicks.

Really, Melissa?

I like a big porterhouse.

I got these hot dogs.

You should see a chemical analysis on it.

That would really make you sick.

I got a football for you.

How about a meat whistle?

Fuck, over here.

I didn't think you were going to make it, cowboy.

Sorry I'm late, but I got a call from Uncle Elmer.

Bad news, I'm afraid.

He's not coming back right away, is he?

I mean, you are still going to be in charge of the car wash all summer, aren't you?

Oh, no, no, no.

He'll stay until he's cured.

It's just that his insurance won't cover his medical fees.

I'm going to have to increase the profits of the car wash.

I'm afraid I'm not going to make it.

I thought you were going to be very good company, didn't I?

You're just tense.

Just take care of the problem and you'll be your old Idaho self again.

Iowa.

Come on, Jack, let's take a walk.

If nothing else, we'll just get to know each other.

Well... Come on.

Hey.

Later, dude.

What?

Oh, yeah.

Later, dude.

Now, how does Melissa think that that stupid

hick can help us get our vacation money back?

Well, I asked Melissa and she said that just because a

pigeon isn't fluffy doesn't mean it can't be plucked.

Sick.

Well, we've had chickens once on my aunt's farm, but they didn't like it much.

I like chicken better than these things.

Even fish is better than this.

You know what?

You like fish?

I can catch you some fish.

You can?

Take your top off.

Your top.

I need it to catch some fish in, don't I?

Try it on?

Sure.

Come on, Stanley, give Rita back her top.

Oh, shit, there he is again.

Stanley!

I'll catch a whole school of fish with these.

Stanley, you asshole, give that back!

The totter saw, Stanley!

Yeah, the totter saw, Stanley!

I'll cover your boobs.

See, the problem is...

Uncle Elmer only caters to regular customers, including

a van full of strippers that come in every so often.

I was talking to the accountant, and he says that the income from the car

wash won't cover the medical fees not handled by Uncle Elmer's insurance, which.

..

I told you I wouldn't be very good company tonight.

Maybe we'd better... Go somewhere we can be alone?

What?

No, I was thinking of going... Come into my hideaway, sir.

Don't close the door just yet.

I discovered a small ventilation problem here.

Just let me open the window here.

Nice shack.

Thanks.

I know what you use this place for.

You do?

You know, Melissa...

I'm not exactly dumb.

Well, you see, I had this great idea.

This is where you get your California capo for the Girl Scouts.

I can smell the licorice.

Oh, right.

Sure can't fool a kid from Illinois, can you?

Iowa.

Iowa, right.

Sorry.

Smells like strawberry, too.

Smells good.

So do you.

Thank you, Jack.

Anything the matter?

No, Jack.

You just seem a little tense.

Oh, right.

I gotta think of a way to make more money at my uncle's car wash.

Maybe if I dressed up like a clown and stood up front and...

Wouldn't work, Jack.

Everybody in California looks like a clown.

You'd never even get noticed that way.

Well, I suppose you have a better idea.

If I did, would you give me a share of the profits?

What do you mean, share?

Hey.

Tomorrow will come so soon.

Just close your eyes.

Sleep the whole night through.

But I know it ain't easy.

When you're trying to get some sleep.

Well, I know...

So baby, close your eyes and dream.

Dream, baby.

Dream tonight.

Hold on tight.

Sweet little angel.

Sweet dreams tonight.

If the girls and I can help the car wash make more money than it ever has.

Enough to cover your uncle's medical expenses.

Would you give us a share of the extra profits?

Well, how would you guarantee to bring in more customers?

I mean, you hated my clown idea.

Right direction, Jack.

Just the wrong visuals.

Look at me.

What do you see, Jack?

I see a very pretty girl.

Now what do you see, Jack?

I see a lot of pretty girls.

And now?

I...

You and the other girls would...

Maybe, maybe not.

Now, are we partners, Jack?

And would you sign a contract saying so?

Well, you'd guarantee the place would make more money?

If we don't, then we don't take any money.

And after all, Jack, this is for uncle... Uncle Marcelo, she's here.

Now, the contract would clearly state that if the girls and I

bring in more business, we receive half those increased profits.

We'd just be temporary partners for the summer.

Now, Jack, would you like to be my partner?

Oh, God, yes, let's be partners.

Now, Jack, I just want you to sign this.

What?

You mean you got a contract?

It's not really a contract, Jack.

A simple little letter of agreement.

See, I have this friend, she's a lawyer.

Bobby Canova, have you ever heard of her?

I've heard of Judy Canova.

Everybody on the beach knows Bobby.

She's the champion of the underdog.

Good friend of mine, too.

Now, Jack, just sign here.

Well, I... I should probably read this first.

Jack, don't you trust me?

Where do I sign?

Thank you.

Wow, I didn't realize it was getting so late.

We'd better go, Jack.

Could you shut the window, please?

So, so soon, but I thought you and I could...

could maybe... Yeah, we should go see the girls and tell them the good news.

They're going to be so thrilled.

Good news?

Thrilled?

About the new partnership, silly.

How we're going to make your uncle's car wash more money.

Will you turn off the radio, please?

Can't we sort of be together for a while?

Why, Jack?

We're going to be together all summer.

No, no, no, go ahead.

Bag six, bag six.

Bag six.

Hurry, hurry, bag seven here.

Let's get these things off.

All right.

Let's go stretch those goodies.

Here we go, yeah

There's love on the rocks

Let's bring it on

There's love There's love on the rocks Baby,

baby, baby, let's Blue On

The Rocks, New Haven.

We'll be checking your rush hour traffic at the top of the hour.

That is if I can find it.

But first, that's right, it's time to name the flasher.

You're on the air.

Yeah, I think it was an alien.

Really?

Why is that?

Well, I was seeing these lights in the sky and

all kinds of other activities that were very...

Hello.

Here's your share, partner.

All right, here's more music.

You want to check the receipts?

Jack, there's one thing I know about you is that you're absolutely honest.

Must be an Indianapolis trait.

Iowa.

You know, I don't think I've ever met anyone honest before.

My marketing professor said that everybody in this town is...

Well, maybe your marketing professor's wrong.

I doubt it.

You're definitely the exception, Jack.

You want to get some dinner?

No, I don't think so, Jack, not tonight.

I'm really tired and I've got a couple new ideas I want to work on.

God, your mind never stops, does it?

I just thought maybe, you know, you could use a break and...

Never mind.

What are you trying to say, Jack?

Well, I just thought maybe we could...

pick up at the shack where we left off.

That's probably really inconsiderate of me.

I'm sorry.

I mean, here you are working your butt off for me and I'm making a cheap pass.

I'm sorry it'll never happen again.

Come on, I'll, uh, I'll walk you out.

Wait, Jack.

Don't stop making passes, Jack.

I'm young.

I won't be tired forever.

Okay.

I don't think I could if I tried.

Come on, I'll take you out.

I don't

know what you're going to do.

What is the plan inside your head?

Locations,

some things are better left unsaid.

I won't let you take control of my mind.

Got you to always see.

Get this feeling when you come around my knees.

I won't let you be in control of my life.

Morning, Jack.

Morning, Melissa.

Did, uh...

Did you, uh, come up with any new, uh...

I have a new idea.

For Tammy Jo.

Uh...

Melissa, Jack, you better get out here.

Quick, I think there's big trouble.

Oh, no.

Worry your fire extinguishers.

You realize those vacuum cleaners are sucking much too loud?

City ordinance 1069.

Look at the improperness of your attire, young lady.

I need to speak to the owner.

Excuse me?

You heard me.

I need to speak to the owner.

What's your name?

Amy.

Amy Winslow.

What's yours?

My name is Donovan Drake.

I'm assistant district attorney.

I'm here under the direct orders of A.B.

Quinn, a district attorney himself.

This is Sergeant Shag Sutton.

Now, who's the owner?

Stall him, Jack.

I'm gonna go call Bobby Canova.

She's that lawyer I told you about.

Are you the owner?

Well, yeah, sort of.

What do you mean, sort of?

How can you sort of be in charge?

Well, yes, I'm definitely in charge for all practical purposes.

See, the place actually belongs to my uncle.

He's got allergies.

He left me in charge.

What can I do for you?

You can shut this place down immediately by orders

of Donovan Drake, assistant district attorney.

That's me.

Glad to meet you.

You mean, like, in closing up?

I mean, I'm running a business here.

An illegal business, sir.

What am I doing that's illegal?

Tell him, sarge.

Then you'll be right over?

Oh, thank you, Bobby.

Bye.

There's been at least 42 fender fenders on front of this place in the last week.

One of them was a fire engine.

A fire engine?

Yes, sir.

Seems that there's some naked broad out in the street waving people in here.

Naked?

She was not.

She's wearing a bikini.

Just like every other girl in this town wears all summer.

The report says naked.

Do you deny nudity on these premises?

Yes!

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Oh, my God!

Shit!

That looked pretty naked to me.

Officer, arrest those two!

Hold on there.

Nobody's arresting anybody.

Thanks for getting here so fast, Bobby.

Well, Mr. Donovan Drake, boy wonder assistant d.a.

Really?

Miss Canova is it?

That's ms, m-s, period.

Don't give me that ms shit, because I don't miss anything, and don't you forget it.

Do you have a reason for being here, ms... I mean, ms Canova?

Fair question.

I represent this establishment.

I am legal counsel for... Who do I represent?

What's your name, kid?

Uh, Jack.

Jack McCowen.

Good Irish name.

It's actually Scottish.

I represent Jack McCowen.

Now, why was the bulldog here about to make an arrest?

Well, the broad was naked.

Naked?

I assume that's some moronic derivative of nude?

Well, she didn't, uh... I mean, everybody saw him.

Everybody saw what?

Well, you know, her... Well, her hooters.

Her breasts.

Her breasts were exposed, totally.

Could either of you describe these breasts?

Well, sure.

Yeah, they were... Spannin' out and pollutin' and... Now, let me get this straight.

Junior indicates that he saw a D, while you, sergeant, saw at least an F.

Were you both imagining these breasts?

And if they were exposed, could it be that they were exposed by accident,

like your open fly?

It is not.

No.

But if it were, would sergeant sutton have arrested you for indecent exposure?

This is a place of business!

Did she charge you for looking at her breasts?

No.

I mean, why would she charge...

I think that's enough about the alleged nakedness.

Now, let me see your court order.

I don't need a court order.

The city code specifically states that when a place of business, such as a

brothel, has flagrantly violated... Whoa, counselor!

Are you accusing jim here of running a... Jack.

Sorry.

Are you accusing jack of running a whorehouse?

No.

Not exactly.

Not exactly?

Well, what you just said could exactly allow us to sue you personally,

as well as the city, and A.B.

Quinn.

He caused a bunch of traffic accidents.

The flasher!

What's the problem with that big...

Shut up!

We lost him.

Yeah, we lost him.

Yeah, pup.

Sorry.

I ain't your damn pup.

Give me that thing.

Get your hands off me.

That's borderline battery now.

Whatever.

Yeah, whatever.

That's where your attention should be.

But instead, you're harassing these college students who are trying to earn

vacation money to cure the allergies of this young man's aunt.

It's, uh, it's my uncle.

Uncle, that's right.

Is this any way to treat a visitor on a mercy mission?

No!

I'm not

trying to stop any mercy mission.

Now, you and your bulldog, get out of here.

And don't come back without a clue.

Of course, ma'am.

This isn't the end of your troubles, so pull it

with the nakedness until I can talk to the judge.

You're real, bobby.

Thanks.

This jim's a cute one.

It's, uh, jack.

Whatever.

You fucked up again, kid.

Come on, ralph, it's all over.

Over my ass.

Uh, you lazy bum, you... Never mind.

It doesn't matter, jack.

Melissa, don't listen to him.

It's probably brain damage for being a wrestling referee.

Whatever it is, you may be right.

What?

Come on, you heard bobby.

Bobby might turn this into a political circus, jack.

I just can't do this to you.

And to your uncle.

Let's just get the girls out of here.

Melissa, you and the girls are the best thing

that ever happened to my uncle's car wash.

Now, I'm gonna be going for a spell.

You stay put.

Owen, keep your mouth shut.

Miss winslow?

Amy winslow?

Uh, you're that beautiful girl...

I mean, you're the young lady that works at the sunshine car wash.

So, uh, you have pertinent information for me?

Not really.

I just wanted to apologize for all the horrible things that everybody said yesterday.

Them throwing stuff.

See, I'm a political science major.

I want to do what you do when I get out of school.

I know you were just doing your job.

What you girls are doing, it's wrong.

I disagree.

But that's what makes a democracy, right?

Anyway, I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

Miss winslow, uh, Amy.

Maybe we could discuss our differences.

Have you had dinner yet?

I'd much prefer a barefoot walk along the beach.

Uh, I can handle that.

So, you're going into law?

Ah, you're on the renegade request line.

What's your request?

You're on the air.

Well, I think I know you fast.

Isn't it past your bedtime, Adol?

Conceived in liberty...

to the proposition... that all men are created equal...

grace and war.

..

No way!

Let's get that sick son of a bitch... and castrate him, big bruce.

All right, big bruce.

So that bad nation...

It is all together.

I know we should do this.

The world will know.

We'll all remember... what we have said here.

But it will never forget... what we have done here.

And

dig it, kiddies.

We'll be taking your calls all morning long...

to report on any new sightings of the blackbird.

Love in your temple.

..

say so with your big blue eyes... when you're down and all

the boys keep telling you...

What's the matter with you?

You got a mole of blue in the blue... like a sunless sail.

Now we're grown, baby, with this cool girl... what do you say?

You got your ears on.

Renegade Rock, L.A.

And now, here's another tip in the room.

Shit!

We're gonna be late.

How's it look, Amy?

Looks great.

It just doesn't suck.

I'm gonna have to bring my ex-boyfriend over here... because he sure does suck.

Can you pop that sucker loose or what?

Sure gonna try.

Well, hurry up, okay?

No,

I'm sorry, Foxy.

The vacuum's screwed up.

But Amy's working on it.

The girl's gotta go on real soon...

and the owner of the old folks home gets real pissed...

if we show up late in a dirty van.

Tammy Jo, telephone!

You're awful busy, ain't you?

Keep this up... I'm gonna have to find another car wash.

It's only for the summer.

Let me go see what Amy's doing, okay?

I've got to spend the entire evening... with Mr. District Attorney himself...

my two friends, Dink, A.B.

Quinn... and Judge Hawthorne.

Well, Quinn really pushed for a court order... but I finally convinced the judge...

to come and see your place before any court order is issued.

You should be here any minute.

Oh, I wouldn't worry too much.

The sight of exposed flesh is not going to affect the judge.

He tries to hide it... by dragging along this pretty little wife of his.

Problem is, the poor thing's empty.

Word down at City Hall... is that he hasn't gotten it up in about 20 years.

Judge!

Come on, up to the front of the line.

Hey, smile pretty.

Let's be nice.

Let's go.

Judge, where did I go?

Judge Hawthorne!

This is, uh, Melissa Reese... and Jack McGowan.

How do you do?

Holy shit!

It's Judge Hawthorne!

If he catches us, we're gonna have to do 30 days in the slammer.

Quick, girls, we gotta hide.

Judge Hawthorne.

Melissa Reese... and Jack McGowan.

How do you do?

Irish.

Uh, actually, it's... It's really great that you could make it today, Your Honor.

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

I'll set up the power.

Forget it, Canova.

But, Judge, accidents happen.

Not when they make my wife naked, damn it.

But, Judge... This place is history, Canova.

Hey, Foxy.

Who's that important-looking guy over there?

You shitting me?

That's the city's number one asshole, District Attorney A.B.

Quinn himself.

So?

What does that mean?

It's the fuckhead who shut us down!

Everybody, including you, is gonna go to jail just as soon as I see A.B.

Quinn.

What?

A.B.!

I'm terribly sorry, Your Honor, but if you'd listen to me in the first place.

..

Save the I-told-you-so's, A.B.

Sorry, sorry, I'm late, but somebody was looking at the naked broad out in front of

this place and smacked right in the back of my car.

Flak-total, that son of a gun.

Well, by the time I got it pushed over the curb, the

perpetrating car and the naked broad were both gone.

Well, then I tried to flag down a tow truck... Just shut up, Sergeant.

Nobody gives a damn about your stupid police car.

Now, this is important, A.B.

I'm issuing you an oral court order.

I want this place closed down...

now!

Nothing would give me greater pleasure.

Point of order.

In order to be official, a court order must

be in writing and given to the property owner.

Miss Cronova, you are in contempt.

In contempt of what?

Car wash?

Miss Cronova!

God!

Jesus!

Okay, Sonny, it's time for Operation Discover.

Excuse me, Mr. Quincer!

Would you like something to drink?

You idiot!

You moron!

You indomitable woman!

If you take your pants off... Judge Hawthorne, you'll laugh about this.

Freedom for speed, where can you get freedom for money?

I'll laugh about this when you people are in jail.

All right, all right, all right.

I'll let a gorilla out of the zoo.

Hey, kid, I never saw so many cussing in all my life.

You got the power on.

Are you crazy?

Don't put the power on now.

Don't you do anything of the kind, son.

I need you to stay right here.

Who the hell are you telling someone to do something in my college?

I, sir, am Judge Hawthorne.

Oh, oh, how do you get that?

Mr. Broad.

This...

is my wife.

Aw, you're a very attractive lady.

Yes, I'm just beginning to notice that...

myself.

You know, Judge, if I had a wife like this, I wouldn't be hanging around no car wash.

I'd have a pit of things to do, you know what I mean?

We'll never make it to the old folks' home on time.

Oh, no.

It can't be helped, guys.

We got to stay here till they leave.

Aw.

Cheap, tacky cowpits.

Donovan, get away from that.

Donovan!

Donovan, get away from that... that girl.

Sergeant, close this place down now.

Disperse that crowd.

Move, people.

I know who the flasher is.

I thought so, and when I saw his...

Well, you know... Well, grab him!

What?

You're not pointing at me.

Not you.

Your boss.

The D.A.

himself.

He's the flasher.

You see, I took these pictures of the flasher.

Then I hid in the men's room when Sonny deliberately spilled that drink on him.

And when he had his pants down, I got him.

Preposterous.

It's worse than that.

If you don't want to face criminal charges, you'll give me those pictures.

But, sir, you do look surprisingly like... Good God.

You are the flasher.

Ugh.

We...

I caught the flasher.

Yes, sir.

That pimple on your... That must have been what scared everybody.

Certainly couldn't have been the size.

But, sir, tell me what made you do it?

Don't look at me that way.

You have no right to judge me.

They have it coming.

Running around town all summer, exposing themselves They hide themselves,

showing everything.

Oh, the disgusting firm flesh.

I was just giving back to them what they gave to everyone else.

There's nothing more disgusting than a naked female body.

My mother used to run around the house all day naked and... I hated my mother!

Get away from me!

Turn off

your mouth, Foxy.

They caught the flasher.

And it's none other than the D.A.

himself.

Let me go!

What the hell

were you doing in there?

I was hiding.

That cop crashed his car really bad.

I thought he was after me or something.

Rita, they were looking for the flasher.

And guess what?

It's really the district attorney himself.

He hates naked girls.

I think maybe he's gay.

Well, that's nice.

I think everyone ought to be happy.

Even flasher.

Rita.

Well, it's the D.A.

himself.

Hello, and go to hell.

Excuse

me.

Excuse me.

Oh,

revenge is just so sweet.

Now, let's get the hell out of here.

Son of a bitch!

Don't waste your breath, Bobby.

Certainly, Your Honor.

The car wash, under the circumstances... He said, don't waste your breath.

Bobby, as far as I'm concerned, this car wash can stay open forever.

Now, if you'll excuse us, we have things to do,

things we haven't thought about doing in 20 years.

Certainly, Your Honor.

Enjoy yourself.

It's called justice, Bobby.

Now

that I'm dressed for it, I think I'll go get a hand wash.

Oh, big bruise!

Come and get it!

Bruise!

So, how's my favorite business partner?

There's something I have to tell you.

Jack, we have to talk.

So talk.

Not here.

Why don't we go back to the shack, Robbie?

Well, we don't have to go there.

I prefer we talk there, Melissa.

No, you don't have to go there.

Okay, Jack, whatever you say.

Okay.

That's it, Jack.

I really played you for a patsy.

To give me a fuck with the girls.

I'm not proud of it.

Even though you were completely fooled.

Well, not completely.

I didn't know about the Apple swimwear.

But I was pretty sure you were pulling my leg about the California gumbo.

Jack, how can you sit there and make jokes after what I've done to you?

I may have gotten you in real trouble this time.

I just wish you would get pissed, call me names, or just do something.

If you insist.

What makes you tick, Jack McGowan?

You do.

I mean, I do a terrible thing to you.

What terrible thing?

You turned my uncle's business around?

You made it possible for him to pay his medical fees?

You fixed it so I could hang out with the most beautiful girl I've ever met?

This is terrible.

I've never met anyone like you, You contradict everything I thought was so important.

I'm just glad you still like me.

Love you.

Oh, Jack.

Okay, you guys, let's take some pictures.

Woo!

I've got to tell you, you kids were wonderful, and I feel great.

I'm so glad your allergies are cured this drunk little man.

What caused that, anyway?

It was the damndest thing.

I can't wear regular underwear, but they gave me this edible underwear,

and it cured me just like that.

The only problem with this stuff is if you use

it more than one day, it doesn't taste good.

But you know, if someone invested in it, they could make a fortune.

Stanley, just take the damn thing.

Well, I tell you guys, I like what you did

so much that I'm going to keep up the theme.

All right, huh?

Show them, boys!

All right, kids, now, next year, you coming back next summer, huh?

And taking over the job again?

Sure.

And by now, sports fans, you've all heard the news.

The flasher was not only caught with his pants down, but he's none other than A.B.

Quinn, our esteemed district attorney.

During his confession, he told authorities a computer had fallen on his head and

caused strange vision problems, leading to his maniacal behavior.

Time to go to the bones.

Hello, you're on the air.

Well, I think I know you... Give me a break, Paco!

We'll see you there.

Rockin' in my rockin'.

Rockin' in my rockin'.

Rockin' in my rockin' chair.