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She ran off and took her only chicken.

When I broke jail, the house was burnt and spared.

Let's jab some wood and plant back the old packing.

Some days life just don't seem that fair.

I don't need...

The job is, y 'all gonna jump off this here cliff.

Si, senor. Si.

Come on, now. Single file.

Get on, now. There's plenty of work for everybody.

Job! Job!

I'm a jobber. Look at me go. I'm strong. Good job, now.

Look,

Daddy. Whoa, whoa, whoa, Mexico.

This ain't a job. Boy, that shade really opens up the entire ridge.

That really brings the earth tones out of the dirt.

All right, fine.

And hang some drapes. When you finish, I still expect you gonna jump off this

cliff. You steal the American jobs and I ain't gonna have it.

Good job, Daddy. You ain't got no job.

You ain't working much.

Don't you shine a light on me. I'm in between opportunities, thank you very

much. Give me a chance to get my down time straight.

I got a couple dimes for you, big boy. What the?

for the job that we won't do.

Hanging sheetrock, we won't do.

Painting houses, we won't do.

Anything septic, we won't do.

Drive for a nice car, sure, we'll do.

Talk about movies, yes, we'll do.

Toss me a Frisbee, that sounds fun.

Howdy, friend.

You here to hire you some red -blooded American?

Where's the mother guy?

Hell, they took a hot boxcar back to Dirtville.

I need somebody to paint the inside of my chimney.

What are we talking about salary -wise?

Four dollars and a house of cheeseburger sound.

Signing bonus?

No. You got paternity leave?

No. Accidental death and disemmemberment?

No. Daycare for the kids? No. Company stock option plan?

No.

So I won't be fully vested in the company stock option plan? No.

Casual Fridays?

Today's Saturday.

What kind of hours are we talking about?

Today. Saturday.

Oh, I was hoping to take some time off before this job.

Get in. Four dollars, right? And the rest of this cheeseburger. American

Pepper jack.

Oh, that's a Mexican cheese.

Hey, Daddy. How was work? I ain't going back as how it was.

Micromanaging my ass all damn day.

Because them damn Mexicans coming over here and taking all our American jobs.

So basically you quit.

Look here, if it weren't for the damn Mexicans doing these jobs, I wouldn't

to do these jobs, because these jobs don't exist.

They bring in the sumbitching jobs in, and then they're taking them all away

from the taxpaying Americans that don't want to do the damn jobs.

Open your damn eyes!

What the hell are we going to do?

I'd like to thank y 'all for coming out here and joining our fine group of

patriots. The final solution.

Yes, you in front.

Early, we're a nation of immigrants.

People came over here to start a better way of life. I mean, hell, even your

ancestors.

Well, I don't know where they came from. Maybe a nuclear accident or space.

The point is, Rusty asked me to nominate Jimmy Eat World as the group name.

Hell, yeah!

Jimmy Eat World! Jimmy Eat World! Oh, God, it messed.

Jimmy Eat World does have a ring to it. A reverend?

Aspirational? It speaks to my name? Yeah, that's good. I like Jimmy Eat

a name. All right! Damn it! Fine!

Jimmy... Eat world of deals.

Stupid damn name. Makes me not even want to do this mess.

Well, how are you going to keep them beaners out?

This here wall will encompass the entire Dougal County perimeter.

These here alligators are going to be running patrol shifts with the grizzly

bears and the sharks. And they'll be genetically adapted to live on land and

everything. I mean, we'll give them lungs so they can breathe the air. Yes,

the front.

Are those patrol alligators going to be trained to handle the firearms?

No, but the gorillas will be trained to handle the alligators. What's going to

throw alligators at the Mexicans?

Next. You in front. Well, where are we going to get the money to train a bunch

of alligator -throwing gorillas? I'm glad you asked that question.

This hat is going to be going around, so I ask that you please disregard the

adequately descriptive final solution graphics.

So, to clarify, we are trying to keep all cheap, unskilled labor from working

here, in our country, at my hot dog factory.

Hypothetically speaking, I mean, of course, I would never hire anyone who

not... Right, Sheriff? Well, I know you told me to say, I know you don't hire

illegals, and I'll say it, too.

I don't want to lose my job to no Mexicans. Maybe I should just move my

factory to Mexico.

By eliminating their need to steal American jobs, because these American

would in fact already be Mexican jobs. Hell yeah!

Put it down there where they are!

They're trying to steal our American jobs! You mentioned that, yes.

Come to think of it, I will support your moronic enterprise, but on one

condition.

It's impenetrable!

That wall ain't gonna keep nobody out. It's really more of a pile there, Rusty.

And the workmanship is, well, questionable.

Damn light beer cans.

I knowed I should have gone with the damn bricks over there.

Where's the talking gorilla supposed to stand?

We're gonna have to hire some help, boys. We out of money. I spent it all on

these adult concerns and Asian massage.

Keeping illegals out gives me so damn stress.

Well, we got all the tools and all the supplies.

But it is hot.

And looks like this will take longer than five minutes.

I thought it was good work, illegals. Y 'all gonna stay the hell out of my

country as soon as you finish now.

Now, what in the hell was that?

I told you I want a decorative skunk that's every six foot.

Now, I ain't gonna pay for inspection.

The Madonna and Child.

They shall come before it to pray.

Landmines here, here, and here.

Step back now. It's motion activated.

What do you fear most?

Public speaking, man.

I hate them, man. Podiums, teleprompters, microphones, here, here,

And you do not picture us in our... Roll up the dang prompter.

Underwire. It's grab -ass hour out here. Let's go.

That's right.

You just mortar yourself out.

Now, Early, you do realize this wall just surrounds your property, right?

Almost surrounds it.

Ah, damn it!

Finally! Sovereign American soil!

Open for business!

I'm gonna go get to my job at the hot dog factory. Yeah, I freelance over

sometimes. Too bad.

That's gone to Mexico.

Then we ought to go down there to Mexico and steal them jobs at the hot dog

factory! Hell yeah!

Let's go!

Oh, hell, we're trapped!

Uh, what now, Early?

We watch.

We wait. And we keep them out. And we keep them from coming over here and

stealing our jobs.

Stealing our jobs, I heard. Yes.

That's a raccoon, Early. Uh, Mexican raccoon?

Come to steal American raccoon jobs?

I think he's just trying to get another.

Oh,

come on now. Stop it. Go, go, go, go.

Let it out.

Stop it. I need some conflict.

I thrive on it.

I thrive on food.

Did we not wall in some food?

It's hot in here, Daddy. I can't breathe. I'm going to swing shot you

wall, hopefully near a birthday party of some sort.

And when you get over there, make sure them Mexicans ain't took our jobs.

And I'm gonna get back.

Okay, make another slingshot, but make sure you destroy the slingshot so no

Mexicans slingshot back over here and take all our American jobs, what was

for Americans.

Also, bring back some damn food.

What do you want to eat?

I feel funny saying this, but I'm craving tacos.

All right, Daddy. America's number one. America's number one. Fire!

Day of two.

Right, we done ate that sumbitch.

Oh, let me see here.

Oh.

Dearest father, I hope this letter finds you well.

Over the last few months, I've come to realize that the enemy was us.

But more specifically, it was Eve.

We're having a parade, Your Honor, to celebrate walling you in.

I would invite you, but you're walled in.

If you need to see Rockwork Gun, I know a guy.

Your new grandson.

Mexican women like to marry me because I'm handsome and on the ball.

Yours truly, Russell Esposito. P .S. Took my wife's name so no one thinks I'm

lady.

Hola.

Hola. Ain't no letter worth nothing ever wrote by a damn bird.

The bird is mine.