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Your brother is here.

You're fired!

Amuse me. What do you got, pothead?

Credit assistance.

In the smoking industry, it's called hash cash.

Yes, officers.

I have reasons to believe my bank is being robbed.

Why do you hate marijuana and fucking people that smoke it so much, man?

These weedies are just cock blocking me from making sweet, sweet love to all

that. money that's coming in.

It seems that you have an extreme case of irritant dermatitis, an allergic

reaction to money.

Money is my money.

You can't touch me.

I want my money.

See? The laws are being governed by pot dealers in each shop. It ain't right.

I think it's just an innocent case of hiring the wrong guy. That's all.

I wish that were true, Senator.

Senator Clint, he's right, George.

This is the 100th arrest this week for tax evasion. They're just dealing with

the mob, and they're not paying their fair share.

Just make hiring standards higher. We could, but there's other factors at play

here. Oh, you must be talking about that scandalous video you tried to show us

at last year's convention.

It's similar.

Uh, however, I've been seeing it running more and more rampant in the streets.

Yeah, that's right. You know, violence and murder are up 15 % in Manhattan

ever since the Legalization Act.

Sweet Lord, what have we done?

Our ancestors damned us for this reason.

I just hope it doesn't get any worse. That's all.

He's got a gun!

Out of the way, Senator!

Ow!

I'm shot!

You okay?

Son, you saved my life.

You just earned Washington. Pro prohibition.

Anything you need. Anything.

Hey, you need infantry for your South African affairs?

You got it. All right? Thank you, sir. You won't regret it. I'm going to get

this guy, man. Yeah. Thank you.

Debbie,

it worked.

We got it. We did.

Yay.

I have the senator eating out of my hand.

Did you find out what Bob was up to?

No, but somebody by the name of Mar called and said that all hell's broke

down in Africa and she'll need at least three infantries.

Rob, what's an infantry?

It's code.

She's my other lover.

She's what?

Take it easy.

You're still my number one.

Did she mean infants? Did you have babies with her?

No, no. It's not infants.

Can you please just focus on the task at hand? Everything is going to be fine,

Debbie. Just do as I ask and meet me at the Congressional Hall at 1030.

Oh, oh, oh! Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

Ha, ha, ha, ha!

Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit. Can we please focus on the task at hand?

What about me?

Everything's going to be fine.

Just do as I ask and meet me at the Congressional Hall at 10 .30 a .m.

Fine. Great.

Thank you.

Thank you. Good job, guys. Way to go. Good

job.

Oh, hey, Senator.

What the hell?

What the hell were you thinking?

Faking a shooting?

Oh, the Senators didn't find out, did they?

No. It's a family secret.

I'll never mention it again.

Oh, good.

I...

No, I can count on you, Mom.

Well, we are, after all, going to take over this country, then buy all the

ones. That is the plan, correct?

Yes, that's the plan.

Good. So I'll have you know, you need to stop feuding with your brother over the

silly nonsense about prohibiting marijuana.

What?

That's not just what you wanted.

No.

I never told you, but I love marijuana.

You're the clean one.

We need to keep it that way.

You mean, I gotta tell the senators that marijuana

has to stay illegal?

Yes. That would mean Bob wins.

Fuck you, Bob. Fuck you, Rob.

How's the tumor?

What tumor?

I didn't tell him yet. Oh, I hate to be the one to burst your bubble, but you

have a tumor the size of a golf ball on your head.

What?

Am I going to die?

Am I going to die?

No, no, no, no, no, no. Calm down, son.

You're not going to die.

As I was getting to before, I've been a fan of marijuana for many years now.

But not recreationally.

Then how?

Yeah, then how?

I've been experimenting with its medicinal uses for many years.

It turns out we have so many patents, it could be worth billions.

Billions?

And the best way to get rid of that tumor is to inject it with straight...

THC and CBD. It will literally vanish in one week.

No!

You're going to be a stoner all the way up into the next decade there, buddy.

Why didn't you tell me that before?

I love to watch you two quibble.

It's my soap.

Fuck you, Bob.

Fuck you, Rob.

Fuck you both children.

Bob, quit fucking around with your brother. It's serious time now. Your

is on his way here.

Oh, you mean he's not busy slaving people in Egypt looking for more

and gold?

Yes, as soon as he heard about his favorite son and protege, he jumped on

those fast -paced planes.

It's the only way to travel.

Robert.

Robert. Robert.

Robert.

Robert.

Are you okay?

Yes.

Oh, okay.

He's fine, Daddy.

Why do you make everyone call you Daddy?

That's how you emit control from the get -go, son.

You gotta... Make people do things they're hesitant to do.

On that note, I'm leaving.

Love you, Rob.

Remember what I said.

Daddy.

Good luck.

Bye, sweetheart.

Bye.

So, can we just call you Daddy Warmonger?

You did that. People might get the wrong idea and think I was some kind of a bad

guy. Um, you are a bad guy. You enslave people all over the world, and you don't

even acknowledge your son.

Whatever.

Robert, I heard about your little adventure in Africa.

Bob's a douche.

Bob is a douche. You're a douche, Bob.

Bob, you're a douche. Douche.

Douche. Robert, you are a douche. Look at me, douche. Yeah, douche.

But, Daddy, I'm in love.

Look at your brother here.

Why can't you do more like a brother?

He's got a tumor.

What have you got?

I said I'm in love, Daddy.

You're in love? Oh, with Lisa?

No. With Mara.

Never mind. I don't want to know about your personal life.

Look, you just keep up the good work, okay?

I'm proud of you.

Having a brain tumor.

I don't know what to tell you. You're going to be fine. You've got to tell

you're going to be fine when they have the brain tumor.

You're going to be okay.

I think.

Maybe. Be strong, okay? What if I die?

What have you done? I don't know. I don't know. What if I die?

Die. Die.

Die. Please don't, because then I have to leave it all to douche over here,

okay? Don't die.

Douche. Okay, put that away. Put that away. You need your strength, okay?

Okay. Okay, son, I want you and your brother, I want you and this douche over

here to learn how to get along.

Douche. Okay, no.

I can call him that. You can't.

Oh. Sorry, Daddy.

Why can't you do more like your brother?

I don't know. What do you want me to do?

I got to go. Robert, I love you.

I love you too, Daddy.

See you later, Big D.

Big D.

All right, Rob.

Think about your business, fucking loser.

Operation.

Rob,

you're now Walter.

That'll be good.

Feedback's a bitch.

Doctor? Doctor?

Well, it's not the typical passion we use for this type of operation.

looks fine to me. But I think you'll be all right.

I'm sorry? Let's put him under. Yes.

Administer the anesthesia.

Yes, I definitely agree.

Yes.

Yes, doctor.

I say we do it, doctor.

Why is he wearing shoes?

You know, I can't work without shoes.

Yes, I definitely agree.

I say we get it going.

Yes, doctor.

Yes, doctor. I couldn't agree.

I couldn't agree more. Is this your first time in the operating room?

Doctor.

Yes, doctor. Done, doctors.

I say we proceed. Take him down to the lab machine and continue with the

process. And get this man some shoes, for God's sake.

No question on my mind, doctor.

Yes, doctor.

Yes, doctor.

Yes,

doctor, I agree. I concur.

In my professional opinion, I concur.

Mr. Vice President, Senator Thomas, Senator Wiley, and Congressman Miller.