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All right, keep your eyes peeled and your guns ready.

There’s a heap of Mexicans out there who want to sneak past our border.

We gotta stop them.

– You wanna say hi to grandpa? – Not now!

We’re playing Texans vs. Mexicans.

All right, patrol. You all know the drill.

Not one Mexican is to get through. Not a single one.

Fellow Meheecans,

this time, we’re gonna try rushing the Texans from the left side.

Do not give up hope, for I am Mantequilla.

Viva la Meheeco.

We’re gonna go back to Kyle being leader.

I’m not a good Meheecan?

You’re a great Meheecan, but maybe not a leader of Meheeco.

Look, all we need to do is split up and apply some good diversion tactics.

We’ll use the Texans’ emotions against them.

Scanning for Mexicans.

We’ve got one.

Hey, Texans! Let me through, we want a treaty.

He’s trying a simple diversion tactic. Thinks we’re stupid.

You’ll have to do better than that.

Better than being a fatass Texan?

Just because I’m Texan doesn’t mean I’m fat.

You’re fat to begin with, chubby. Now, you’re Texan too.

You’re a fucking Jew!

And now, you’re a Mexican Jew. You no good Mexi-Jew!

– Let’s see you try and… – Base.

What the fuck are you doing? You let him through.

I was enthralled with the dialogue exchange.

We all need need you stay focused.

If you let yourself get distracted,

we’ll be overrun with these jobless, no good…

– Base. – Dude!

– How did he get past the fence? – I didn’t hear with your all screaming.

Nobody’s fucking screaming! Wake the fuck up!

– Base. – Oh, God!

Then, the Pope says, “You should go check the toilet.”

I got one.

Why do girls wear make-up and perfume?

– Why? – Because they’re ugly and they stink.

Stop pouting that you lost the game.

I’m not pouting. I’ve just heard all these jokes before.

Don’t have a slumber party if you’re gonna be an asshole.

At least, I have an asshole.

Boy, I’ve really done it, this time.

I had one simple direction: go that way.

How did I end up getting lost?

My amigos were right. I am a lousy Meheecan.

They’re all living the good life while I’m stuck out here in Meheeco.

I am…

Anybody?

Come on, Mantequilla. You have to find that border.

Work, Meheecan, work.

Be careful. This storm is getting worse.

It sure is. I can barely see.

Look out! It’s a Mexican!

Oh, my God. Are you all right?

I have to get across the border.

My amigos are waiting.

He must have snuck across the border and lost track of his family.

I am Mantequilla,

the last of the Meheecans.

Guest room.

Bed.

Pillow.

You’re going to be OK. Do you understand?

I don’t know if we can keep him.

What should we do? Call the police

and have him shipped back to Mexico like some animal?

Window.

Yep, window.

He’ll have much more opportunity here than he ever would in Mexico.

Window.

Windex, Mantequilla.

Paper towel.

See, Mantequilla.

– Be sure to get the edges. – Darling, it’s wonderful.

Must protect the border.

Everyone’s getting through.

We’re losing.

Kyle got through. Stan’s through.

And Jimmy. It’s over.

Only Mexican left is Butters…

Wake up.

Wake up, losers.

– What are you talking about? – Where is Butters?

He was with us at dinner.

– Wait, was he with us at dinner? – I think he was. Wait.

Butters is one of those people you never remember if he was there.

Jesus, it’s freezing out here. He could be dead.

All right, rally up.

There’s still a Mexican out there, and he ain’t getting through.

You haven’t won yet. Game on!

Game on.

Work, Meheecan, work.

Come to the living room. We have a surprise for you.

Surprise!

We scraped some money together and got you something.

It’s a present, Mantequilla. Un presente.

A present just for me?

He’s such a happy little Mexican.

How do you like that?

Your very own leaf blower.

I have no idea how it works, but I’m sure you do.

Say, how would you like to go in the backyard and play?

Look at him. He’s so happy.

You’re just blowing the leaves from one side to the other.

Get them in one pile so you can use the garbage bags.

He’s so adorable.

Work, Mexican, work

All week long Boss-man say

Work, Mexican, work

Sing your song Earn your pay

Work, Mexican, work

Work!

Sweat!

It’s hot!

It’s your lot in life

While people play in the sun all day

Work, Mexican, work

Honey, what’s wrong?

It’s Mantequilla.

We tried giving him everything, but I don’t think he’s happy.

I told him he could do whatever he wanted before bed.

Wash the windows, mop up our bathroom…

But you know what he said?

He said, “I need to go home.”

I tried telling him, “Your home is here.”

But I don’t think he feels it.

Maybe if we let him paint the garage, he’ll feel more like family…

No, Brian.

In my heart, I know it’s true.

He belongs with his own kind.

He belongs with his own kind.

– Come on, honey. – Where are you going?

Mantequilla bad! Go now.

Can I use your phone?

So there I was,

just yards away from the American border.

All my amigos made it across, but I became lost in the woods.

If the Ripples hadn’t come along, I might have froze to death.

But I’m not giving up, for I am Mantequilla.

Nothing can stop me and my pride in mother Meheeco.

You fellows can help me get across?

All my amigos are there, waiting for me.

Viva la Meheeco!

– Let’s get him into ER. – Careful, my foot.

We’re crossing the border.

Pretty quiet out there.

A bit too quiet, if you ask me. Give me those.

Mexicans don’t try to cross into the US as much as they used to.

They’re out there, Charlie, plotting their next move.

They’ll do anything they can to get into the land of opportunity.

And as long as this country offers everyone a better life,

there’s gonna be people clamoring to get in.

It’s the curse of success.

A great nation will always be plagued by the needy trying to…

What the hell?

Sir?

Aren’t them Mexicans running into Mexico?

That don’t make sense.

You’re going the wrong way!

You’ve heard of Mexican salsa, but Mexican pride?

The phenomenon is called Orgullo de Mantequilla,

where Mexicans are realizing it’s starting to suck more in the US.

The borders are flooded with Latinos trying to get back to their countries.

I think it’s good.

If the Mexican people feel inspired, good for them.

People have a right to be happy.

But just what has sparked

the Mexican desire to live in Mexico?

Joining us now is analyst Mark Geiger.

We’ve heard of Mexican ice cream, but Mexican patriotism?

It’s a very odd phenomenon.

What is this?

The game is over.

Clearly, I won. Give it up.

Wanted by the US Border Patrol?

Permission to shoot on sight?

You were putting out flyers, I had to put some out too.

He’s been missing for a week.

You might have inadvertently gotten him killed!

Then, I inadvertently won the game, didn’t I?

Do you have what it takes to join the border patrol?

Border patrol officers are looking for volunteers

to help with the reverse immigration crisis.

Dude, sweet.

I don’t really…

Welcome to the US Border Patrol.

You volunteers are the key to keeping this country prosperous.

Everyday, more and more Mexicans are trying to get past this fence

and go back to their homes in Mexico.

As border patrol officers,

our duty is to stop Mexicans from crossing the border.

No need to worry about the semantics of which direction they’re going.

We’re just supposed to stop ’em.

Our standard issue weapon is the P-29 stun baton.

It carries a 4,000 W charge

and is your best option for enforcing border patrol law.

This is gonna be so fucking sweet.

The baton is non-lethal, but powerful…

We got some. Mexicans at 2 o’clock!

Let’s get ready, recruits. Must be a couple dozen of them.

This is the US Border Patrol.

Stop where you are. Turn around and get back to work.

There’s too many of ’em. We’re gonna need backup!

You’re good at stopping Mexicans. What’s your name?

Cartman. Eric T. Cartman.

Dedicated.

Patriotic. Tireless.

These are the men and women of the US Border Patrol.

They work around the clock, protecting America’s prosperity.

They are the front line in making sure Mexicans stay here and work.

The border patrol is uncompromising, diligent and cool.

They will defend, arrest, and most importantly,

let the Mexicans know that they are way better off in the US.

Thanks, everyone. It’s been great getting to know you all.

You’ve been really great amigos.

It’s really kind of made me appreciate my amigos back home.

I know they’re waiting for me. And I’m sure they’re all worried sick.

What did he say? I actually don’t speak Spanish.

No Mexicans detected.

– Nothing. – Let’s face it.

They’ve just about all gotten back across.

No matter how hard we tried, the Mexicans all got across the border.

When we asked Obama to stop illegal immigrants,

it wasn’t to make the US so shitty they wouldn’t wanna come anymore.

Wait a minute. It’s a Mexican!

He wants to come back in.

My God, it is!

Come on in!

Come on, it’s OK!

The fuck are you doing? Get that gate open!

Come on.

Come on, now.

Isn’t that…

Game on!

You don’t!

The fuck are you doing?

That asshole is not getting across my border.

– I’ll get over. – You won’t.

Where the fuck did he go?

Game over. You lose!

The fuck is this?

Base.

So then, the fireman says, “That won’t even fit my scrotum.”

Stop being a pouty little bitch because you lost.

I’m not pouting.

I’m just sensitive to firemen jokes, because of 9/11, and then…

Fuck you!

Boy, I’m so glad I proved I’m a good Meheecan.

Next time, I can be team leader.

We’ll stick with Kyle.

You made it, but it took you two and a half weeks.

You’re a great Meheecan, just not a great leader of Meheeco.

A baptist priest with a huge boner walks into a bar.