- JIM: It's here, it's here, it's here! - WOMAN: Oh, my goodness!
- It's here. - [people cheering]
- TRUDY: Oh! -Oh!
- All right. - Oh...
- What? - OK. I thought it would be...
- I thought it would be...
I thought it was like one of those new, the bigger ones.
- Wow! - Wow!
- I thought it's gonna be silver
for some reason. - OK.
- JONES: Junior's, uh... - Windows open.
[stuttering] Oh, it a roll-me-down. - JIM: It's a roll-up... Oh!
- Yeah, we didn't pay for the-- that was an extra package.
- Just roll-it-down.
- I didn't know they still made roll-me-downs.
It feels kind of like being in a cat carrier.
- That's right. - Like-- Like I would imagine
being in a cat carrier. - And also,
I mean, in many ways, it also looks-- looks like it, too.
- Yeah, yeah. - So...
- Ignition on.
- Step back...
...'cause it's probably gonna start up. - Step back 'cause it starts.
- Wait. Wait, wait. Wait, wait, wait. I found it. I found it. I found it.
Ready? - Yup.
[police siren honking]
- Oh. - Oh.
Oh, wow.
It sounds kind of like it's apologizing. - Yeah.
- But... - MAN: Sheriff's Car.
We have a 10-53, officer down. - What? Shit.
- Requesting backup. - All right. Got it.
- All right. - TRUDY: You got this, Junior.
[tires squealing]
Go get 'em. What's he doing?
- Do we need another cop? - JIM: Oh, my God, it's plugged in.
- It's still plugged in. - JIM: It's still plugged in.
It's still plugged in. It's still plugged in.
It's still plugged in. It's still plugged in. It's still plugged in.
Aah! Aah! - [Trudy gasps]
- TRAVIS: You can do it. - JIM: Almost doing it.
- TRAVIS: You can do it. You can do it. - JIM: You know what's amazing about this?
I didn't even know that Senegal made cars.
- They stopped. - Oh...
- We're lucky we got this one. - Yeah, they don't... Yeah.
Right, that was ordered before their recall.
TRAVIS: Oh, man! - JIM: Oh, shit!
- JACKIE: Oh, shit! - JIM: We just back away?
OK. Hang on, hang on. - JACKIE: [mumbles]
- How do we do this? Hang on. - Ow! OK. Ow!
You got my leg. My leg's in your...
- Friend, you gotta move your leg.
I can't leave my leg. - Hang on. I gotta...
- You almost missed the whole parade.
- Hey, Jackie, how are you doing today? - We almost missed the whole parade,
Jackie. No, wait. - Whole parade!
-- All right. -Calm down, calm down, calm down.
- What happened to your eyeball? - Somebody took my glass eye.
- Somebody took your glass eye? - TRAVIS: Oh!
- Yeah, on my birthday.
- You didn't just lose it? - On my-- On my 23rd birthday.
- You didn't just lose it? - This man, "Can I borrow your eye?"
-I'm gonna look around for the eye, OK? - And I said,
"Sure, you could borrow my eye, you poor, fat fuck."
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah. - And then he went off with it.
- What color-- What color, uh, is your eyeball's glass eye?
- I don't-- How the fuck am I supposed to know? It's usually in my eye.
I was just getting ready to start my own business.
I opened up a pet shot. And then, I had seven--
- You aren't running a pet shop, Jackie.
- There's all kinds of registration you gotta do. You gotta get a license.
[yells indistinctly]
- All right, all right, all right. - Jackie.
- I had seven rats in a box. - Whoa. Whoa.
- And all of them fuckers... - That's not a pet shop.
- ...all of them fuckers just decided they had better places to be.
- You know what people called and said that you were doing?
- What? - What do you think--
What do you think people call them?
Want to play charades? Charades? Ready? - OK.
- TRAVIS: Uh... Uh, crack pipe.
- How did you get that so fast?
Uh, having sausages for breakfast.
I haven't had sausage for breakfast from, like, fifth years...
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah. - So don't even try.
- You got the wrong lady. You know why? - I do.
- Because I always do a little bit of meth and then I do a little bit of this.
But then I always go back to do more meth, and you skipped that part.
[sighs]
- Do you want to try to get her on the vehicle? I don't.
- Not really.
- Not really, either. - Uh-oh.
- Jackie, you know what makes me sad? - What's that?
- You used to at least run sometimes.
- Yeah, well, I'm 23 now. - JIM: I know.
- I don't have the kind of mobility like I used to.
- OK. Hang on, hang on. - JACKIE: Hey, this is nice.
This is like a hot tub without all the water.
- [beeping] - JIM: ...the Fire Department.
- JACKIE: Bye, everybody. Bye, Santa.
[dramatic music playing]
- So, every year, the Reno Sheriff's Department
does a toy drive for the kids at Christmas time.
And this year some sick asshole wrote
"Sex Toy Drive" on the side of the box. - TRUDY: Ha-ha.
- Yeah, hilarious.
So now we get to go through the box
and separate the sex toys from the real toys.
What's this? - I mean, I see something obvious,
right here. That's a toy. - Mm. OK.
All right.
Uh-huh.
- That looks like a wallop. - TRUDY: Yeah.
- RAINEESHA: What is that? - TRUDY: Uh...
- I know what it is. - RAINEESHA: It don't look like
nothing to me.
- I don't know... Put it in the packet. - We don't want kids to touch that.
- It wasn't even zipped. - It wasn't zipped. OK. Next.
Disgusting! Disgusting! - Oh! Ew! Ew! Ew!
- Know what they use that for?
- CLEMENTINE: Yeah. - Ugh!
- Oh, I thought it was... for jump rope and I always hated that game.
- It was unwrapped... - Whatever.
Put it in. Yeah. - ...so it goes in the bio-hazard thing.
Oh.
- That's fun. - A gun.
Another nice, fun gun for the kids to play with.
- That's fun for the kids. - Right.
- My turn.
- CLEMENTINE: Aw! - Aw!
- Oh, that's cute. - That's very cute.
- Although you know what?
I've seen people fuck bears like this before.
- Yeah. That's true.
- RAINEESHA: I like it-- - Let's put it in the "Maybe" pile.
- RAINEESHA: Keep it for the kids. - Let's put it in the "Maybe" pile.
I could see someone putting that in their ass.
You guys, another fun gun for the kids.
- That's cute 'cause I like
that it looks like wood. Is it wood? - See, this was--
This was getting to be a successful toy drive.
Huh.
Well, that's elegant.
- Says you stick it up your butt. - CLEMENTINE: Wait.
I think this is a video game thing.
- Oh, where you, like, try and fuck the characters?
- Yeah. Something like that.
It says "Super joy stick."
Like "joy stick." - CLEMENTINE: Yeah.
- Yeah. Like somebody's dick and stuff.
- Uh, hey, ladies. Has anybody seen my giggle pistol?
It's like a little multi-colored gun, and you can, uh, put nitrous in it.
And somebody shoots it up your butt while you, uh, jerk off.
- [radio chatter] - Oh.
- Oh, yeah, there it is.
- Is it that orange? - Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Oh, thank you.
- Oh, my God! - Good thing you got here when you did.
- And my dick stretcher. How did that get in there?
Thank you, guys.
♪ We're going out tonight I'm putting nitrous up my butt ♪
♪ I'm gonna shoot my giggle gun I'm gonna stretch out my dick ♪
- Oh, shit! This reminds me of my last birthday.
I'm not letting go of this loser. You better believe that. Ow!
- Go. Go, go, go, go, go. Wait for me. - ...my hair.
- Oh, hey, Carl. - JIM: Ah, shit.
I'll push it. You-- You stay, I'll push. You stay and I'll push.
- TRAVIS: All right. - JACKIE: She didn't look so good...
- JIM: You stay. -JACKIE: ...the last time I saw her.
I gotta be honest with you. - JIM: [grunts]
- She's gotta keep taking those pills for rickets.
- Turn it, turn it. There we go.
Will it start if I jump in?
- TRAVIS: Yep. I got it. - You got it?
- Hey, this isn't a birthday parade.
- TRAVIS: Shit. It stalled again.
- JIM: Stalled. Well, we're going down... - TRAVIS: ...goin' on our way.
JIM: Woo-hoo!