Brother Bluto! You hate that ying-yang?
You hate his guts, right? I guess so.
You guess so? Yes, I hate him. I hate his guts.
Good. We have an old saying in Delta: Don’t get mad. Get even. [Whispering]
Now what we’re gonna do is… [Horse Whinnying] Nice horsey. Good.
Come on. Let’s go. Let’s go! Whew. Hey, he’s in there. Oh, boy, is this great! Now finish it, Flounder.
Are you kidding? I never shot anything before
in my life! I thought you hated
I do. And what about that horse?
Is there anything in the world… you hate as much as that horse? Get it over with, Kent. [Click] Just blanks, right?
Right. [Whinnying] [Whinnying][Whinnying Continues][Bellowing][Thud]Well, come on! Holy shit! There were blanks in that gun.
I didn’t even point the gun at him. Holy shit!
There were blanks in that gun! Maybe he had a heart attack.