| 00:00 - 00:03 | The renovation plans are moving swimmingly, Sir. |
| 00:04 - 00:05 | We have installed Heathenators here |
| 00:05 - 00:07 | here, and here. |
| 00:08 - 00:12 | As long as he doesn't double down, they should hold |
| 00:12 - 00:15 | And that will finish the work on the inside of the building |
| 00:17 - 00:19 | Good, make the first order of business |
| 00:19 - 00:21 | Widening my parking space by at least a foot. |
| 00:24 - 00:26 | Sir... |
| 00:27 - 00:28 | They... |
| 00:31 - 00:33 | They are tearing down your parking space |
| 00:34 - 00:36 | You will have to park at the Mall for a few weeks. |
| 00:53 - 00:58 | Everyone who is driving a Toyota, leave now. |
| 01:13 - 01:15 | What the hell were you thinking? |
| 01:15 - 01:17 | Parking at the fucking mall??? |
| 01:18 - 01:23 | I thought they were just going to drill more holes in the deck |
| 01:25 - 01:28 | To take all that crap down to the basement where it belongs!! |
| 01:29 - 01:31 | How the fuck am I supposed to get to work |
| 01:31 - 01:34 | Walk back here with a bunch of secretaries??? |
| 01:34 - 01:37 | This is all the work of that assclown Kevin Carr!! |
| 01:37 - 01:40 | Still whining because Elliot Hicks stole his parking space |
| 01:40 - 01:42 | Sir, we got him a parking space under cover. |
| 01:42 - 01:46 | Yeah, well now his ass and mine are parking under cover two blocks away!!! |
| 01:46 - 01:48 | Sir, it will give you more time to go shopping |
| 01:48 - 01:52 | You think I spend my fucking money at that dump?? |
| 01:53 - 01:54 | When I can get all I need at these Bridge Road boutiques? |
| 01:56 - 01:57 | It's that fucking Chuck Woody, isn't it? |
| 01:57 - 02:00 | Insisting on parkingin a dungeon but whines when it leaks. |
| 02:00 - 02:03 | Just because he gets spots on his precious little Miata. |
| 02:04 - 02:08 | Are you kidding me? |
| 02:08 - 02:13 | A JAPANESE SPORTS CAR?? |
| 02:14 - 02:16 | It's a fucking rickshaw with sparkplugs! |
| 02:17 - 02:21 | We ought to flood the whole damned thing and stock it with carp. |
| 02:27 - 02:29 | The Japanese go nuts for carp. |
| 02:30 - 02:34 | If only I could arrange for a driver to pick me up and take me back. |
| 02:34 - 02:36 | But the last time I had Bud do that, I ended up in goddam Logan! |
| 02:41 - 02:42 | Let's call the whole thing out |
| 02:43 - 02:47 | Rip out all the Heathenators and get rid of Rugeley's library. |
| 02:48 - 02:53 | If this means I have park next to some door bumping lardass at a mall |
| 02:54 - 02:56 | Well, two can play at that game. |
| 02:56 - 02:59 | But I am not going to parade back and forth in front of the courthouse |
| 03:00 - 03:02 | Where Joe Bob can moon me at will! |
| 03:04 - 03:07 | It's OK, let him think the judge was the one mooning him. |
| 03:14 - 03:16 | Perhaps, I could park at the Day Spa for a while |
| 03:19 - 03:23 | As long as the kettle corn and port-a-crapper are gone. |
| 03:25 - 03:26 | Nothing worse than a kettle corn fart. |
| 03:31 - 03:33 | I can wear my tennis shoes. |
| 03:40 - 03:46 | Or I can ride over on Lee Feinberg's back. |
| 03:46 - 03:49 | It's no Audi, but the seat is cushy. |
| 03:53 - 03:56 | Or I can work from home. |
