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Corona Testing Your Relationship
They'll be swallowed up by the sand.
That's my vehicle and I want it back!
Welcome. Open your book at page one.
Me explain.
Yumping Yesus! Him sad. Brain broken. Yumping Yesus! Him sad. Brain broken.
PLAN??? THERE AIN"T NO PLAN!!
Two birds enter One bird leaves
He runs Underworld.
-What's his talk? -He ain't made wordstuff.
That's right.
Con Blaster, 20 hombres entran, solo él sale.
Methane comes from pigshit.
One day cock of the walk, next, a feather duster.
Disarm!
It's the man with no name!
PLAN? THERE AIN'T NO PLAN
-Who are you? -Nobody.
We's loaded and waiting, Captain.
You got to understand that this is home...
Maybe. Maybe he's just listening.
This ain't one body's story. It's the story of us all.
And we'll live a long time and we'll be thankful.
This my vehicle. You...
It is?
Over here, Blaster.
Everybody have a good time!
It's him. I finded him.
Others reckon it were a gang called Turbulence.
They've gone! Scrooloose let them go. They're in the nothing.
But he’s just A raggedy man
I sees those of us that got the luck and started the haul for home.
How long are you in for?
We want THUNDERDOME!
MasterBlaster runs Bartertown.
What's the problem?
Two Men Apply One Man Gets It
We will rebuild!
Two men, hand to hand. No jury, no appeal, no parole.
That's enough!
You'll be all right.
Sixteen YARNs enter, One Will Win!