Buster wants to fish

[RangerBob]

Neat... I just punched in "Buster Wants To Fish" in Google and it found some interesting results. (We came up 2nd and third in the hit list).

 

http://www.google.ca/search?hl=en&q=%22Bus...nG=Search&meta=

 

Ahh yes.. those memorable words:

 

http://www.asahi-net.or.jp/~lv9j-ysur/daihons/river.txt (Entire Script!)

 

 

Paul: What say?

Norman: They said I'd find you at your other office.

Paul: Yeah, dead line. Can't work there.

Norman: Hmm.

Paul: You come for a drink?

Norman: Um, a favor.

Paul: Uh-oh.

Norman: Go fishing with me?

Paul: Sure.

Norman: Well, that's marvy becauseJessie's got a brother in from

California,and, uh... I won't lie--he's a world champion peckerwood.

Paul: Bait fisherman?

Norman: He didn't say.

Paul: Good Lord. George! He'll

show up with a coffee can full of worms. Red can, Hills Brothers.

Norman: I promised Jessie.

Paul: Are you getting serious?

Norman: What?

Paul: You son of a Umbridge. You're

getting serious. Well?

Norman: I don't know.

Paul: Then I guess we got to do it.

( car horn honking )

( car horn honking )

Norman: Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Paul: As I live and breathe.

Rowhide: Buster here wants to fish.

Norman: You're late, Neal.

Neal: Yeah, I didn't get in till

late.

Paul: I didn't get in at all.

Norman: Neal, Paul. Paul, Neal.

Paul: In Montana, we're never latefor church, work, and fishing.

Neal: Righty-o. Anywho, this is...

Paul: We've met.

Norman: We've met.

Rowhide: Don't go away. Watch thefirst step. It's a lulu.

Norman: So. You ready to..? Neal.Neal!

Neal: What?

Norman: Fishing.

Rowhide: Buster wants to fish.

Paul: Oh, Neal, what about the

bait?

Neal: Dumb dora.

(holds up Red can, Hills Brothers.)

Paul,Norman?: We're not going to

catch anything. It's too damn hot.

Paul: May he catch three doses of clap. Sure glad I didn't get somesleep. Aw! Where is he? Jeez.

Norman: I'll catch up.

Paul: Yeah.

 

Norman: I know, you got 20.

Paul: Couldn't you find him?

Norman: The hell with him.

Paul: I thought we were supposed

to help him.

Norman: How do you help that son

of a Umbridge?

Paul: By taking him fishing.

Norman: He doesn't like fishing,

doesn't like Montana. Sure as helldoesn't like me.

Paul: Well, maybe what he likes issomebody trying to help him.

Paul: You sank the beer, yeah?

Norman: You bet your life.

Paul: Yeah. Okay, let's go.

Paul: Oh, Jeez, I can taste it.

Paul: Should we kill him?

Norman: poo.

Paul: Goddamn it.

Norman: Holy homie.

Norman: This is not good.

Paul: She's got a tatoo.

Paul: Initials?

Norman: No. "Love."

Rowhide: I can get in myself. I

don't need help.

( groaning )

Rowhide: You got anything to drink,Buster?

Paul: Buster's the one with the

red bum.

( grunts )

[RangerBob]

Jep... buster wants to fish. Soon it will be Klave time.

[flyfish]

Memories..lost had to watch the movie..just came back from my escapade, some of the words are theirs - Ranger... we need a wing night!