♪♪ Murr: Hold that bullhorn up
to your mouth, Joey. Q: Excuse me. Sir?
Sir? How much for your son? How much do you want
for your son? I’ll buy him off you right now.
I have the money. I’m an eccentric millionaire,
and I like the look of him. How much? You are such a dick. [ Laughter ] Sal: Guys, this is
a pants-free zone, please. Watch me as I pull down
my pants. This is a pants-free zone. Please follow my lead. I will now take my pants off. -That’s not the challenge.
-Yes, it is the challenge. A new challenge
I’m doing out here, I, Joe Gatto, is —
I’m gonna take my pants off. The rule book
clearly states — I don’t care to argue with you
over the megaphone, Joe. Take your pants off.
-Fine. I won’t turn it off. That’s the rule. [ Ding! ] Joe: Your turn, Murr.
Beat that. Hey. Oh, my God. Q: [ Foreign accent ]
I hate America! You American pigs make me sick! America is
a disgusting country! Filled with disgusting pig men
like you! [ Laughter ] I’m sweating out here. The toilets are up your ass
and make a left. [ Laughter ] Sal: Check this out. Everybody in this park
can suck my… [ Laughter ] [ Buzzer ] There’s no way. Q: I’m Murr.
I’m a loser. My name is Murr.
I’m a loser. The toilets are up your ass
and make a left. I’m a loser. James Murr is a loser. -Give me the bullhorn.
-My name’s Murray. Turn it off!