input: TEXT: [sound of coughing] Ricky: We're going to make some good f*cking money here boys. Julian: Let's just f*cking get this over with, Rick. Ricky: My f*ck, this is a good time boys. Tell me that's not the best f*cking dope you ever smoked Bubbs. Bubbles: Should I be getting baked for this, boys? Ricky: Yes, Bubbles, get high, this is fun. Bubbles: Walkie check Ricky. Ricky: Good check. Bubbles: That water bong's so smooth, you don't realize how high you're getting until it's too late. Ricky: Bubbles, you're breaking up. Switch to channel two, okay. Just turn on the radio and relax, everything's fine. Bubbles: Channel Two? VHF, what's that now? [sound of music from radio] Bubbles: [singing] Bubbles: [singing through PA system] Ricky: I know I'm baked but, doesn't that sound like it's coming through the PA? Julian: f*ck, it sounds like it man. [sound of Bubbles singing through PA system] Ricky: Bubbles, everything you say is coming over the PA right now. Bubbles: Ricky, I am f*cked up out here. I don't mean to interrupt your meat-stealing operation there boys but I need to keep talking to you til you get back. I'm freaking out a little bit. Ricky: Bubbles, every f*cking word you're saying is coming over the PA. Julian: He must have his finger on the button man, he can't hear us. Bubbles: [singing] Bubbles: [singing over PA system] Ricky: f*ck! Meat dicks, meat dicks. Julian: These are just birthday presents. You have no right to look in them. We're going to leave now. Rick, let's leave, calmly, come on. Bubbles: Oh, I'm f*cking high! [music] Bubbles: Where do I know that
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output: <extra_id_0> With Cory and Trevor in a mental institution, Ricky and Julian hatch a new money-making scheme by stealing and reselling meat from the grocery store. Meanwhile, Lucy's pregnant and more demanding of Ricky. Desperate for cash, Julian takes a job delivering pizza. Ray discovers there's money to be made in scrap metal, while Bubbles resolves to stop working with the boys for good.<extra_id_1>