Labou (2008 Video)
Jazzman: [narrating] Now, you all might not believe the tale I'm about to tell you. But I swear on Tuesday's supper that it's true. Actually, in the end, believing is what the story's all about. 'Cause sometimes, all it takes to find what you're looking for is a little bit of believing. So listen close, and decide for yourself. Back in the day, New Orleans was home to all kinds of people. They loved a good time and often had one. Now these people, they play a part in this story. It ain't really about them. This is about a...
Tipsy Patron: Pirate. They say he's 10 foot tall with fire for eyes. I saw his ship on the Mississippi. And they say he has treasure.
Gavin: My mom likes me to be prepared. So I grabbed everything I thought we need find a ghost. Flashlights, rope, bubblegum, compass.
Toddster: Yeah, well, I hope you brought clean underwear. 'Cause Bayou Bob will make you...
Gavin: We are lost in the swamp having a close encounter of the bizarro kind. I say play the harp for the mud monkey.
Gavin: Hey, what if we made up a name? Sometimes it's cool to take half of two words and put them together. Like the first half of turtle and the last half of monkey.
Emily: That would be turkey. He's not a turkey.
Clayton: Oh. It's no use. I'll never make a good pirate. I can't even scare kids away. Grandpa LeRouge is gonna kick me out for sure.
Emily: LeRouge is your grandfather?
Clayton: Well, more like my great-great-great-grandfather. But, family is family.
Toddster: Wow, your Thanksgiving must be really weird.
Clayton: Not really, just lonely. Yeah. I'm the last LeRouge left.
Ronald: Tan my hide. I can't believe it.
Reggie: I know. How cool would it be to find an alien?
Ronald: Not an alien, you space cadet, oil. We found oil.
Reggie: Did we?
Ronald: See all of this growth? This is the result of heavy mineral deposits. And where there's minerals there's...
Ronald: I blame your mother. Oil, you idiot. Where there's minerals there's oil. We're golden.
Toddster: Who could you possibly talk to on the phone? Captain Hook?
Clayton: No. It's for emergencies. Stuff. Pizza deliveries.
Ronald: Hey, it's the pirate.
Clayton: Who was you expecting, matey? Santa Claus?
Ronald: Think, we need those coordinates.
Reggie: I got it. 11-27-81.
Ronald: That's your birthday, you idiot.