Scum, scum, scum.! Go back to where you come.!
- Friends of yours? - Nothin' to me.
"The loyal sons of the...
Buford, where's the cross. Did you bring the cross?
"White race will not allow any kind of alien infection...
to invade our beloved land. "
Scum, scum, scum. Go back to where you come.
Let's do it together. Scum, scum, scum. Go back...
Get the hell outta here and go home! Scum! Pigs!
Sorry I'm late.
Who goes there? Henry Himmler.
What klavan claims you? California klavan, Cucamonga.
California?
Yeah. I was passing through town and was lookin' for something to do this evening.
There was nothing goin' on at the Rotary Club. I heard about this.
Welcome, Henry. I'm the Grand Kleagle.
Oh.
California thing. Pig-faced scum!
What's the occasion here? Oh, some undesirable carpetbagger... I think.
Damn! Boys, I just got a closer peek. There's nobody in there.
We're wasting our time.
- And I washed all these sheets.! - Wh-Who's this?
Oh. Sorry. Hi, fellas. Hank Himmler.
Hi, Hank.
The cross won't burn, nobody home. Hell, it ain't like it used to be.
You said it.
I couldn't get more than 13 guys out here tonight. Five of them are green recruits.
Kinda stand-ins, you know what I mean? Yeah.
We call 'em Klookies. Klookies?
That's good! Of course, it's just a contract job.
Yeah. Contract job?
Yeah.! We've been havin' a terrible time down here. We've had to rent out.
Here I come!
Gene Hackman, kick your ass.
They're speakin' some kind of African dialect!