[musical splash]
Narrator: When storage units are abandoned,
treasures within are put up for auction.
Auctioneer: All right, 200 anybody,
25, another 25, 25?
Narrator: This is Storage Wars.
[metal clangs]
- All right, who can start me off with $50?
Anybody start-- we got 50,
move 75, 75, oh, we 75 over here,
anybody go hundred?
Oh, we got a hundred right there.
Anybody with 200 now, 200 now?
Oh, I got 200, anybody go 50, 225 now, 250 oh,
250 goin' once, 250 goin' twice, and we'll sell it right there.
$250.
- No.
- I won it, baby.
- Oh no.
Jim bid $250 on a storage unit full of junk.
If we can't turn a profit on this,
he is sleepin' on the couch, which you know we found
in a old storage unit, so it's filthy.
- All right, baby.
You never know what you find in a box.
Look at that.
[cash register ding]
Money.
[chuckles]
[cash register ding]
Oh!
Now that's what I call Music, Volume 1. 20 copies.
Can get 60 bucks for this, easy.
[ding]
- That's interesting.
Hey baby?
Jim: Mm-hmm?
[whooshing]
- Is that Texas?
[eerie banjo music]
Well, it turns out
this unit contains the entire state o' Texas
shrunk down and put inside a jar.
- Gettin' even a little bit close to that jar
made my brain feel too heavy for my skull.
I just hope it's worth more than $250
[laughing] so I don't have to sleep on the couch.
- We still don't know if it's authentic, though,
so we found a lady who might be able to help.
♪♪
Well?
What do you think, Paula?
Is it real?
- Seems like it.
But let me ring one of my guys and I can tell you for sure.
Wayne?
Wayne: [through phone] Yeah?
- You still in Texas?
Wayne: Mm-hmm.
- Are you in a jar right now?
Wayne: Mmmm...
yep.
- Okay-doo.
Well, it seems it's real.
- Nice!
- 'ccording to this,
Texas' GDP is $1.887 trillion.
Jim: [incredulous moans]
[wheezing laughter]
- Would you mind taking this out of my office, please?
Its gravitational pull is giving me a teensy nosebleed.
Marla: [whispering] Sure, we got it.
- Thank you.
- [whispering] We're gonna go.
♪♪
Man on Radio: Hi, welcome back to W96.
The thought on everyone's mind: where is Texas?
- Here come the tears again.
They won't let up.
[chuckles]
[unsettling music]
- Wait, shh, shh!
Wait, give me the jar.
I think I hear somethin'.
Jar: ♪ Take me to Texas! ♪
[banjo music]
♪ Texas is where I want to go. ♪
Lady, take me on down to Texas!
- We need to go to Texas.
Jar: [whispering] Take me to Texas.
[country music]
Radio Announcer 1: You know what really grinds my gears?
Where's Texas?
Radio Announcer 2: Téxas desaparece!
Radio Announcer 3: It's Stoopi and Snoopi in the morning.
Where's Texas?
Radio Announcer 4: Melbourne Police today
wondering where is Texas.
Radio Announcer 5: [British accent] Welcome to the BBC
Morning News Radio Hour!
Today, we're missing Texas!
Have you seen it?
[wind roaring]
[car horn blares]
[wind surging]
[ding]
♪♪
- What are we doin' here?
- It told me I needed to come!
This feels like my destiny now!
- No!
Take me with you!
- Don't follow me, Jim!
Forget about me!
[thuds]
[thud]
- I can't do that!
[dramatic music builds]
[roaring]
[dramatic music continues]
[thud]
[wind roaring]
- Goodbye.
Jim: Noooo!
Narrator: On the next Storage Wars.
- [laughs]
Wow.
That's a lot of mattresses.
[metal clangs]
- Studio C fans!
I can't get out of the void unless you like this video!
Please hurry!
It's very weird here.
Smells more like cows than you would think...
in a void!