I got a surprise for all of you to bring people into the shop.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Last year, Corey became a partner in the pawn shop,

which is awesome for Big Hoss.

So I'm trying to show some initiative,

and maybe one day they'll make me partner, too.

What do you think?

COREY: I don't get it.

What, you're gonna start a coloring book, or--

CHUMLEE: My friend, Hueman, drew that.

She's an artist who paints with spray

paint and she's gonna do this on the wall for us

back there on our back gate, so that when you're coming up

to the shop, you can just see the three predominant Harrisons

right there on the wall.

RICK: So why Mount Rushmore?

CHUMLEE: Why Mount Rushmore?

Don't you remember the amazing ride

we had through the mountains to get there?

That was a nice ride.

I didn't know we were gonna have to walk, though.

And the time we spent?

Wow.

RICK: Pretty cool, eh?

CHUMLEE: Yeah, that's pretty cool.

I always thought it was so much bigger.

Three honest faces-- it's gonna attract business.

OLD MAN: We're not gonna have no graffiti on the building.

You'll have every gangbanger within 20 miles

tagging the store, Chumlee.

No, actually, taggers will respect

the fact that there's actually art there

and they won't go over it.

RICK: And how much is she gonna charge for this?

CHUMLEE: No, she's just gonna do this as a favor.

She's always looking for a blank canvas

in a well-populated area.

RICK: I think it looks sort of cool.

I look really good.

You guys look like [BLEEP],, but I like it.

COREY: Of course you do.

You're the most narcissistic person

I've ever even heard about.

My dad likes to look at himself--

often.

So what do you think, dad?

OLD MAN: Well, I do look a lot better

than that bald head of yours.

You look like a billiard ball.

RICK: Have her do it, Chum.

CHUMLEE: You guys won't be disappointed.

Oh, I love the smell of 94 in the morning.

HUEMAN: [LAUGHS]

Best spray paint ever.

It's my favorite.

It's looking pretty good.

I've convinced Rick to let my friend

paint a mural on the wall.

It's gonna get us lots of attention.

OK, well, I'm just gonna let you do your thing, then,

and I'll be back-- HUEMAN: Cool.

--to check on you.

Just make sure it looks good 'cause this is

kind of like my pride and joy.

I'm trying to bring life to the shop.

HUEMAN: It's a work in progress.

Just come back later.

You got a little blue on his head, though, there.

I hope you're gonna cover that back up.

Yes.

Think I know what I'm doing.

I kind of just freestyle and do whatever I want,

so I'm not really used to someone dictating.

CHUMLEE: Yeah.

The old man has a little more hair than that, though,

so if we could get him some hair going on--

he has a lot of hair for his age.

I'll add some hair.

I got it.

It's a work in progress.

CHUMLEE: OK, well, I guess I'm just

gonna let you do your thing.

HUEMAN: OK, cool.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

CHUMLEE: All right, you guys.

OLD MAN: What?

Mount Pawnmore is done.

Looks way better than Mount Rushmore.

You guys wanna check it out?

Sure.

It better look good.

OLD MAN: Yeah.

It better not suck, Chum.

CHUMLEE: I convinced the guys to let my friend

do a mural on the pawnshop.

I hope they appreciate how hard me and Hueman worked on it.

Pretty good, eh?

What do you think?

Looks pretty damn good, doesn't it?

RICK: The hell is that?

CHUMLEE: That's a picture of all four of us

on Mount Rushmore looking pretty sweet.

RICK: Why are you there?

Yeah.

I made a few changes.

Anyways, I look pretty good up there with you guys.

RICK: And I look terrible.

You don't look good to start with.

You gave me like 15 chins.

Well, you have three.

OLD MAN: And that's how many is there--

one, two, three.

It looks just like you.

CHUMLEE: It does look just like you.

RICK: It does not look like me.

It looks like you.

CHUMLEE: Yeah.

It looks like you.

RICK: Cover it up.

I don't like it.

OLD MAN: I don't care what you like.

They did a beautiful job on me.

My face is beautiful.

RICK: Yeah, whatever.

CHUMLEE: All right.

Well, maybe you guys could think about making me a partner soon.

OLD MAN: OK, son.

CHUMLEE: Really?

OLD MAN: When hell freezes over.

CHUMLEE: Please?