That dildo reveal does not come out of nowhere, nevertheless. At sure factors throughout the movie, Coen and Cooke reduce to a surrealistic scene that is closely tinged with ’60s psychedelia, moments harking back to B-movies of that period like Roger Corman’s “The Journey.” Because it seems, these moments are literally flashbacks to the younger Gary Channel and his encounter with a girl by the identify of Tiffany Plaster Caster (Miley Cyrus). She’s based mostly on the real-life counter-culture determine Cynthia Plaster Caster, they usually share the identical passion: making molds of men’ phalluses. Plainly, again within the late ’60s, Tiffany made a mildew of Gary’s dong, and the grown-up Gary, hoping to completely sanitize his public picture to higher pander to his right-wing demographic, has enlisted the assistance of The Chief and firm to gather all the prevailing Channel dildos from collectors like Santos and erase them from existence.
The Chief (who, like Marian, additionally appears to be a Henry James fan) explains this to a certain and gagged Marian and Jamie whereas Arliss and Flint argue with one another about their prowess within the background. Issues go south shortly, and Flint decides to easily assert his dominance by capturing Arliss and The Chief to dying. Luckily, earlier than he can put off the ladies, his gun runs out of bullets. Being a consummate buffoon, he runs away.
After managing to free themselves, Marian and Jamie head again to their room with the case, and Jamie, ever the mastermind, calls up Channel’s workplace to set a gathering with the Senator himself and be paid for returning the case to him. As is acceptable, the friends-turned-lovers have a good time with some bathe intercourse, that includes the phallus of Mr. Channel.
In the meantime, Sukie takes a have a look at Curlie’s drive-away, however she will be able to’t see something at nighttime, locked workplace. Pissed off anew, she resolves to go all the way down to Florida herself with Alice in tow. As she leaves, Curlie lies helpless and bleeding on the bottom behind the desk, lamenting aloud that nobody is coming to avoid wasting him. Like many a sap within the Coen’s filmography, he is on his personal.