A dirty warehouse. Concrete floor stained with something that might be soda, might be blood. Bam Margera is duct-taping a toy rocket to a skateboard. Steve-O is already shirtless, painting his chest with Icy Hot.
He falls backward into a bush. The camera shakes with laughter.
Safety Third (The 1.5 Cut)
Knoxville in a neck brace, eating a slice of cold pizza, nodding solemnly. Jackass 1.5
Jackass logo with a Band-Aid on it.
“He wasn’t wrong.”
Here’s a short, original piece written in the spirit of Jackass 1.5 —that raw, behind-the-scenes, “we had extra footage and too much beer” energy. A dirty warehouse
“To the ones who walked away… and the ones who limped. 1.5’s for the edit room floor. But the floor’s where the real memories are.”
Then: silence. Then: a scream. Then: laughter.
JACKASS 1.5 “Not quite a movie. Not quite a confession.” Steve-O is already shirtless, painting his chest with
“So, we had this bit for the first movie. But Tremaine said—and I quote—‘That’s not a stunt, that’s a suicide note with funnier sound effects.’”
A black screen. A single voice—Pontius’s—whispers: “The snake was not declawed.”