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- Frankenstein's Jewish. Yeah.
- The whole thing is Nazi propaganda.
- I don't think that's accurate.
- No, no, no. Okay. I, I know that sounds crazy, but really,
after studying the, the back cover art of the book
for a little while now,
that's the only explanation that logically fits.
- I always thought of Frankenstein more as Cherokee.
- You, you thought of Frankenstein as Roki. Look,
- Maybe we should give him a ride.
- Why? - Well, it's the Christian thing to do.
- What's he even doing out here?
- Only one way to find out,
- Hey, do you need a ride? Yeah.
- Oh, I've been staying around here since the show ended.
My car broke down. Where are you headed? Oh, Lucy's.
Well, come on. Thanks. I really appreciate this.
- Oh, that's no problem. That was my idea.
That's the Christian thing to do. Yeah.
You might be a blown stranger,
but there's nothing wrong with being a Buffett fan.
What can possibly go wrong? Right.
- You know, you are All right, man. Thanks.
Interesting show tonight, huh? Yeah, man.
Jimmy, all you can eat can never be topped. Nope. Indeed.
That, that's precisely what I was thinking.
You know, that was my 27 time seeing him.
- Really? Oh my God. You must be a, a really big fan.
- Wow. Oh yeah. I have my own band
that covers his music called The Well Tan G String.
- Right on dude. Wow.
- Though it's really impossible to play all of his songs
with only one string.
Yeah. Yeah. Such a great show tonight.
I just wish he had played Crayola Crayola.
I'm not sure I'm familiar with that.
You mean you've never heard of Crayola?
- What'd she just say? You Little Beach?
- I don't know much. Jimmy's always
been more my wife's thing.
I,
- We listened to the whole album on the way to the show.
What are you talking about? I are you guessing me again?
That's what you're doing. I don't, I don't
- Really recall - You Such a piece of shit.
That's what it is. Have you even memorized a
track listing of Florida Days?
No. Huh?
- You know, I never really cared for that album. Oh
- My God.
You know what? You guys are just a bunch of posers.
She probably just run off and go join the No Shoes Nation.
It's 1993. Stop the car, Gerald.
That, that, that's just I am, you know what? I'm done.
You're the one driving dearest. Oh my God. You, that's it.
That's it. That's it. You open the door, get out, get out.
It's time that, you know, you finally listen to that,
that therapist, you, you love so much,
and it takes some personal space.
- But you can't stay here.
It's out in the middle of nowhere on a Sunday night.
Come Monday, I'll be all right.
- Hey, - You stop talking. That shithead Posr.
And, and you, Gerald, if the phone doesn't ring, it's me.
So long time coming.
- You know, Macy, some people would say that you're really
to blame for this, but really, it's nobody's fault.
I gotta tinkle.
- Aw crap. - I think we have a flat tire.
- Oh, - No.
- Seriously.
- What the - Hell? Son of a beach.
- Hey, Macy, have you seen my salt Shakers?
Mac? See Mac. See Mac?
See Macy? Where are you?
Oh, I blew up my flip flop.
- Oh, shit.
- I don't need the backstory. - Just
- Get to the facts.
- Hey, - In the Bayou the Moon,
so bride friends for a while, Jimmy Knight,
guitar Showman, kilo taking flight underneath the stars.
Everything just feels all right.
- Oh, - Just feels all right.
So race up our glass.
Let's out Cheer to the single damn reason
why we're all here.
Got friends. Byside. Another Kanga wrong.
Grab a damn beer and help me sing this song.
- Oh, - Sing this song.
Welcome to this place where the fun is in the air.
Heads gathered. Not one of us with anger, air
with drinks in our hand and keys gone for the night.
We toast to tomorrow.
And that painful morning
to be all that's right.
It's gonna be alright. Alright.
- You hook me up with a crazy chick again.
- Didn't say crazy. I said paranoid.
- Yeah. Well, that's like your personal point of view, man.
Don't go this way. The light
down here, it makes you wait forever.
We could take another
- No, let him sleep.
It doesn't smell like he shit his pants yet. Yeah.
- I don't smell 'em.
- So this party thing, we're going to,
it's like an all you can eat food festival.
- No, it's, it's a Jimmy Buffett's impersonator
contest. It's not a buffet.
- Oh. I thought
that meant there was like a dinner show or something.
I can't believe I let you talk me into coming.
I don't even like Jimmy Buffet. Everybody
- Loves Jimmy Buffett.
He's an American icon. Like Jerry Springer,
- Man.
Oh.
- Oh, where's the party - Dude?
What are you wearing?
- Me? It's pirate garb.
- Look like you're from the middle ages.
- You're middle aged pirates.
- Yeah. What middle aged pussies?
- Shit. - What?
- It's a Jeep. - What's a Jeep?
- It's a four wheel drive altering vehicle.
No, it's, it's not a what? It's a who? It's a some bum.
We pay to look after the place.
- What? Is he dangerous or something?
- Not really. I'd say he is more sad, to be honest.
I think his wife left him high and dry years ago
and never really recovered.
And honestly, I think
that was probably the last time he was dry.
- But he's a bitch. - No, like he's an alcoholic.
- Oh, nice. I,
- That being said, better play it safe.
Don't take any candy. He brings you.
- Good call.
- Hey, Jeep. How's it going?
Okay, good talk.
- You don't wanna go down to that water.
- Why is that exactly - That thing down there?
It ain't right. It ain't natural.
- Okay. What thing?
- Opera shark. - Excuse me.
- About six months back,
- Ladies and gentlemen, a terrible tragedy this evening.
Indeed. A talker who goes by the handle opera Daddy
was tragically eaten alive by a shark.
We have footage of the event
and we are about to play it for you now.
Now, if your discretion is advised,
because you will have to listen
to some opera music. Let's roll the tape.
- What is up my fellow hashtag shark aficionados?
It's me. Your favorite opera singer? Hashtag opera Daddy.
Follow me on TikTok, follow me on Instagram.
And I am just out here so excited about
sharks and I have been introduced to this smear
campaign about our thin friends.
And I'm here to tell you, I don't appreciate it.
So as a show of my support, I'm here to engage
in the art of song with my fellow thin friends.
Isn't that right? We're gonna hit 'em with a little, we
- They say, you could still hear the muffled sounds of
that sad, tragic clown when
that thing draws near.
- So the guy's still alive, isn't
- There?
Well, yeah. The shark ate him hole.
- I'll steer clear the water, - The sun too.
- You're kind of tying my hands here, man. It's a camp.
- That's what she thought too. - Who?
- Karen.
- All right, Jeep. We'll see you later.
Ugh. What the shit, dude?
- Sorry, friend. Didn't mean to panic your pickle.
Panic My what? Oh, don't mind. Old four wheeler there.
Perky. Karen's death.
Death had nothing to do with the amount
of s pf one 50 on her skin.
That right? Everyone around these parts knows
that it was coronal, mass eject.
Or like the city slickers. Call it solar flare.
It erupted a bunch of solar radiation
that deflected off the Aurora Boreal
that amazingly reflected right through the window
of our friendly neighbor's Ace's big rig.
And while those Scientologists said it created an effect
like an ant under a microphone.
- Wait, you say Scientologists?
- I'm sorry. I guess I had a slippery tongue phenomenon.
I meant gynecologist. Of course, her death was no big deal.
I mean, her poetry was not well received.
- Is this guy an escaped mental patient? No.
No. That's Gareth.
- Garth. - Gareth,
- Garth, - Gareth.
- I'm sorry. One more time. I I can come here. Come, come.
Gareth. Oh, it's Gareth. It's Gareth.
- So where you standing behind this wall?
Man, you, you hiding something?
- No. Good fences. Make good neighbors. What?
- What the, how'd you get back here?
- I pulled a sneaky one on you.
I squeezed down the brown hole when your
back was turned. You did.
- You did what to me. - I went through the hole.
Made a hole.
- Guys, I think I need a drink and a long ass shower.
- Well, we'll be seeing you, Gareth.
- Always a pleasure. Double J.
- Taste this. Oh,
that tastes like straight tequila.
It is.
- Who's ready to get drunk and screw? Oh,
- We're not snuff queens.
What the hell is a snuff queen?
I'll explain it to you later,
- Dude.
Where'd you get those from?
Remember earlier when we were talking to Jeep? Yeah.
- It is time to see the world. It's time to kiss some girls.
- Pastor Gula on two, easily. I'm a one
- Man band with no media playing, right?
- Tonight. I just need my guitar.
You're one of our own down there.
You never drink alone down there.
- Baab Breeze too Damn easy.
- Bam. A what did you say - The name of the song?
- Bama Breeze. LOL. It's Bama Breeze dude.
- Bama Breeze. - Yeah. Bama.
We all know it was written about Obama.
- What are you talking about?
- Barack Obama, the 44th president of the United States.
Catch up.
- We know who Barack Obama is.
Okay, question is, why do you think that song is about him?
- I mean, everything. First off, the title Bama,
second Breeze, like a, you know, tropical island breeze
of which only someone like JB can write about.
And what state fits
that description better than Florida, Hawaii.
And where was Obama from? That's right. Huh? Vi e.
- It's a bit of a stretch, don't you think?
- Let the ladies in free with the fake id.
It's textbook foreshadowing about the whole
birth certificate debacle.
1984. Mick Jagger passed through town.
We all know what Obama was doing in 1984.
Michelle. Shit.
- What? What the hell does Obama have to do
with the Birdman?
Just get back to the damn
- Story.
- Says online that Jimmy Buffett never
even wrote Bama Breeze.
- Ugh. What? This game's dumb.
It's not enough. Hey, I'm getting boozed.
You've been knocking back triple since 6:00 AM You smell
like hemmingway taint only half drunk.
Not this again. Look, I'm getting more booze.
What do you guys want?
- Nowhere's gonna be open this late.
- It's 11:00 AM - Look. SUV his shack.
There's definitely alcohol in there. Dude.
Stop messing with Jeep. That booze is all he is got.
Ah, he'll survive. Survive.
Yeah. Stay alive.
- What about parrot heads? - We're all parrot heads.
- I'm not. - It's just a stupid story.
It's a stupid true story
- About a parrot man, - Para parrott head.
- I don't follow. - The story goes
that there's this werewolf like creature that turns into a
Parrothead man and attacks people who aren't big enough.
Jimmy Buffett fans. It's, it's nonsense.
- What makes them turn the moon.
- You believe in the moon.
Also, it's sobriety.
- What if it's Jeep? - Yeah.
- Speaking of Jeep, I'm gonna - At that booze
- Bar if, wait.
Yeah. Mike is sober out there.
- Good looking out.
- Oh no, - Black.
- Not again. - Fuck.
- Oh, there we go. Finally
- Piss.
- It doesn't taste like piss
- Nice.
- I have been drunk now for over two weeks. Shit.
- Old man. You scared the shit outta me.
- Well, oh, scratch that.
Probably two decades. What? Here we are.
- Right on, man. I'm gonna get outta here. No,
- See, I can tell
you got a schoolboy heart.
Now I need booze. And you got my 40.
You gotta give it to me.
- I'm gonna, oh Jesus'. Psycho tcho.
The contest starts tomorrow night around seven.
It's about a two hour drive.
So we're gonna wanna leave about 6:00 AM
- What? Four.
- Gotta get a good spot. The tailgate.
- What happens at the tailgate?
- You'll love it. Everyone hangs out drinking, playing.
Buffet tunes in the parking lot.
- Let me just get this straight just
so we're all in the same latitude here.
We're going to a Jimmy Buffett impersonator contest
to listen to Jimmy Buffett music drink
and listen to Jimmy Buffett
impersonators sing those same songs.
Only worse. But
before all that, we're gonna hang out in an asphalt parking
lot, listening to the same exact music,
with the same exact people and drinking.
But before all that, we came out to Jerry Jeff's camp
to drink and listen to Buffett tunes.
- That's about the size of it. - Yeah,
- Sounds about right.
- What do you want on your burger?
- Lettuce. Tomatoes, Hans 57 fries. A pickle and a beer.
- Let's stick the boat out. - I'm driving.
- Fuck you are. - What?
- Your spastic ass flipped the kayak in Key West
and lost the keys to the rental car.
Not to mention getting us lost at sea.
Somehow after we already lost the boat, we were stranded on
that sandbar until monsoon season ended.
- That was you drinking with Qatar.
And also, didn't we say we're gonna talk about rape island?
- It would've been fine if you hadn't invited
that pirate Parker to go drinking with us. He
- Saved us from drowning.
It seemed appropriate. Not to mention he rescued us from
that uncontacted tribe.
Yeah, the dude was facing four decades
in a Haitian penitentiary.
Remember any of that?
- Starting to feel like there's
- A lot of story.
Of course I do. Story. I remember all of it.
That's the problem in my nightmares.
I can still see all those gaunt,
barefoot children standing completely silent in the rain
knee, deep in the waves, just staring at us
after we barely managed to make it off shore.
When I closed my eyes, I could still see what they did
to the Christian missionary we met there.
Thaddeus,
- He was only there 'cause he
wanted to deliver him presents.
If only he'd been a little quicker to the boat.
Maybe we all made it off
then maybe we could have went convinced ourselves.
We were simple children playing simple children's games.
Maybe I wouldn't have to wake up for my sleep screaming.
- I really feel like we're missing some major details here.
- Let's just say that Key West was a long time
ago and leave it at that.
- But I loved her. - I don't know
what it is, but I get the feeling.
I'm missing a lot of backstory here.
- I guess it's just one of those times you had to be there
- To the boat.
This is the boat, huh?
- Yeah. It's pretty dope, right?
- Yeah. If you mean dope as in a shitty canoe in a lake.
- Alright, that was uncalled for Paris.
- Can you check in that - Cooler
and make sure there's beer?
Oh. Hmm.
Hmm. What the hell's this?
- Hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Get her. Alright.
- That's my grandfather's spear gun. Let's
- Watch where you're pointing. Let's try it out.
- Yeah, that's a good idea. - Because
- This boat really - Sucks.
- Get outta here. Four doors. Family sedan.
Stop
- Here.
Lemme show you how it's done.
This thing's fucking busted.
- Ah. - Oh
- Shit. Dani killed someone.
- Oh, really? - Okay.
That's enough finger pointing and spear pointing.
- How do y'all, I thought I was all, all alone out here.
I thought I was on my own.
- Gareth, are you all right?
- Oh, spear thing. Yeah. Stings a little.
Y'all didn't mean to impale me. Y'all. Y'all are nice folks.
I got so absorbed in my activities that
I wasn't abreast of the, the moment, the situation.
- That's gotta be the most vague
and disconcerting answer I've ever heard.
Thank you.
- What activities are you doing up in the tree, Gareth?
- The normal regular ones like bird peeping. You
- Mean bird - Watching?
That's, that's the one.
- And just what kind of birds are you looking for?
- There's a, a diverse local group of, of tits and warblers
and, and breasted, booby cocks that,
that really make up the local bird peeping scene.
And man, I, I do enjoy a stare
gander, if you will, at all the diverse
wildlife we have around here.
- Didn't know we had any of those birds around here. Oh,
- You gotta know where to get the, the best views.
- Well, as fun and educational as this has been,
I think birdwatching hours are over.
You need any help getting home, Gareth?
- Oh, I'll be fine on my own.
This is not the first time I've been
penetrated by an object.
- See ya, Gareth.
- Not if I see you first. Y'all come back now. You here.
- So where to go? I think I'm gonna go for a swim.
Wash this drool off of me.
- Who could that be? What are you doing here? Bird brain.
- Ah,
Marvin, where the hell have you been?
- Dude, I got munched on
by the housing challenge over there.
Jeep. Yeah.
I'm gonna, hold on. I'm gonna call him.
I need a beer. Somebody Gimme one. Oh, thanks buddy.
It's not enough. It's never enough.
You all right dude? Yeah, yeah.
I just, I just need to soak her up.
You know, I'm gonna grab, I'm gonna take a piss.
All right. Jeep's not picking up,
so I'm gonna go down and talk to him.
He can't be doing this. We, we talked about this.
Lemme back in a second, guys.
- I'll come with you.
- So you wanna play parts? Cheesy? Jeep. Jeep.
Oh, but up, man. Come on. Are you come? Oh shit.
- Let's just go. - We can't go. He can't, he can't do this.
He can't, he can't just bite people.
I told him six times already.
- He's - Bitten six people before.
- No, but I told him not to six times.
There's gotta be a spare key around here somewhere.
Jeep. All right, well, let's see.
Jeep, are you in here?
I, I don't mean to impede on your domicile,
but we need to talk.
Oh my God. You should not
live in a place that smells like this.
- A person lives here.
- Yeah. You could call 'em that, huh?
This is, this is unsettling.
- I don't have a good feeling about this.
- Let's, yeah, let's, yeah, let's just get outta here.
Holy shit. Jeep,
- After all these years of boozing, I always blamed her.
And now I've come to realization.
That's my own damn fault.
- You know what? Stop the car. Stop the car.
You're, you're driving. Not anymore.
- It is my own damn fault.
- What? You never had a man die on top of you.
- What?
- 30 years of boozing.
The cumulative hangover finally did him in.
- Let's, let's just go back to the camp and call the police.
- Marvin, you okay in there?
- Is he okay? How would I know that? Dude?
- Just don't choke on your own. Vomit.
He is gone.
- All right. I, I got you. I got you.
It was a second store window he jumped out of. I got you.
Keep going.
- Go for Peterson. Oh, you're here? Yeah. Great.
No, just come around to the back.
I'll be in the Jacos taking a soak. No, no, no.
I'll take care of the Uber. Don't worry about it.
See you soon. Sweet cheeks.
- Mohamed. One star. That's for nine 11.
Oh yeah. Come on in, baby. Pour yourself a drink.
Well, Jeep's dead.
- You kill him. - What?
- Right on. - Marvin's gone too.
Where the hell is Marvin Gardens?
Why'd you just use his full name?
He's probably dead in a ditch somewhere.
Oh, he's such an asshole.
- But we still look for him. No,
- No.
Delaney's. Right. We need to go find him.
- Marvin.
- Hello Marvin.
God so hot out here. Yeah, I know.
I just wanna take off some of your clothing, huh? Look,
- It's definitely bird poopy.
It's definitely fresh.
Looks like there was more to that story after all.
- What? The story of e coli?
- No. Story of the bird. Big damn bird.
- What are you saying? There's a parrot man in the
woods. And he ate Marvin. No,
- Not a parrot man.
A parrot head. I'll ask Marvin. I knew the, well
- You just met him.
- It's Hamlet. - His name's Marvin.
- Nevermind. - This can't be Marvin.
Marvin had six toes.
- What are you saying? - This can't be Marvin.
Marvin had six toes.
- No, I mean, what does that mean?
- That the Birdman ate someone else, not Marvin.
Who knows how many someone else is.
- We need to get the others and get out of here. Let's go.
- Alright, so wait a second.
Why didn't Jerry, Jeff and Paris go looking for 'em too? You
- Wanna go have sex?
- What? Like together? Yeah.
We just found a dead guy.
- Yeah, but we really didn't know him.
- Still a dead guy. - But I didn't have sex.
Every time I found a dead body,
I'd probably still be a virgin.
- Well that, yeah.
I'm gonna call the cops first.
- Suit yourself. I'm gonna go take a shower.
- I'm sure you washed the cadaver off of you.
Representative
Paris.
- Yeah, - Paris. This isn't funny.
You know I have that thing about chickens.
- Paris,
Paris.
- Put some clothes on. We need to go. Why the concert's?
Not until tomorrow. 'cause parent head's real. What?
Where's Jerry? Jeff, would you please put on a shirt?
No shirt, no shoes. No problem.
That's not even a Buffet song.
These references have gotten out of control.
I need some fruitcake. She wants a fruitcake.
Go faster. I'm,
- He is on the roof.
- What - The, why would you bear arms?
- I'm not in.
- Hold it. Hold it. So Paris falls to the ground
with the parrot headed man and Delaney and Bob.
Just leave her there. That is some fucked up shit.
- That's it. That's it.
Shit.
- Wait a minute. Wait a minute. I
thought Delaney was driving.
- I'm driving
shit.
- Turn around. - What?
- Turn the car around.
- There's a Parrothead man back there registering a
beach blanket up my eyes.
No thank you. There's gotta be another way
out. Where are you going?
- I'm through running. I've been running from parrot heads
in Buffet my entire life.
- But why? - Back in 83,
my mom was in Maryville, Indiana.
It was the one particular Harbor tour.
She was in the second row of the holiday star theater.
Jimmy Buffett saw my mom
and he invited her backstage after the show.
- Oh shit. Your dad's Jimmy Buffett. What?
- No. No.
One of the fans backstage spilled a margarita
all over her brand new dress.
Couldn't get that stain out.
She raised me to hate him, but dammit, I can't.
I've heard the call of the Mother Ocean
and I have to take the fight to Parrothead.
Good luck, Rob.
- My name's Bob. - I
- It's fine.
It's fine. Don't worry about it.
- Just, you know, 'cause everything going on, I,
- I said it's fine. It's cool.
- Yeah, already then
- Think I can ram 'em
- So long.
Bert,
- It's Bob.
It's three letters.
- Para - Ahead
- Off to see the Lizard's best album.
- All right, so let me get this straight.
You and a bunch of your friends went
and stole a bunch of alcohol from some old alcohol dude
who then bit you
and look, I ain't judging my, my cousin's gay.
But then you turned into a Parrothead monster
and then you went and killed all your friends.
And then you got attacked by some show tune singing shark.
Is that right?
- Yeah, that's pretty much the whole story.
- Yeah. So riddle me this K Sabi. Why ain't you a bird now?
- Because I'm drunk. Only turned into a bird when I'm sober.
- I see. So we pick you up from behind the seven 11
for stealing a bunch of land shark
and now you're confessing to a quadruple murder.
Is that right?
- Yes. Hey, can I get a beer?
- No. No you could not. Come on.
- Where are we going? - The crime scene bird shit.
- Oh, I'm really gonna need up here before that.
- Absolutely not. - Hey, I'm getting sober.
I don't like me when I'm sober. Get
- Your ass in the car, bird Shit.
Let's go
Stay in the car. Bird shit.
- No, no, no, no. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,
- Bro.
No, wait, wait, wait. Bojo, Buddo, Bojo. Beer Bojo here.
- Ah shit. It's gone.
- Well. Well, well Bird Brain
looks like we got a little bit more to store to tip.
- It is a quarter to five as a take a dive into drink.
Number four.
The El drunk sitting next to me share something
I couldn't ignore.
He said, son, you know I've seen it all
while I've got you sitting here for your own good.
I hope you would hear this old man's greatest fear.
I'm not afraid of sharks
or some big old hurricane,
but really keeps me up at night is the thought
of sober brain.
All these years of drinking of cow,
the other deems away.
It's anxiety of sobriety.
Now could you buy me some Bombay?
Yes. Anxiety of sobriety.
I'm gonna need some damn bomb.
Plus had some Harmon as a baseline.
Maybe a little progression in the background.
But yeah, that's basically it
- From the number one station.
This is the story about love. A love story.
Music is
- Love - It loves music.
Ing the song. Sing the song. Sing the song.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- I've been - Waiting
- For a sign.
- Will you hear that?
- Now I'm dancing to,
I'm holding it more rabbit.
Like a treasure from the tree. Right
- From the tree.
- My body ain't confused no more.
- You hear Don. - I'm looking at the
sky singing.
I've been waiting for
- The, - I'm dancing to your
- Then I know be for a long time
- Because - I love you sir.
And I wonder sight
might is I tell you.
- Be - Good, be good. Be good. Like you. You should
- Rock it together - Good.
And follow you
- A pleasure.
So,
- So my
- Body aint confused. No more
- Tell about it.
- I love it when I'm high. See the spark while singing.
- I - The sound
- Waiting for a sight.
- You what brother say.
- Now am dancing to your,
- So get up, move your feet,
let shine the
- Let - In your heart each and every day.
I south only say
- We're - Losing together.
And Ching, wherever run the
- Sea.
- Do you hear - That
- Brother?
- For for a sign
- Dancing.
- Make it right. - Flash
- It from the top for the very nice drop.
You know, don't leave more stones unturned.
The more you live is the more you learn.
Live the life you love. Love the life you live.
Cause music is mine to give
earth live.
And your may be locked up.
Shine
- Like the moon landing.
Do you believe in the moon? What makes 'em turn the moon?
No, that doesn't work out. Double moons.
- The angle cock.
I'll cue you to grab. Yeah, no, no, no.
I was just grabbing the hair until I grabbed the thing
- For the him Hemi Buffet.
It's literally him. Hemi Buffet.
He sent us to the moon for real.
This time he built a beach house up there.
- Really Hope Scott. Record.
Alright, Ville, scene nine, take one.
Really get like you lean into,
- But I meant to say instead of gynecologists.
Gynecologists,
- What the shit, dude, what was that last part?
- Vagina Doctor. - What was that last part? Fuck.
Tell me a line. You say what? Wait, what was that last part?
All right, I'll start. Join a doctor. You don't say that.
All right. You wrote this scene,
dude, he didn't write this scene.
You, I know. He can't stop laughing. It's so funny.
I couldn't stop laughing. I take it as a compliment.
I asked you if I had Lon, you never answered.
Went back into it. You say it's, wait,
what was the last Wait, what was that last part?
I told it to you six times. We went over up there.
Oh, I thought you were really asking us.
Hey, don't be mad at us. Your wife's angry.
Let's We carry it.
Carry it. Touch your noses. Carry it. God,
- If I remember it, did you get a nice
shot of the No, I did not.
I need another one. God, Dylan, we need another beer. We do.
You know what? Just put it on the ground.
You don't need to open it.
Just, it's a half drank beer.
Okay, we're picking up off the grill.
Oh, you got another one? Great. Look at you. I love it.
This isn't tall. Yeah, but the tall boy isn't a four year.
It doesn't matter. Shut up. Get outta beer. The corner.
Come walk in the door from the beginning. Here we go.
You still good buddy? Yes. Am I opening? I love you.
Alright, let's do it. Am I open door? Open the door.
You You're gonna open the beer. Okay. Open the beer.
- Do that again. But then you gotta stand up. Okay. Yeah.
Am I thinking about the tinkle or the tinkle?
It's like, that's what I do. That's what you dole. Okay.
All right. All right. Action. You're all right, dude.
Yeah, man. I just need to sober up and tinkle you.
Pierre, can you clear my frame mean it's got outta the way
- If you want.
Don, ignore what I'm saying to him.
It has nothing to do with you. All right, here we go.
And here we go.
- Oh, all these years I've blamed her.
- Who knows how many someone else has out there. Back it up.
Do that line again. We Okay.
That was really good. That was great. Okay.