<b>Johnny. You're gonna</b>
<b>be late for work again.</b>
<b>I'm up mom.</b>
<b>Good morning gorgeous.</b>
<b>Good morning.</b>
<b>Or should I say good afternoon?</b>
<b>Wooh. Bacon.</b>
<b>I love bacon.</b>
<b>And mama loves you.</b>
<b>John Blake Wentworth.</b>
<b>How many times have I told</b>
<b>you to cut the grass?</b>
<b>It's a jungle out there.</b>
<b>I promise. I will cut it tomorrow.</b>
<b>For sure.</b>
<b>Tomorrow? Tomorrow.</b>
<b>You're almost a grown man.</b>
<b>And I am late for work.</b>
<b>Who's the most beautiful</b>
<b>mother in all of Shady grove? Hm?</b>
<b>Who is it?</b>
<b>I think it's you.</b>
<b>Who is that?</b>
<b>It's my mom.</b>
<b>My mom is.</b>
<b>Ok. How much?</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b>I mean it.</b>
<b>Fifty Bucks?</b>
<b>For someone that works as much as you do,</b>
<b>how come you're always so broke?</b>
<b>It's Veronica.</b>
<b>She's, she has expensive taste.</b>
<b>She should get a job. Like Michelle.</b>
<b>Michelle. She's like a friend from</b>
<b>grade school. Okay.</b>
<b>Veronica is hot.</b>
<b> Michelle is perfect for you.</b>
<b>Veronica is great.</b>
<b>And she is crazy about me.</b>
<b>Of course she is crazy about you.</b>
<b>You shower her with attention</b>
<b>and money all the time.</b>
<b>No. It's not like that.</b>
<b>She's a really sweet girl.</b>
<b>You'll see.</b>
<b>Okay.</b>
<b>When do I get to meet her?</b>
<b>Uh. You'll get to meet her very soon.</b>
<b>She's just uh...</b>
<b> She's just a really, uh... Shy girl</b>
<b>Uh Hmm...</b>
<b> Here you go.</b>
<b>Thank you.</b>
<b>Uh hm.</b>
<b>Have you seen my tablet?</b>
<b>No.</b>
<b>Did you ask your uncle Luther?</b>
<b>Luther?</b>
<b>You be nice to your uncle.</b>
<b>He's a misunderstood genius.</b>
<b>Alright Veloci.</b>
<b>We are going to make history.</b>
<b>Don't worry.</b>
<b>This won't hurt a bit,</b>
<b>because you're dead.</b>
<b>And if you aren't,</b>
<b>it'd hurt like a motherfucker.</b>
<b>Here we go.</b>
<b>There.</b>
<b>Shit, Shit, Shit!</b>
<b>No. No, you may not eat Minnie.</b>
<b>You, Bitch!</b>
<b>You...</b>
<b>Uncle Luther.</b>
<b>Uncle Luther.</b>
<b>Open up.</b>
<b>Bitch!</b>
<b>Uncle Luther, do you</b>
<b>have a chicken in there?</b>
<b>What's going on?</b>
<b>Noth'n</b>
<b>Uncle Luther, open up.</b>
<b>Do you have my tablet?</b>
<b>I've done it. I've made the greatest</b>
<b>discovery in the twenty first century.</b>
<b>Geez man.</b>
<b>Didn't you hear me calling you?</b>
<b>Please, never enter my lair</b>
<b>when the door is locked.</b>
<b>Oh, there it is.</b>
<b> No, I need that.</b>
<b>Oh man, what did you do?</b>
<b>I'm late. I gotta go.</b>
<b>No. Wait.</b>
<b>You're gonna ruin my greatest hour.</b>
<b>Cool. Thanks.</b>
<b> Hey.</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b>I told you I needed that laptop</b>
<b>done by this morning.</b>
<b>So imagine my surprise.</b>
<b>When I come downstairs and</b>
<b>see it still sitting there...</b>
<b>untouched.</b>
<b>Well, it's not like I wasn't working.</b>
<b>Serving doughnuts, not exactly a</b>
<b>flourishing career move.</b>
<b>Neither is lying,</b>
<b>and getting paid for it.</b>
<b>I'm not lying.</b>
<b>Really?</b>
<b>Really.</b>
<b>People bring me their broken shit.</b>
<b>They pay me. They pick it up fixed.</b>
<b>Not by you.</b>
<b>Who cares?</b>
<b>Me. The person who's not</b>
<b>getting paid for the work.</b>
<b>I pay you.</b>
<b>Is it invisible money?</b>
<b>It's wear and tear.</b>
<b>Huh?</b>
<b>I drive you to work.</b>
<b>Half the time, I am late...</b>
<b>That's not the point.</b>
<b>And the other half, you make</b>
<b>me take the bus, at night.</b>
<b>Also not the point.</b>
<b>Then what is the point</b>
<b>of this conversation,</b>
<b>other than you making</b>
<b>me late, right now?</b>
<b>The point of this conversation is,</b>
<b>I do something for you,</b>
<b>you do something for me.</b>
<b>I fix your computers while</b>
<b>you lie and say you do.</b>
<b>That's something.</b>
<b>You didn't fix the laptop.</b>
<b>Well,</b>
<b>it's not going to happen right now.</b>
<b>When?</b>
<b> After work.</b>
<b>Tonight.</b>
<b>Fine.</b>
<b>I'm not driving you tomorrow</b>
<b>if you don't do it.</b>
<b> Really?</b>
<b>Really.</b>
<b>What's next?</b>
<b>You gonna tell mom?</b>
<b>And you sassing me is</b>
<b>not helping the situation.</b>
<b>How about I walk for now on?</b>
<b>And you fix your own computers.</b>
<b>Okay. If that's how you want to play it.</b>
<b>Yes.</b>
<b>You're bluffing, but...</b>
<b>cool.</b>
<b>Okay. Hey hey hey. Shh.</b>
<b>Let's just chill.</b>
<b>Breath it out.</b>
<b>Always the loving brother.</b>
<b>Thank you.</b>
<b>I was being sarcastic.</b>
<b> I know.</b>
<b>Dick.</b>
<b>Bitch.</b>
<b>Nice to be to make it, sunshine.</b>
<b>This thing is ruined.</b>
<b>Hold your water Nancy?</b>
<b>I got it.</b>
<b>It's useless.</b>
<b>My stupid uncle.</b>
<b>Here you go.</b>
<b>What the...</b>
<b> How did you...</b>
<b>I got the skills to pay the bills baby.</b>
<b>Damn. It stinks.</b>
<b>Did you take out the garbage?</b>
<b>I was a little busy. What, with being</b>
<b>the only one here, and all.</b>
<b>Sorry, I... I'm just having a...</b>
<b>Whatever.</b>
<b>I'll take it out.</b>
<b>I'll help you.</b>
<b>We shouldn't leave the store.</b>
<b>What if we get a customer?</b>
<b>Yeah right. We haven't</b>
<b>had a customer in days.</b>
<b>It's just slow right now. It'll pick up.</b>
<b>I don't know how Cliff manages</b>
<b>to stay in business.</b>
<b>Easy. He pays us crappy wages and</b>
<b>cuts every corner imaginable.</b>
<b> Johnny.</b>
<b>Hey Babe.</b>
<b>I've been looking all over for you.</b>
<b>Great.</b>
<b>Princess "Spread Your Legs".</b>
<b>Come on babe. You know</b>
<b>I work the late shift.</b>
<b>Yes. Of course.</b>
<b>Johnny. We have to get back to work.</b>
<b>You should come inside.</b>
<b>I can't. I'm in a rush.</b>
<b>Who's the dude?</b>
<b>Oh, that's Bobby.</b>
<b>He's just giving me a ride.</b>
<b>I'll bet he is.</b>
<b>What did you say?</b>
<b>Nothing.</b>
<b>I am going back inside.</b>
<b>I'll leave you two love birds alone.</b>
<b> Thanks Michelle.</b>
<b>Bye. Michelle.</b>
<b>Weird. I don't think your</b>
<b>friend likes me very much.</b>
<b>No. Michelle is great. She...</b>
<b>Okay. What else...</b>
<b>Dude, I need money.</b>
<b>Baby, I just gave you money yesterday.</b>
<b>I know, but...</b>
<b>you work late,</b>
<b>and leave me at home all by myself.</b>
<b>What am I supposed to do?</b>
<b>Woah. What about my kiss?</b>
<b>Babe let's go! I ain't got time.</b>
<b>I am on house arrest.</b>
<b>Did he just call you babe?</b>
<b>No.</b>
<b>Don't be silly.</b>
<b>Oh hi Johnny.</b>
<b>Hey Mrs. S, How are you today?</b>
<b>Just Peachy.</b>
<b>I'm going to treat myself to one of</b>
<b>these delicious jelly doughnuts.</b>
<b>My. Look at that one. That's a tongue.</b>
<b>I've been working extra hard on my diet,</b>
<b>and today is my cheat day.</b>
<b>We'll be happy to take</b>
<b>care of that for you.</b>
<b>Oh, great.</b>
<b>Here comes trouble.</b>
<b>Oh no.</b>
<b>I'm here for the device.</b>
<b>Uncle Luther. I am working.</b>
<b>Where is it?</b>
<b>I don't want to use salty</b>
<b>language in front of the lady.</b>
<b>Oh my.</b>
<b>I told you not to come back.</b>
<b>I'm here to speak with my nephew.</b>
<b>And I said get out.</b>
<b>I don't want your kind in my</b>
<b>classy eating establishment.</b>
<b>Yeah, this place screams class.</b>
<b>Cliff, Luther is my uncle. He's one of</b>
<b>the few paying customers we have.</b>
<b>And I told you not to let</b>
<b>him back into my store.</b>
<b> It's mine.</b>
<b>Get! What are you doing?</b>
<b> Get out.</b>
<b>Help me.</b>
<b>You ruffian. Help. Police.</b>
<b>Help me.</b>
<b>Johnny. Michelle.</b>
<b>You ruffian</b>
<b>Nope. Are you?</b>
<b>I'm good.</b>
<b> You bastard.</b>
<b>Help me.</b>
<b>Johnny. Police. Help. Police.</b>
<b>It's mine.</b>
<b>You two are useless.</b>
<b>I get assaulted, and you sit</b>
<b>there and you do nothing.</b>
<b>Someone has to watch</b>
<b>the fryer at all times.</b>
<b>Rule number three in the Dandy Donut</b>
<b>safety manual.</b>
<b>Just gonna put that back, huh?</b>
<b>I'll be in my office.</b>
<b>I'm not hungry.</b>
<b>But it's doughnuts.</b>
<b>It's free doughnuts.</b>
<b>You know I don't take freebies Fred.</b>
<b>Come on, you just gotta</b>
<b>lighten up just a little bit, uh?</b>
<b>What about the perp?</b>
<b>Don't mind me.</b>
<b>I'll wait here.</b>
<b>Free doughnuts!</b>
<b>Are my doughnuts ready dear?</b>
<b>Here you go. A dozen for the waist.</b>
<b>I only asked for one.</b>
<b>Go for it. You earned it.</b>
<b>It's your cheat day.</b>
<b>Oh well, if you insist.</b>
<b>Thanks kids.</b>
<b>Excuse me officers.</b>
<b>Excuse me.</b>
<b>Good evening officers.</b>
<b>What's up kids?</b>
<b>Ah, we have a fresh batch of glazed.</b>
<b>Ah, we can't wait,</b>
<b>we got a perp in the car.</b>
<b>You better hurry. This man</b>
<b>wants some doughnuts.</b>
<b>How about a cup of fresh coffee?</b>
<b>Ah. Actually, you know what. We'll</b>
<b>just settle for a cup of yours.</b>
<b>Good one.</b>
<b>I tell you what. It's on the house.</b>
<b>I like your style kid.</b>
<b>Blue Light special?</b>
<b>Now that's funny.</b>
<b>I can't believe you like our coffee.</b>
<b>Ah. I don't really.</b>
<b>It just keeps me regular.</b>
<b>Anything for Shady Grove's finest.</b>
<b> Ah, thank you.</b>
<b>Thank you.</b>
<b>You have a free box of glazed.</b>
<b>My favorite kind.</b>
<b>Thanks kids.</b>
<b>Have a good evening kids.</b>
<b>See ya.</b>
<b>Bye.</b>
<b>Did you miss us?</b>
<b>Oh. Doughnuts.</b>
<b>Can I get one?</b>
<b>Oh shut up.</b>
<b>There's no eating in the car.</b>
<b>Woah woah woah. You're not</b>
<b>going to let me have a doughnut?</b>
<b>No crumbs in the seat.</b>
<b>Come on. can I get a doughnut?</b>
<b> No.</b>
<b>Please.</b>
<b>You're not gonna let</b>
<b>him have a doughnut?</b>
<b>Alright. Fine. We've broken all the</b>
<b>rules today, why stop now?</b>
<b> It's your lucky day.</b>
<b>Nice. That looks good.</b>
<b>My ass is kicking in.</b>
<b>Damn, he was hungry.</b>
<b>Whiskers Mcfur.</b>
<b>We've been waiting for this all week.</b>
<b>Come to mama boys.</b>
<b>Man, you look terrible.</b>
<b>I'm not feel'n too good.</b>
<b>Hey look. If you hurl in this car,</b>
<b>I'm gonna come back there</b>
<b>and break your...</b>
<b> Oh my God.</b>
<b>God, what is that?</b>
<b> I think I'm gonna hurl.</b>
<b>Wait till we get to the station.</b>
<b>Station? This guy's going</b>
<b>to explode back there.</b>
<b>Keep it together.</b>
<b> Here you go.</b>
<b>Thank you my good man</b>
<b>and put it on my tab.</b>
<b>Of course.</b>
<b>Do you smell patchouli?</b>
<b>Greetings kids.</b>
<b>Is Clifford available?</b>
<b>Sure thing.</b>
<b>I'll get him.</b>
<b>Can I get you anything?</b>
<b>Oh no. I wouldn't get</b>
<b>caught dead here.</b>
<b>I am on a very strict gluten</b>
<b>free paleo vegan diet.</b>
<b>Flanagan what do you want?</b>
<b>I'm very busy.</b>
<b>I just wanted to show you my,</b>
<b>latest creation.</b>
<b>Lucky me. What is it?</b>
<b>Open it, you silly goose.</b>
<b>It's Fruitle Swoole's latest</b>
<b>edition to the menu.</b>
<b>Behold.</b>
<b>Circular Bliss.</b>
<b>It looks like a tiny doughnut.</b>
<b>Hey, what gives Flanagan?</b>
<b>It's a tiny round doughnut.</b>
<b>It is a tiny round doughnut.</b>
<b>You Boof.</b>
<b>Where do you think they get</b>
<b>the word "circular" from?</b>
<b>So what's the big deal?</b>
<b>The big deal my uncouth compadre,</b>
<b>is that it is made from the freshest</b>
<b>certified organic gluten free,</b>
<b>fat free ingredients.</b>
<b>Nothing less for my customers.</b>
<b>Good luck with that.</b>
<b>Anything else?</b>
<b>The best part.</b>
<b>Three fifty retail.</b>
<b>A piece?</b>
<b>You won't even sell one, you moron.</b>
<b>Actually, my halitosis inflicted</b>
<b>competitor, three dozen sold this morning.</b>
<b>Seriously dude?</b>
<b>Well. Just because it has all</b>
<b>those healthy ingredients</b>
<b>doesn't mean it necessarily tastes good.</b>
<b> Try it.</b>
<b>No.</b>
<b>I dare you.</b>
<b>I'm all set. Thanks.</b>
<b>Not willing to admit defeat?</b>
<b>Not into hippie food.</b>
<b>I'll try it.</b>
<b>Michelle.</b>
<b>What are ya doing?</b>
<b>Don't eat that Michelle.</b>
<b>Where's she going?</b>
<b>Don't you dare eat...</b>
<b>She's eating the doughnut.</b>
<b>She'a eat...</b>
<b>It's probably terrible.</b>
<b>I can feel it tingling all over my body.</b>
<b>That's heaven.</b>
<b>Flanagan. I want you to try</b>
<b>Ollie's concoction. Stay right here.</b>
<b>Hello Howard.</b>
<b>Hi.</b>
<b>Are you ready for my famous</b>
<b>macaroni and cheese with bacon?</b>
<b>Yeah, Yes.</b>
<b>Well? Why are you standing there?</b>
<b>Come in.</b>
<b>What is it?</b>
<b>Well, I call it the DoucheNut</b>
<b>It's our new free range, whole wheat,</b>
<b>harvest scent sugar free doughnut.</b>
<b>It looks like a regular doughnut.</b>
<b>Hmm! Impressive, ain't it?</b>
<b>Go ahead, I dare ya.</b>
<b>Actually I am not. Go ahead</b>
<b>and have you bag that up for me.</b>
<b>Take it home.</b>
<b>I'll have it later.</b>
<b>Still wondering why I'm doing here.</b>
<b>Johnny, why don't you bag up Mr. Flanagan's</b>
<b>DoucheNut to go, would ya?</b>
<b>You got it boss.</b>
<b>What's a DoucheNut?</b>
<b>Just a regular sugar doughnut.</b>
<b>Gross.</b>
<b>Here you are Mr. Flanagan.</b>
<b>Oh, thank you so much.</b>
<b>You're so kind.</b>
<b>I would love, love, love to stay around</b>
<b>and chit-chat all day with you all day.</b>
<b>Perhaps catch some salmonella too,</b>
<b>but I have a high yoga class to go to.</b>
<b>Toodles.</b>
<b>Yeah, Goodbye.</b>
<b>Good riddance.</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b>Did you pick up that</b>
<b>doughnut from before?</b>
<b>Which doughnut?</b>
<b>The one I dropped.</b>
<b>I kicked it over here, but it's gone.</b>
<b>Maybe Cliff got it.</b>
<b>Cliff wouldn't bend over to pick up</b>
<b>his mom if she was on the ground.</b>
<b>Unless his mom was a quarter.</b>
<b>Do you hear that?</b>
<b>Hear what?</b>
<b>Heavy breathing?</b>
<b>Must be the coffee maker.</b>
<b>Hey!</b>
<b>What's up?</b>
<b>Hey man.</b>
<b>You're in a good mood.</b>
<b>Yeah? What's with the silly grin?</b>
<b>It's just a beautiful night out.</b>
<b>That's all.</b>
<b>Dude, you can't be back here.</b>
<b>Yeah. Go away.</b>
<b>We are... one.</b>
<b>It's fat free, right?</b>
<b>Oh my god.</b>
<b>It tastes like...</b>
<b>dog shit.</b>
<b>Oh god.</b>
<b>So much, smooth away the lotion...</b>
<b>So much, smooth away the lotion...</b>
<b>Aw, shit.</b>
<b> Fred. Wake up.</b>
<b>I'm up. I'm up.</b>
<b> The perp is gone.</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b> Oh shit...</b>
<b>What the hell happened?</b>
<b>This is...</b>
<b>Give me that man.</b>
<b>What are you doing?</b>
<b>You do you mean? I am calling it in.</b>
<b>Are you crazy? You can't just announce</b>
<b>to everybody we lost the perp.</b>
<b> Procedure man</b>
<b>Now we could lose our jobs.</b>
<b>Look, we got a dangeous man out there.</b>
<b> We gotta tell somebody</b>
<b>Okay, just stop talking. Stop talking.</b>
<b>Let's go find the perp.</b>
<b>Alright.</b>
<b>You're right.</b>
<b>Alright, you're right.</b>
<b>Shit. Get the door Fred.</b>
<b>Forget the door.</b>
<b>Let's find the perp.</b>
<b>You got to do the double move.</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b>The double move.</b>
<b>The double move.</b>
<b>Get up, let me show you.</b>
<b>Why does he always hang out here?</b>
<b>Would you keep it down?</b>
<b>He'll hear you.</b>
<b>So.</b>
<b>So, it'll hurt his feelings.</b>
<b>He doesn't have many friends.</b>
<b>Many, or any?</b>
<b>Fine. I'm his only friend.</b>
<b>He only comes here, because</b>
<b>there is nowhere else to go.</b>
<b>What about his house?</b>
<b>His parents have a sweet pad.</b>
<b>Have you been inside?</b>
<b>The place is like a museum.</b>
<b>You have to take your shoes off at the</b>
<b>door, and you can't touch anything.</b>
<b>His dad is always working, and his</b>
<b>mom pops Xanies like they're bon bons.</b>
<b>I didn't know.</b>
<b>He comes in my house,</b>
<b>even if I am not there.</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b>Hangs out with my mom.</b>
<b>Dude. That's weird.</b>
<b>Sha has a soft spot for him.</b>
<b>So, is Veronica your girlfriend?</b>
<b>That's out of nowhere.</b>
<b>I mean. I'm just curious, because</b>
<b>I never see you guys together.</b>
<b>Except for when she's in</b>
<b>here, asking you for money.</b>
<b>She doesn't always ask for money.</b>
<b>She comes to see me.</b>
<b>Whatever.</b>
<b>She's my girlfriend. Alright?</b>
<b>Fine.</b>
<b>She's just a private person.</b>
<b>If you insist.</b>
<b>Veronica doesn't like public</b>
<b>displays of affection.</b>
<b>Why'd you stop?</b>
<b>Why can't we just go to your place?</b>
<b>I told you, my brother is at home.</b>
<b>Besides, I'm crazy about you babe.</b>
<b>You're the clam in my chowder.</b>
<b>Oh, you're so romantic.</b>
<b>This can't be happening.</b>
<b>The doughnut Shop.</b>
<b>Welcome to Dandy Donuts.</b>
<b>How can I help you?</b>
<b>We're here for the free doughnuts.</b>
<b>Try the dumpster out back.</b>
<b>Come on.</b>
<b>Show us the goods.</b>
<b>Show me the money.</b>
<b>He means your ta-tas.</b>
<b>Yeah, Show us your boobs.</b>
<b>Look guys. I don't want any trouble.</b>
<b>So why don't you just order?</b>
<b>That's right.</b>
<b>You don't want any trouble.</b>
<b>I tell you what.</b>
<b>Why don't go blow yourself.</b>
<b>I am sure you have lots of practice.</b>
<b>Oh ho! Slam!</b>
<b>Dude. She totally diss'd you.</b>
<b>Wise Ass, huh?</b>
<b>A little bit.</b>
<b>Maybe, you just have the hots for me.</b>
<b>And you want a taste.</b>
<b>I just threw up in my mouth.</b>
<b>Dude. Slammed again.</b>
<b>She's totally owning you Conrad.</b>
<b>Either order or...</b>
<b>Did you say Conrad?</b>
<b>Did they call you Connie, for short?</b>
<b>That's cute.</b>
<b> Connie</b>
<b>Connie</b>
<b>You're making look bad in</b>
<b>front of my boys, bitch.</b>
<b>What did you say?</b>
<b>Hey. Are you the manager?</b>
<b>This bitch is giving me lip.</b>
<b>Dude. Call that again and</b>
<b>we're gonna have a problem.</b>
<b>Oh yeah?</b>
<b>Everyone is giving you lip today Connie.</b>
<b>Shut the hell up.</b>
<b>Two hits. Me hitting you</b>
<b>and you hitting the floor.</b>
<b>Anytime you are ready pal.</b>
<b>I'm right here princess.</b>
<b>Come at me!</b>
<b>I got your back bro.</b>
<b>Why don't you just</b>
<b>get before we call the cops.</b>
<b>You eat me!</b>
<b>Bonsai!</b>
<b>Cover your eyes Howard.</b>
<b>Get off me!</b>
<b>Eyes!</b>
<b>What the hell happened here?</b>
<b>This bitch...</b>
<b>You call her a bitch one more time...</b>
<b>Johnny. That's enough.</b>
<b>Go to the kitchen.</b>
<b>They asked me to show them my ta-tas.</b>
<b>I'm a witness.</b>
<b>I wrote down my statement.</b>
<b>She pepper sprayed me man.</b>
<b>My eyes are burning.</b>
<b>They were rude to Michelle.</b>
<b> Who the hell are you?</b>
<b>I'm johnny's...</b>
<b>Shut up, you.</b>
<b>Michelle. Did you pepper spray</b>
<b>these customers?</b>
<b>My eyeballs.</b>
<b>Yes.</b>
<b>Stop right there.</b>
<b>You're fired.</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b> Take that!</b>
<b>Yeah, beotch.</b>
<b> What?</b>
<b>You heard me. Get out.</b>
<b>Johnny. Get these nice young</b>
<b>men a box of doughnuts.</b>
<b>But these assholes...</b>
<b>I don't care. Just do it.</b>
<b>If Michelle goes, I go.</b>
<b> Think Johhny.</b>
<b>Think nothing.</b>
<b>I'm out.</b>
<b>Hey. Michelle.</b>
<b>Will you take me home?</b>
<b>Yeah, of course.</b>
<b>Um, I'll meet you at your place.</b>
<b>Um, I'm taking Michelle home.</b>
<b>I'll just hang with your mom.</b>
<b>Oh. Isn't that nice?</b>
<b>Here you go kids. On the house.</b>
<b>Bullshit man. You'll be</b>
<b>hearing from my lawyer.</b>
<b>My eyes are still burning man.</b>
<b>Stop bitching already.</b>
<b>This place is a dump.</b>
<b>I hope you get explosive diarrhea</b>
<b>you filthy animals.</b>
<b>Bulgarian mail order bride dot com.</b>
<b>Here I come.</b>
<b>Are you okay?</b>
<b>I don't know. I just quit my job.</b>
<b>It was a crappy job anyway.</b>
<b>It was the only crappy job I had.</b>
<b>Well, ask for it back.</b>
<b>I'm sure Cliff will say yes.</b>
<b>Whatever.</b>
<b>Seriously. Don't quit because of me.</b>
<b>I'm not going to let</b>
<b>him treat you like that.</b>
<b>You've been my friend</b>
<b>since the fourth grade.</b>
<b>You mean, since I beat you up</b>
<b>in Miss Marino's class?</b>
<b>You're never gonna let that go,</b>
<b>are you?</b>
<b>Are you kidding?</b>
<b>Never.</b>
<b>Thank you.</b>
<b>Thanks for standing up for me.</b>
<b>No one fires Michelle</b>
<b>Kester on my watch.</b>
<b>No, I mean those jerks.</b>
<b>Oh.</b>
<b>I don't know what got into me.</b>
<b>When that dill weed called</b>
<b>you a bitch, I just snapped.</b>
<b>I know. You went all butch on him.</b>
<b> Hey, I showed him, right?</b>
<b>Yeah, you showed him.</b>
<b>It's the last time I kick</b>
<b>someone's ass for you.</b>
<b>Know what? I remember.</b>
<b>Me doing all the ass kicking.</b>
<b> I wiped the floor with that guy.</b>
<b>Literally.</b>
<b>I'm gonna kill you man.</b>
<b>Hye uh. My scooter isn't working.</b>
<b>Can I get a ride with you guys?</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b>Dude. My scooter isn't working.</b>
<b>What were you guys doing?</b>
<b>Ow!</b>
<b>What's the hold up? Get in.</b>
<b> I got shotgun.</b>
<b>Uh-uh.</b>
<b>Fine. Fine.</b>
<b>I'm going in the back.</b>
<b> What's your problem?</b>
<b>Uh, Nothing.</b>
<b> Want me to drive?</b>
<b>How's it going to make a difference?</b>
<b>I don't know. I just thought</b>
<b>we shake it up a little bit.</b>
<b>You're an idiot Fred.</b>
<b>Ouch Dick, that really hurt.</b>
<b>Your mom made bacon</b>
<b>Mac-n-Cheese tonight.</b>
<b>Do you just blurt out the first</b>
<b>thing that comes to your mind?</b>
<b>Yes. Yes I do.</b>
<b>How do you know?</b>
<b>I had dinner with her tonight.</b>
<b>Really?</b>
<b>Oh, that's nice.</b>
<b>Look out!</b>
<b>You hit someone.</b>
<b>Oh my god.</b>
<b>I hit someone.</b>
<b>Oh, this looks bad.</b>
<b>He's not moving.</b>
<b>Oh. Oh. He's alive.</b>
<b>Hey. Hey are you alright?</b>
<b>What the...</b>
<b>What the heck?</b>
<b>That's disgusting.</b>
<b>He's wearing handcuffs.</b>
<b>Maybe that's the guy that Rodgers and</b>
<b>Hammerstein arrested earlier?</b>
<b>That doesn't look right.</b>
<b>You think?</b>
<b>Is he uh...</b>
<b>Is he a zombie?</b>
<b>What kind of question is that?</b>
<b>Oh.</b>
<b>Oh.</b>
<b>Nasty!</b>
<b>Ah. That feels better.</b>
<b> Holy crap.</b>
<b>You ain't kidding.</b>
<b> Is he dead?</b>
<b>Geez Michelle.</b>
<b>Well? Is he?</b>
<b>I don't think he is breathing.</b>
<b>Check his vital signs. See if he</b>
<b>has a pulse. Maybe he needs CPR.</b>
<b> Dude, you check for vitals.</b>
<b>Fine.</b>
<b>No. He's dead.</b>
<b>Great work guys. Let's get out of here.</b>
<b>We just can't leave him in</b>
<b>the middle of the road.</b>
<b>He's an ex-con, who literally</b>
<b>just shat himself to death.</b>
<b>I'm with Michelle on this one.</b>
<b>You're not remotely disturbed by</b>
<b>the fact that I just hit this guy</b>
<b>with my car at 60 miles an hour?</b>
<b>He survived.</b>
<b>Looked like a zombie.</b>
<b>Then shat his guts out.</b>
<b>Glowing green radioactive shit,</b>
<b>in case you guys missed that part,</b>
<b>before plopping over and dropping dead.</b>
<b> No.</b>
<b>No.</b>
<b>Just get in the car.</b>
<b>What in Sam Hill?</b>
<b> I'm starving.</b>
<b>Have a doughnut man.</b>
<b>Heh, dude, breath.</b>
<b>Hey men. These things</b>
<b>just, look kind of freaky.</b>
<b>They taste fine to me.</b>
<b>Woa. Dude.</b>
<b>The doughnuts just moved.</b>
<b> You high Conrad?</b>
<b>I'm serious bro.</b>
<b>I.. I don't feel too good.</b>
<b>See, I told you man.</b>
<b>He bro. Do you want me to</b>
<b>get you another doughnut?</b>
<b>Come on man. Don't be a puss.</b>
<b>Come on.</b>
<b>Uh. Ow. God.</b>
<b>Help me.</b>
<b>Wh... What happened?</b>
<b>Get back man.</b>
<b>That shit can be contagious.</b>
<b>On fire man... on fire.</b>
<b>I hate doughnuts.</b>
<b>I recognize that car.</b>
<b>Is that the douche that</b>
<b>was giving Veronica a ride?</b>
<b>Can I help you?</b>
<b>Where's my girlfriend.</b>
<b> Who?</b>
<b>Don't play dumb.</b>
<b>Johnny? What the hell is this?</b>
<b>I should ask you.</b>
<b>Do you know what?</b>
<b>I can't do this anymore.</b>
<b>You're breaking up with me?</b>
<b>Wow. This guy's slow.</b>
<b>Watch it bitch.</b>
<b>What'd you call me?</b>
<b>Enough Bobby. Get in the car.</b>
<b> I'm not done with you.</b>
<b>Any time sweetheart.</b>
<b>Get in the car!</b>
<b>Look Johnny.</b>
<b>I'm not breaking up with you.</b>
<b>I know.</b>
<b>You love me babe.</b>
<b>Ridiculous.</b>
<b>No, I'm not breaking up with you,</b>
<b>because we were never together.</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b>Oh snap.</b>
<b>You're a joke, Johnny.</b>
<b>I've been fucking Bobby for months.</b>
<b>But...</b>
<b>I just used you for money.</b>
<b>God, you're just a sap.</b>
<b>A loser.</b>
<b>What? You're not going to say anything?</b>
<b>God, you really are a loser.</b>
<b>Well at least have the balls</b>
<b>to say something.</b>
<b>Whatever.</b>
<b>Let's skiddle.</b>
<b> What the hell?</b>
<b>Impossible.</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b>I don't think this is a good idea.</b>
<b>I'm in, Howard.</b>
<b>Am I seeing what I think I'm seeing?</b>
<b>This can't be.</b>
<b>The doughnuts are alive,</b>
<b>and mutated into...</b>
<b>killer doughnuts.</b>
<b> I think my brain just melted.</b>
<b>Thank god you have such few customers.</b>
<b> Mrs. Scolari</b>
<b>Oh no.</b>
<b>Get in the car.</b>
<b> Get in.</b>
<b>You get in. I'm bigger than you.</b>
<b> Get in the car.</b>
<b>We don't have time for this. Just get in.</b>
<b>Fine.</b>
<b>Hit it.</b>
<b>Seat belts. Seat belts, seat belts.</b>
<b>Mrs. Scolari? Mrs. Scolari, it's Johnny.</b>
<b>Can you hear me? Open up.</b>
<b>I don't see her.</b>
<b> This can't be good.</b>
<b>We have to get in there.</b>
<b> We have to go around to the side.</b>
<b>OK.</b>
<b> Quick. Give me a boost.</b>
<b>Are you crazy?</b>
<b> What? Do you have a better idea?</b>
<b>Yes. Let's call the police.</b>
<b>And tell them what? An army of</b>
<b>killer doughnuts is on the loose?</b>
<b>We're wasting time.</b>
<b>Okay. It's too dangerous. I'll go.</b>
<b>Johnny. She's the lightest one.</b>
<b>We give her a boost,</b>
<b>she goes up through the window,</b>
<b>down the stairs and lets us in.</b>
<b>Exactly.</b>
<b>Fine.</b>
<b>I've got a bad feeling about this.</b>
<b>Martha.</b>
<b> Martha!</b>
<b>What!</b>
<b>You're gonna give me</b>
<b>a heart attack woman.</b>
<b>What do you want? I'm right here.</b>
<b>Those bunch of kids are up to no good.</b>
<b>Now call the police.</b>
<b>What for?</b>
<b>They haven't done anything yet.</b>
<b>For the love of Pete, woman.</b>
<b>I just saw the girl go in</b>
<b>through the second story. And those two</b>
<b>hoodlums are downstairs just waiting</b>
<b>to rob Mrs. Scolari.</b>
<b>Now call the cops.</b>
<b>Okey Dokey.</b>
<b>See, this is what happens</b>
<b>when I listen to you.</b>
<b>Oh, this is all my fault?</b>
<b>There's a criminal on the loose</b>
<b>and it is entirely your fault.</b>
<b>Yeah, yeah, yeah.</b>
<b>"13-A, 61"</b>
<b>"13-A, 61"</b>
<b>Zero five, over.</b>
<b> Whatta ya doing?</b>
<b>Shh!</b>
<b>"75, a family dispute."</b>
<b>Copy that. We're on our way.</b>
<b>What are you doing?</b>
<b>We gotta find this guy.</b>
<b>Man, this guy is</b>
<b>already gone, Dick.</b>
<b>Okay, we can't go back to the</b>
<b>station empty handed.</b>
<b>There's a dangerous criminal on</b>
<b>the loose and we got to find him.</b>
<b>Dangerous criminal? He was polishing his</b>
<b>sword behind the sorority house.</b>
<b>How dangerous can he be?</b>
<b>Mrs. S, are you sleeping?</b>
<b>Mrs. Scolari, are you alright?</b>
<b>We have to get in there.</b>
<b>Uh, I'm gonna get out of your way.</b>
<b>Damn.</b>
<b>Son of a...</b>
<b>Dude!</b>
<b>Wait. It's tempered glass.</b>
<b>It cannot be broken.</b>
<b>We have to get in there.</b>
<b>Really?</b>
<b>Little help here...</b>
<b> Michelle.</b>
<b>Eh! We have to get out of here.</b>
<b> What happened?</b>
<b>Mrs. Scolari is dead.</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b>How?</b>
<b> They ate her. It's horrible.</b>
<b>Are you sure it was the doughnuts?</b>
<b>I am 100 percent sure</b>
<b>it was the doughnuts.</b>
<b> How?</b>
<b>That.</b>
<b>Don't make any sudden moves.</b>
<b>Screw this.</b>
<b>This way!</b>
<b>Get 'em off me.</b>
<b>Get 'em off me.</b>
<b>Howard.</b>
<b>Set it and forget it.</b>
<b>About time the cops come here.</b>
<b>Turn around and down</b>
<b>on your knees slave.</b>
<b>Martha.</b>
<b>We're not doing 'matrix.</b>
<b>Tonight is "M" Butterfly.</b>
<b>Oh. Nuts.</b>
<b>What is wrong with that girl?</b>
<b>Woa, woa, woa, woa,</b>
<b>woa, woa, woa, woa.</b>
<b>Put your hand in the air and don't move.</b>
<b>Are there any suggestions</b>
<b>on how to do that?</b>
<b>Whatta you doing. Put your gun down.</b>
<b>Ma'am, come down from the window,</b>
<b>slowly.</b>
<b>Are you frick'n crazy?</b>
<b>A little help here.</b>
<b>Don't talk back. Okay? And don't you</b>
<b>dare try to escape. We've got you covered.</b>
<b>Winter's coming.</b>
<b>There's too many of them.</b>
<b>We have to get out of here.</b>
<b>Let's go to the side door.</b>
<b>Alright ma'am. We need</b>
<b>you to calm down alright.</b>
<b>And don't try anything crazy.</b>
<b>Help!</b>
<b>Put your hands in the</b>
<b>air and don't move.</b>
<b>You said that already.</b>
<b>You alright? Can you get up?</b>
<b>Yeah. Don't worry.</b>
<b>The ground broke my fall.</b>
<b>Hey. You're the girl from</b>
<b>the doughnut shop, right?</b>
<b>Yes sir.</b>
<b>Run!</b>
<b>What are you nuts?</b>
<b>You shooting at kids?</b>
<b>He had a knife.</b>
<b>Alright kids. Drop your</b>
<b>weapons and don't move.</b>
<b>Come on.</b>
<b>What's wrong with you two?</b>
<b>Mrs. Scolari is dead.</b>
<b>How did that happen?</b>
<b>You wouldn't believe us if we told you,</b>
<b>but believe me,</b>
<b>we have to get out of here.</b>
<b>Our lives are in danger.</b>
<b>They're still in there.</b>
<b>Wait a minute.</b>
<b>Who, who's still in there?</b>
<b>Wait, there's murderers in there?</b>
<b>Well, you see. We came here to...</b>
<b>Yes. There's like ten of them.</b>
<b>There's ten murderers in there?</b>
<b>We need to call for backup.</b>
<b>There's no time for that!</b>
<b>There's ten murderers in there!</b>
<b>Crazy son of a bitch</b>
<b>is going to get us killed.</b>
<b>Stay here!</b>
<b> Let's get out of here.</b>
<b>Wait, they just told us to stay here.</b>
<b>We just can't take off.</b>
<b>They'll arrest us.</b>
<b> Do you always do what you are told?</b>
<b>Yes!</b>
<b>Call backup. Call backup now!</b>
<b>You're right. Let's Boogey.</b>
<b> Make up your mind. Go.</b>
<b>Let's get out of here.</b>
<b>Martha. What's gotten into you?</b>
<b>It's not Star Wars night.</b>
<b>What could possibly cause doughnuts</b>
<b>to become blood thirsty killers?</b>
<b>I have no clue.</b>
<b>There has to be a scientific reason.</b>
<b>Doughnuts don't just...</b>
<b>That's it!</b>
<b> What the hell are you doing?</b>
<b>Uncle Luther.</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b>Earlier today, uncle Luther was talking</b>
<b>about making the greatest discovery</b>
<b>in the twenty first century.</b>
<b>You think your crazy uncle came</b>
<b>up with a reanimation serum?</b>
<b>There's only one way to find out.</b>
<b>Calm down Debbie.</b>
<b>I'll be with you soon enough.</b>
<b>Now now Debbie, no need to panic.</b>
<b>This new antidote should</b>
<b>bring you back to normal.</b>
<b>Or it'll just kill you again.</b>
<b>Alright.</b>
<b>Come on Debbie.</b>
<b>Come on.</b>
<b>Yes.</b>
<b>Eureka!</b>
<b>I've done it!</b>
<b>Oh,</b>
<b>you've done it alright you crazy loo.</b>
<b>Johnny, I told you never</b>
<b>to enter my lair when...</b>
<b>Yeah yeah yeah,</b>
<b>shut your pie hole.</b>
<b>You've turned harmless</b>
<b>tasty doughnuts into...</b>
<b>killer doughnuts.</b>
<b>What are you talking about?</b>
<b>Your serum has contaminated the</b>
<b>doughnuts, and they've come to life.</b>
<b>That's impossible.</b>
<b>Who are you?</b>
<b>Oh, it's possible alright.</b>
<b>They ate Mrs. Scolari. And</b>
<b>at least three other people we know of.</b>
<b>I'm Howard. Johnny's friend.</b>
<b>How come I have never</b>
<b>seen you around here before?</b>
<b> I have dinner here every night.</b>
<b>Really?</b>
<b>Hey! Doctor Crazy! Focus.</b>
<b>Yeah. What are we gonna do?</b>
<b>Funny you should ask.</b>
<b>I've already done it.</b>
<b>I've created the antidote.</b>
<b> No way.</b>
<b>Yes way.</b>
<b>What you see before you is</b>
<b>a harmless little gray mouse.</b>
<b>What about it?</b>
<b>A few seconds ago it</b>
<b>was a crazed killer rat.</b>
<b> Brilliant.</b>
<b>Yes.</b>
<b>It looks so normal.</b>
<b>Aw. It's taking a nap.</b>
<b>How cute.</b>
<b>I'd say your serum needs some tweaking.</b>
<b> Man, this is bullshit.</b>
<b>I don't like it any more than you do.</b>
<b>Who the hell steals a police cruiser?</b>
<b>It's bad enough we lost a perp tonight.</b>
<b>We can't go back to the</b>
<b>station without a car.</b>
<b>How much further does it say on the GPS?</b>
<b>It says two miles.</b>
<b>Do you want to switch yet?</b>
<b>Just keep pedaling, jackass.</b>
<b>I don't understand. It worked.</b>
<b>It changed Debbie back.</b>
<b>Yeah, well, Debbie definitely changed.</b>
<b>It does work. The rat's dead.</b>
<b>You ignorant toad.</b>
<b>The point is not to kill the rat again,</b>
<b>but to stabilize it. You don't</b>
<b>realize what I done here.</b>
<b>You're in the presence of Jesus.</b>
<b>Just give us enough of the pink stuff</b>
<b>so we can kill the doughnuts.</b>
<b>Fine.</b>
<b>We don't have to inject it,</b>
<b>can't we just splash them with it?</b>
<b>You fool. It has to get</b>
<b>into their blood stream.</b>
<b>We're talking about doughnuts.</b>
<b>Doughnuts don't have a blood stream.</b>
<b>Besides, doughnuts are made of dough.</b>
<b>Not organs and skin.</b>
<b>If we splash them, it will</b>
<b>penetrate the outer layer.</b>
<b>So what's the deal?</b>
<b>Do we spray these suckers with</b>
<b>it or do we have to inject them?</b>
<b>My dear nephew. This is a very technical</b>
<b>question and requires lots</b>
<b>of tests and documentation.</b>
<b>As you know the scientific method...</b>
<b>You have no idea. Do you?</b>
<b>Nope.</b>
<b>It's worth a shot guys.</b>
<b>So how do we find them?</b>
<b>Well. Anytime you're looking for</b>
<b>bees, you always go to the hive.</b>
<b>Huh?</b>
<b>Precisely. Ground zero.</b>
<b>The point of origin.</b>
<b>The doughnut shop.</b>
<b>Great.</b>
<b>Howard. Grab some pink stuff.</b>
<b>Let's go.</b>
<b> I'm going with you.</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b> I want to see them for myself.</b>
<b>Fine. Let's get out of here.</b>
<b> Shotgun.</b>
<b>Uh-uh.</b>
<b>Nice try buddy.</b>
<b>We have no idea what we're</b>
<b>going to face in there.</b>
<b>When you spray the doughnuts</b>
<b>with the antidote,</b>
<b> if they don't melt...</b>
<b>or blow up.</b>
<b>Yes, or that. Then we inject them</b>
<b>with this.</b>
<b>What if it's too many of them?</b>
<b>We take care of them</b>
<b>the old fashion way.</b>
<b>Yeah.</b>
<b>Do you play roller hockey?</b>
<b>What if it doesn't work?</b>
<b>What if we spray them and it doesn't work?</b>
<b>I will inject them with my syringe.</b>
<b>Ha-haa!</b>
<b>You got that to work?</b>
<b>We waste them!</b>
<b>Shit! Shit! Shit!</b>
<b>Waste them!</b>
<b>Bonsai!</b>
<b>This is not working.</b>
<b>There's too many of them.</b>
<b>Not working.</b>
<b>Oh shit.</b>
<b>What are we gonna do?</b>
<b>What are we gonna do?</b>
<b>The anti serum works.</b>
<b>We just don't have enough.</b>
<b>Johnny. I got to get back to the lab.</b>
<b>I've got to make more serum. It's the</b>
<b>only thing that's going to save us.</b>
<b>We're not going to make it.</b>
<b>We're not going to make it</b>
<b>Johnny. I have to tell you something.</b>
<b>Not now Howard.</b>
<b>I'm in love with your mom.</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b>I knew it!</b>
<b>Wait. There's more.</b>
<b>I... we... kind of...</b>
<b>I had sex with your mom.</b>
<b>I'm sorry man. She's a kind,</b>
<b>beautiful sexually liberated woman.</b>
<b>I think I'm gonna hurl.</b>
<b> Tell her I love her.</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b>I'm going to kill the doughnuts</b>
<b>that are escaping outside.</b>
<b>Bonzai.</b>
<b> Hey!</b>
<b>Howard! No!</b>
<b>Get to the closet. It's our only chance.</b>
<b>Aw, hell no!</b>
<b>Get the hell outta here.</b>
<b>I got splooged in my eye.</b>
<b>Man down! Man down!</b>
<b>Ah! Damn!</b>
<b> You got any grenades?</b>
<b>Grenades?</b>
<b>Oh, god!</b>
<b>Do I look like I got any grenades?</b>
<b>Never mind.</b>
<b>Just like home baby.</b>
<b> Are you okay?</b>
<b>Yeah. Are you... are you hurt?</b>
<b> Let me see.</b>
<b>It's okay. It's fine.</b>
<b>Okay. Um. Now what?</b>
<b>I don't know what.</b>
<b> Well think!</b>
<b>You think!</b>
<b>You got us here.</b>
<b>Your crazy uncle got us here.</b>
<b>Alright, So we should just through</b>
<b>our arms up in the air and give up.</b>
<b>Is that it?</b>
<b> No. We're not giving up.</b>
<b>Oh great. You too.</b>
<b>In denial.</b>
<b>Why are you so angry at me?</b>
<b>I'm not angry at you.</b>
<b>And why are you yelling at me?</b>
<b>Because I am angry! Alright?</b>
<b>You wanna know why? Because we</b>
<b>are about to become snacks.</b>
<b>For the freak'n snacks!</b>
<b>Or the fact. The fact that my mother</b>
<b>is sleeping with Howard.</b>
<b> My mother...</b>
<b>Breathe.</b>
<b>I'm gonna be a therapist's dream</b>
<b>if I get out of here alive.</b>
<b>Or, not to mention the fact, that</b>
<b>my imaginary girlfriend</b>
<b>was just using me for money.</b>
<b>You know? News flash Johnny.</b>
<b> Yeah. That actually bothers me.</b>
<b>I am such a loser.</b>
<b>I didn't see any of this coming.</b>
<b>I mean. She brings her boyfriend over</b>
<b>this afternoon. And I was just.</b>
<b>I was clueless. You know.</b>
<b>He called her babe.</b>
<b>Right in front of me.</b>
<b>"Hey Babe"!</b>
<b>And I just stood there.</b>
<b>Pathetic! And believed here!</b>
<b>Yeah. I got it!</b>
<b>Does it bother that you have</b>
<b>such a pathetic friend?</b>
<b>You know, the worst part about this is,</b>
<b>is that after I am eaten,</b>
<b>my little friends, Sprinkles and Glazed</b>
<b>out there. My mothers is going to be alone.</b>
<b>No. No, no no, no.</b>
<b>She won't be alone.</b>
<b>You're right.</b>
<b>Even after I am gone.</b>
<b>I will always be with her.</b>
<b>No. She'll have Howard.</b>
<b>Why don't you just open the</b>
<b>door and let them eat me?</b>
<b>No Johnny!</b>
<b>I would like you very much alive.</b>
<b> Okay</b>
<b>Okay!</b>
<b>Now close your mouth and help</b>
<b>me find a way out of this mess.</b>
<b>Okay, let's go.</b>
<b>Uh. Great, Okay. Um.</b>
<b>Maybe Luther will come back in time.</b>
<b>Even... Even if he makes enough serum,</b>
<b>there's no way he will be</b>
<b>back before we're dead.</b>
<b>Right. Right, okay.</b>
<b>Hey, hey I got an idea,</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b>The gas line.</b>
<b>There's no way we would</b>
<b>survive an explosion.</b>
<b>Look. I am sorry I yelled. okay?</b>
<b> Okay, it's fine.</b>
<b>I was a jerk, with this.</b>
<b>This is the only way to be sure.</b>
<b>No more killer doughnuts.</b>
<b>No more doughnuts. Period.</b>
<b> Let's do this.</b>
<b>Okay.</b>
<b>I'm all out.</b>
<b>I'm all out.</b>
<b>Damn it. Me too.</b>
<b>Dick, it's been a pleasure serving</b>
<b>with you after all these years man.</b>
<b>Yeah. And you've been a</b>
<b>galactic pain in the ass,</b>
<b>but I wouldn't have it</b>
<b>any other way partner.</b>
<b> Let's do this.</b>
<b>Let's do it!</b>
<b>That's great, but how do</b>
<b>we survive the explosion?</b>
<b>Uh... I'm still working on that part.</b>
<b>Hey. Who farted?</b>
<b>Hey.</b>
<b>Good morning.</b>
<b>Did you sleep okay?</b>
<b>Yeah.</b>
<b>Better than Okay.</b>
<b>For a second I thought, uh...</b>
<b>everything was a dream.</b>
<b>No no no. You definitely</b>
<b>weren't dreaming.</b>
<b>We blew up Dandy Donuts.</b>
<b>Right. That too.</b>
<b>I will remember last night</b>
<b>for as long as I live.</b>
<b>Yeah.</b>
<b>Killer doughnuts. Crazy.</b>
<b>No, that's not what I meant.</b>
<b>Well, make up your mind, will you?</b>
<b>So... what now?</b>
<b>I think it's pretty obvious.</b>
<b>No, it's not what I mean.</b>
<b>I mean like...</b>
<b>Okay, we've been friends</b>
<b>for a really long time. Right?</b>
<b>And then, uh. Well.</b>
<b>This happened,</b>
<b>and so now, like what does that make us?</b>
<b>Are we like friends with benefits,</b>
<b>or is this like...</b>
<b>Shhh!</b>
<b>Don't think so hard.</b>
<b>You might strain something.</b>
<b>Ow!</b>
<b>What?</b>
<b>You know what they say about payback.</b>
<b>Payback for what?</b>
<b>Forever being with that... Veronica.</b>
<b>Oh. So,</b>
<b>someone was a little jealous, hm?</b>
<b>Someone was a little blind.</b>
<b>Okay, that's what I want to figure</b>
<b>out were we are, because the last</b>
<b>time I didn't think I ended up</b>
<b>with an imaginary girlfriend.</b>
<b>Do I look imaginary to you?</b>
<b>Well, let's see here.</b>
<b>You got a nose. You got two lips.</b>
<b> Alright, Alright.</b>
<b>Let's see here.</b>
<b>It was a crazy night for sure,</b>
<b>but nothing that happened</b>
<b>between us is imaginary.</b>
<b>So let's take it slow.</b>
<b>See what happens.</b>
<b>No.</b>
<b>No?</b>
<b>No.</b>
<b>I love you. And that's that.</b>
<b>You're my girlfriend.</b>
<b>Ah, do I get a say?</b>
<b>Michelle Louise Kester.</b>
<b>Will you be my girlfriend?</b>
<b>Uuuh...</b>
<b>Oh come on.</b>
<b>Alright, you Know what?</b>
<b>I have done so much for you,</b>
<b>since yesterday.</b>
<b>I have beaten up three bullies.</b>
<b>I have stood up to Cliff.</b>
<b>I have quit my job.</b>
<b>Oh yeah, and this other little thing.</b>
<b>I battled killer doughnuts for you,</b>
<b>and not to mention</b>
<b>the emotional turmoil I went through</b>
<b>trying to make sure you were safe.</b>
<b>Alright, alright. Fine.</b>
<b>Your whining won me over.</b>
<b> Whatever works.</b>
<b>Yes.</b>
<b>I will be your girlfriend.</b>
<b>Yessss.</b>
<b>We should go visit Howard.</b>
<b>Oh, is that what you're</b>
<b>thinking about right now?</b>
<b>Come on. He's your best friend.</b>
<b>He's fine. Okay?</b>
<b>I mean, yeah, he's in the hospital,</b>
<b>but he only has like minor burns.</b>
<b>Johnny. He lost a testicle.</b>
<b>Okay, we have all day</b>
<b>to visit him, alright?</b>
<b>In case you forgot. I am</b>
<b>currently unemployed.</b>
<b>As it turns out.</b>
<b>I am unemployed as well.</b>
<b> Oh really?</b>
<b>Uh-hm.</b>
<b>Maybe we should, uh.</b>
<b>Do something.</b>
<b>What did you have in mind?</b>
<b>Oh, for starters...</b>
<b>That's a nice shirt you're wearing.</b>
<b> This?</b>
<b>Uh-hm.</b>
<b> You want it back?</b>
<b>Yep.</b>
<b> Right now?</b>
<b>I'm afraid so.</b>
<b>Right now.</b>
<b>John Blake Wentworth.</b>
<b>I don't want to hear anymore excuses.</b>
<b>You are cutting that grass today.</b>
<b>Ma. Don't you knock?</b>
<b>You heard me mister.</b>
<b>You get out of bed and cut that grass.</b>
<b> Now!</b>
<b>Mom. wait!</b>
<b> Wait, wait.</b>
<b>Hi!</b>
<b>Oh. uh.</b>
<b>I... So sorry.</b>
<b>Good morning Mrs. Wentworth.</b>
<b>Hi Michelle. I thought...</b>
<b>Michelle is, uh... my girlfriend.</b>
<b>I didn't know you had company.</b>
<b>Surprise.</b>
<b>I... I promise I will uh,</b>
<b>I will cut the grass today.</b>
<b>Yeah. Yeah, you do that.</b>
<b>It is nice seeing you, Mrs. Wentworth.</b>
<b>Nice to see you to, dear.</b>
<b>You could call me Emma.</b>
<b>Okay.</b>
<b> Bye mom.</b>
<b>Bye.</b>
<b>She's going to cheer up Howard.</b>
<b>How sweet.</b>
<b>Don't start.</b>
<b>At least he has one good testicle left.</b>
<b>Alright. That's it.</b>
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