OK, everybody out in the hall. Let's go. Move it along. No talking. Single file.
Everybody but you, baboon. Frankie, you and Joey watch the door.
I am extremely distraught.
Do you happen to know why?
Yes. Someone has stolen the sweet, angelic smile from the face of my sister Theresa.
Your sister? You mean, T.K. is
Theresa Keiner. And nobody breaks the heart of Harley Keiner's sweet baby sister.
Look, Harley, I swear, I had no idea she was your sister.
You do realize you'd be dead already, except that Theresa says you're a gentleman. Lucky for you and your kneecaps, I deem this a very rare and desirable quality. Therefore, I am willing to let you take Theresa to the movies tonight as planned.
You know, we really don't have to go out.
This will be a nice date, a polite date. You will be a perfect gentleman, 'cause otherwise, baboon, your next and final date is with Frankie.
And don't expect flowers.
TKT.K.
Mr. Matthews, Mrs. Matthews, thank you oh so very much for having me for dinner in your lovely home.
Oh, well thank you for the lobsters!
TKT.K.
You're welcome, I'm sure. [to Cory] How's the new me coming across, fuzzy?
[Eric picks up a lobster]
Uh-oh! This guy's missing a claw.
[T.K. stands up.]
TKT.K.
That is it! I told them these were important people! This is a very big dinner for me! What do they do? They send me damaged goods!
[She takes the lobster and throws it across the room. She sits back down and notices everyone staring at her]
TKT.K.
Mr. Matthews, Mrs. Matthews, thank you oh so very much for having me for dinner in your lovely home.
[talking about the dance] Well, I'm not going.
My only hope!... I mean, why?
It's a protest. The concept of a turnaround dance is that all the other times only the boys get to ask. That is gender-biased thinking and we have to get beyond that... Besides, that weekend my daddy's taking me to New York for Christmas shopping!
Eric I don't want to hurt Ingrid she's a nice girl But enough about her, get me out of this date.
Look, you heard what Dad said.
Oh, please, he's old. He's out of touch. I mean, the last girl he dated was Mom.
No, no, no, no Cor, Cor, Cor You have to go with Ingrid. You bail on this girl, it's all over for you.
Why? It's one girl, one date.
No, no, no You dump one girl, they're all gonna know and they're all gonna hate you. Remember, women are in constant communication with each other.
What are you talking about?
(Morgan walks in) Say Cor, did you enjoy the vegetarian chili mom made last night as much as I did? You know, sometimes I think we take our great mom for granted.
Eric, could we please stick to my problem for a second here?
Yes, your problem. Your problem is the international women's network. Look, you blow off this girl, everybody online's gonna know about it in the morning.
Oh, I don't believe that.
Well, you could be right, then again
[walks in] I didn't know you liked my chili. What can I get my wonderful boys for dinner tomorrow night?
And bad news, it travels even faster.
Didn't I tell Frankie to dispose of you guys?
Yes, and he did. He killed us big time.
And now we're the angels of ourselves.
And it's time for us to float away. Come on, Shawn, float.
Either of you angels seen my girl?
You mean Gloria? No, we haven't seen her.
There's no way we could've seen her. We were in a locker the whole time.
The whole time what, boys?
Come on, Shawn! FLOAT! FLOAT!
