[in the study room of the "Darkest timeline"] To Pierce. May he rest in Pierce. [Chuckles as she pours some wine on Pierce's empty chair]
Shirley, don't you think you've had enough?
[Britta gasps]
Guys, I've been thinking about that night over and over, and one thing has become clear: this is the darkest and most terrible timeline.
Enough with the timeline crap, Abed! Pierce got shot in the leg and died, Shirley is a drunk, Annie is locked in a mental ward because her guilt drove her insane, Jeff lost an arm in the fire, Troy lost his larynx because for some dumb reason he tried to destroy a flaming troll doll by eating it!
[speaking through a device connected to his throat] Clearly you don't understand anything about defeating trolls.
Life has gone to hell, Abed! This is real! Look at us, look at me!
Jeff
Britta, you put one wash-away blue streak in your hair, and I lost an arm.
All because Jeff rolled a one.
Jeff
Oh, I love how this is my fault somehow.
It's mine. I've run through that night over and over in my head and I keep coming back to one thought: I should've caught the die and not let you roll it. I failed to do that and we all suffered for it. But I'm gonna make it up to you. [gives everyone in the study group a black piece of felt]
Jeff
What is this?
Of all the timelines, this is clearly the darkest; which is why I propose we commit to being evil. I've made ourselves black goatees out of felt; I suggest you put 'em on until you're able to grow your own. [puts his felt goatee on] From now on, I'm Evil Abed. We're the Evil Study Group, and we have but one evil goal: return somehow to the prime timeline - the one that I stopped you from rolling that die - then we destroy the good versions of ourselves, and reclaim our proper lives.
EJEvil Jeff
[visibly angry] Evil Abed, as Evil Jeff, am I allowed to pull fewer punches with you?
EJEvil Jeff
I hate you! Shut up with your sci-fi crap! I've lost my damn arm, and you're making fake beards!
[Evil Jeff storms out of the study room followed by Evil Britta and Evil Shirley]
[Evil Troy puts on his felt goatee, Evil Abed looks at him approvingly]
ETEvil Troy and Evil Abed
[singing] Evil Troy and Evil Abed!
[Pierce has decided to do a gay bash party for his new product]
Wow, Pierce, congratulations on meeting the minimum requirement for open-mindedness.
Yeah, I'm really proud of you, you're growing up as a person.
Jeff
Oh, good grief, he's not supporting gay people, they're supporting him. If Mexicans were buying his wipes he would have ridden in on a donkey.
[Jeff walks into the hospital room]
Jeff
Pierce, what the hell was that?
CCornelius
That was my boy, standing up for good ol’ Hawthorne values.
Jeff
All due respect, sir, I have zero respect for you.
CCornelius
Typical Welsh nonsense!
Jeff
Pierce, you really wanna be like this guy? He's wearing elephant bones on his head.
CCornelius
He will be what I tell him to be because I am his father!
Jeff
Listen up, Colonel Cryptkeeper. I could live a million years and I could spend every minute of it doing important things. But at the end of it all, I would only have lived half a life if I had not raised a son. This was a gift that was handed to you. You squandered it. And the reason you have so much hatred in your heart is because you're trying to fill a hole where your kid was supposed to go, and now it's too late. Now, you're just stomping around trying to prove you exist. Well, mission accomplished! But here's a question I'd like to pass on to you from every son of every crap dad that ever lived: "So what?!" I'm done with you. He's done with you. The world is done with you.
[Cornelius promptly has a heart attack and collapses]
Jeff
Come on in. He's a Hawthorne. This is what they do. He's bluffing.
[during Cornelius' funeral]
Jeff
Pierce, listen, I just wanna say...
Did you know that the Canadian mallard is the only water fowl that bites his father's head off on his way out of the womb?
Jeff
That is definitely not true.
I don't know. I looked it up on the Wikipedia.
Jeff
Pierce, um... I just wanna say...you know...sorry for killing your dad.
Don't blame yourself; he bought a lot of his organs from questionable sources.
[Jeff, wearing a bald cap, took up the role of Dean Craig Pelton for the commercial of Greendale Community College]
Jeff
Pierce mistook me for the Dean today.
How did that make you feel?
Jeff
I've become a stranger to myself. I'm bald now. I've always been bald. I merely dreamt of having hair, and now, the bald man is awake.
Jeff
Gentlemen, my name is Clarence Thaddeus Foos. My grandfather, Fletcher Morton Foos, invented this game for one purpose: to have the loudest, dumbest thing happen. Now, it has. The game of Foosball is completed. You're free to return to your undoubtedly hearing impaired families.
EGEuropean guy
Tell you what. We'll stop playing if you can score a point on us.
Jeff
Tempting, but then wouldn't I be playing Foosball, if so how would I not be a loud, weird knob?
GGGerman guy
Free shot! I'm not even touching the Foosenshaft.
Jeff
Sorry, Luftballons. I'm above it. [Turns away, then spins back and grabs the poles. The German guy scores a point]
GGGerman guy
I wish there was a word to describe the pleasure I feel at viewing misfortune.
Jeff
What are you guys doing here on a Saturday night? Shouldn't you be making weird art movies or well-engineered cars?
EGEuropean guy
You take that back!
GGGerman guy
We came to play. Get away from our table.
We're using it, strudel-brain.
Jeff
Nice.
GGGerman guy
Then play us for it.
Fine! Monday morning. Only let's make it interesting: the loser never gets to use this table again.
GGGerman guy
Oh you are so on that things have now become very much like Donkey Kong.
Jeff
We're gonna kick das butt.
Jeff
Thank you.
GGGerman guy
Enough Teutonic punnery! Monday morning, you get this. [Kicks a soccer ball at Jeff like a Foosball-figure]
Jeff
Were you guys walking around with a soccer ball just so you could do that? They left the ball and everything. I think they were literally walking around with it like a prop to use. It's like a $25 bit, and it's not even that good!
[Singing like Betty Boop] Teach me how to understand Christmas
Show me how to open a box
It hurts my little head
When I'm lying in my bed
With visions of sugarplum... socks?
Jeff
[Confused] Is this a bit?
Teach me how to understand Christmas
Do I trim the tree or the deer?
I can't keep it straight
And now it's getting late
Where does the stocking go? [Puts it on her head] Here? I can't see!
What's a Christmas Eve, is that Santa's lady?
Are snowmen cold or hot?
Won't you be my daddy?
I'm a silly Christmas baby!
Tell me what to deck, 'cause I forgot!
Jeff
Annie–
Bwain hurty understandy Chwsitmas
Mistletoe for eaty, taste good?
You smarty, me dumb; help pwetty have fun!
Boopy doopy boop doop SEX!
Jeff
Look, eventually you hit a point of diminishing returns on the sexiness.
What's a diminimuhmm... [Devolves into babbling]
Wow. They found a way to make the Human Being even creepier - covering him in icicles.
Jeff
Yeah, my favorite Christmas tradition is trimming the Hellraiser.
Guys, I found something we can watch together for Christmas this year. The long-lost 1981 Inspector Spacetime Holiday Special. Run time two and half hours, and so critically reviled that after it aired, the creator had his knighthood revoked.
That sounds terrible. I want to watch it twice, but I'm spending Christmas with my relatives. Or rather, I'm spending the day with my relatives while they refuse to acknowledge Christmas.
You Jehovah's Witnesses - so severe. Andre and I will be spending Christmas giving gifts to the more persuadable of our Jewish friends.
I wouldn't call an unannounced visit from your pastor "a gift." And don't bother this year, I'll be at the movies with my bubbe.
You're not taking both of them?
I was looking forward to hanging out with you guys this Christmas. This semester has been so long and dark and angry. I was thinking we could have some light-hearted fun as a family.
Jeff
I think what we've learned, Abed, is that attempts to make the holidays brighter tend to give them a certain darkness.
Oh, I don't know if I agree with that.
GGGreendale Glee Club
[singing] Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
GGGreendale Glee Club
[singing] Tis the season to be jolly
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
ROCK ON!
GGGreendale Glee Club Boy 1
Merry Christmas, Greendale! Glee Club here, reminding you that our Christmas pageant is coming! Next stop, regionals!
What the hell are regionals? They never stop talking about it.
GGGreendale Glee Club
[singing] Deck~
I said deck~
Please tell me we were not this obnoxious the year we filled in for them.
T-minus 5 seconds until the hip-hop remix. 4, 3…
GGGreendale Glee Club
[rapping] Come on!
Re-re-re-remix!
Re-re-re-remix!
Fa-la-la-la-la, F-A-L-A
Come on!
You’re awfully quiet, Jeff. No one hates glee club more than you do.
Jeff
Today, I’m just content to sit back and enjoy the show.
GCGlee Club Girl -
And now, our pop music mashup…
GCGlee Club Girl 2
…Elton Little John Lennon!
GCGlee Club Girls
Hit it!
GCGlee Club Boy 1
[rapping] Hey, tiny dancer!
GCGlee Club Boy 2
[rapping] OKAY-!
Jeff
Glee club, meet ASCAP, protecting musical copyright since 1914. It appears they have received an anonymous tip that unlicensed material has been performed here without the artist’s permission. Merry Christmas, everyone. Glee club just became history club.
Jesus Christ, the Lord~
Happy birthday, Jesus!
Cut the cake, cut the cake now
Cut the cake, my lord!
Oh, Jeff, thank God! They got Shirley; it's just you and me now! Jeff?
Jeff
[singing one long note] Aaaaaahhhhhh~
[screaming] AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!
RMr. Rad
Guys, I am swelling with pride! You stepped up, and you saved the Christmas pageant!
Jeff
And it's all thanks to you, Mr. Rad! I just hope we can repay you by making regionals!
I thought this was regionals. Don't let my confusion undercut the importance.
[the study group squeals and wanders off]
RMr. Rad
I could not have done this without your recruiting skills, Abed.
I was happy to do it. For a while there, I thought we were gonna end the semester on a really dark note. I'm glad we're singing and dancing together instead. This has been a good time.
RMr. Rad
And it's going to continue to be a good time! If we win regionals, then it's straight on to sectionals! And then a week later is semis, then semi-regionals, then regional-semis, then national lower-zone semis!
Oh. But I kinda thought this was...you know, just for Christmas.
RMr. Rad
No, no, no! This is forever. This is what we do now. This is who we are.
When's our culture gonna outgrow this wedding thing?
Jeff
No, she's just pro-anti.
No to everything you both said! Weddings are like little girls' tea parties, except the women are the stuffed animals, the men are making them talk, and they're not drinking tea, they're drinking antiquated gender roles.
Jeff
Somebody tell Britta what an analogy is.
I know what it is. It's like a thought with... another thought's hat on.
Holy crap! Britta, you're really good at this!
This may shock you, Annie, but I come from a long line of wives and mothers.
But I ran away from it my whole life. I refused to give Santa a Christmas list, because I didn't want to depend on any man for anything! And now, look at me! I'm Betty Crocker! I'm Martha Stewart! I'm one of the Steppenwolf wives! Ohh, God... [to Abed] I'm gonna make some man very happy someday...
We de-whimsified ourselves.
AAndre
Hey, anyone seen Shirley?
What? Shirley late to the rehearsal? Oh my.
AAndre
Hey, man. You don't have to be sarcastic.
We're heavily invested in your situation. Nothing's more important to us than your second wedding's rehearsal going smoothly.
AAndre
...Walk away, man.
[Troy and Abed do just that and walk away from Andre]
[to Jeff] Hey! Did you think of a toast?
Jeff
Well, yeah. Uh, I had a drink, and I looked into my heart, and here's what I got so far. "Webster's Dictionary defines"-
Stop, stop! "Webster's Dictionary defines"? That's the Jim Belushi of speech openings! It accomplishes nothing, but everyone keeps using it and nobody knows why!
Jeff
Yeah, well, it's all I got! That took me eight hours and sixteen Macallan neatses! Look, I'm sorry, I just don't believe in marriage.