Charlie
What does 3D even stand for?
3rd Dimension. Just... shh. Please stop talking.
Charlie
3rd Dimen... (chuckles) What dimension are we in?
Shh, Charlie. I don't know. Shh.
Charlie
Isn't stuff... like... suppossed to pop out at us?
I don't know. I'm not sure. Let's watch and find out.
[bird screeching]
Charlie
"Yeah, me too. I would love to go on a vacation."
"Yeah but not to the Jersey Shore though. That place sounds like a nightmare."
" What's wrong with the Jersey Shore?"
"Come on, you've seen that TV show. It's just a bunch of sweaty Guidos getting hopped up on energy drinks and giving each other diseases."
Charlie
Hoooooolllllyyyy Shhhittt! Is that the ocean?
Yeah buddy that's the ocean.
Charlie
What's on the other side of it there?
Charlie
Now how long would it take....
Do not try to swim to Europe.
Charlie
Don't swim to Europe.
Charlie (disgusted): NO! NO! NO! NO! WHAT WAS THAT?!
A couple of homeless guys banging each other!
Charlie
I know that, but why?! That's not magical! That's not romantic!
[Frank backstage with mortician]
I can't figure this tie out here. [microphone feedback]
[over speakers] I got...I got a question about you morticians. You bang the dead bodies?
Imagine stuff like that goes on all time, right? [chuckles] I mean, I don't give a shit. If I was dead, you could bang me all you want. Who cares? [audience gasps] Dead body's like a piece of trash. I mean, shove as much shit in there as you want.
Charlie
Turn his mic down.
I'm trying! I don't know! I don't know how!
Charlie
You don't know how?
I don't know which one it is!
...fill me up with cream. Turn me into cannoli...
What's going on, you idiot?
[Indistinct talking]
...make a stew out of my ass. What's the big deal? Bang me, eat me, grind me up into little pieces, throw me in the river. Who gives a shit? You're dead, you're dead. Oh! Ooh, shit. Is my mic on?
Charlie
Oh, God.
[Frank rushes back to the stage]
[chuckles] Oh! Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry. [audience jeering] That was a mistake. The janitor got a hold of the P.A. system. Puerto Rican guy. [audience murmuring]
Okay, let's talk about the limes, guys.
Charlie
We'll keep emotion out of it.
Charlie
[simultaneously] Reason will prevail!
I think the limes should be cut a bit thinner.
Charlie
What the hell! Thin limes?! People will choke! People will die!
Charlie, Charlie, take emotion out of it--
Charlie's got a point! One of the cornerstones of Paddy's Pub is thick limes!
Charlie
Yeah, don’t tell me-
I AM GONNA PUT MY THUMB THROUGH YOUR EYE, YOU LITTLE BITCH!!!!!
No, no, shhh. Stay calm, stay--hey, hey, hey. Look at me. Look at me. Stay calm with me, okay? Be unemotional. Let's--let's be democratic. Let’s put this thing to a vote.
A vote solves everything in a democracy, does it not?
So, all for thinner limes, raise your hands. [Mac and Dennis raise hands] And all for thicker limes, raise your hands. [Frank and Charlie raise hands] Now there you go. That's a democracy in action. That's two votes against two votes. A perfect example of when democracy...has failed.
We're gonna call it a hurricane party. It's gonna be cool. It's gonna be awesome, yeah.
W1Women #1
What's a hurricane party?
A hurricane party's exactly what it sounds like. It's a party during a hurricane at our bar, Paddy's Pub.
W2Women #2
Oh, I've heard of that bar.
[Charlie appears next to Dennis wearing fishing gear and pushing a cart]
Charlie
Hey! [laughs] Hello! All right, all right! Hi! Crazy, crazy weather coming our way!
DTDennis & The Two Women
Yeah.
Charlie
You trying to get these girls down to the bunker or...?
Oh, no, I'm inviting them back to our very cool bar we own.
Charlie
Oh, cool, cool. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, we got a sweet bunker, too. Yeah, well...it's like so secure, people can't get in or out if we don't want 'em to. We'll be like totally safe down there. I got a bunch of supplies. You guys like pickled eggs? Sardines, too...
[nervous laughter] Yeah, we got a bunch of other, you know, normal food and normal stuff there, too. Yeah. Yeah, it's a great bar. Gonna be free drinks for everybody, so you know, you'll come, you'll party with us, and you can bring your girlfriends too, you know? [laughing] We don't want just the two of you. You got to bring your girlfriends. That's a requirement.
W1Women #1
Sounds like fun. Can our boyfriends come too?
W2Women #2
Yeah, our boyfriends.
You two have boyfriends? How did you not know...that the reason I invited you back to my bar...was to bang you? Get out of here! Get the hell out of here! Get--get out of here! Shoo away from me!
W1Women #1
You're a dick.
You're a dick! [turns to Charlie] She's a...I'm not a dick.
[reading a question] "Dennis is asshole. Why Charlie hate"?
Charlie
I don't think I wrote that.
You definitely wrote this one, Charlie. Who else would have written this?
Charlie
I'm not remembering that. I don't think I wrote that one.
Of course you did. How many other illiterates are in the-- Just throw out a guess.
Charlie
Pass.
DDDennis & Dee
Pass, pass?
MFMac & Frank
No, he didn't pass, he didn't pass.
Just throw out a guess. Any guess, come on.
Charlie
Pass.
Son of a bitch! All right, chance to steal.
[eagerly] Because Dennis is a bastard man!
Charlie
That's what it is. I definitely wrote that.
Last time we played, Dee got "Emotional Battery". We berated that bitch for like two straight hours.
Charlie
I mean, really personal stuff. Way over the line. The kind of stuff that cuts you to the core, you know.
She held it together without a single tear.
Charlie
Dude, when her two minutes were up, she cried for a month straight.
Yeah, it was really sad. Every day, crying all day long. She talked about taking too many pills.
Charlie
I think she tried to kill herself.
She did, she did. I saw it, but I didn't tell you about it.
Charlie
We have to blow the sign off of the building-- you know, maybe I'll do the blowing. That's fine.
Charlie, Charlie, stop, stop, stop, stop. Do you think a human being can blow a sign off of a building?
Charlie
I didn't until Mac said it.
A man cannot blow a sign off of a building.
In Charlie's defense, you could loosen the screws, get up there and blow...
We are talking about the internet. You are derailing the conversation.
LLarson
Mr. Reynolds, Mr. Kelly, I'm detective Larson. I'm gonna need to clear something up on your report here.
It doesn't...yeah, we're good.
LLarson
It says here this was filed as an assault, but the only thing that you're claiming was that...this man shushed you?
Charlie
Yeah, but...it was an assault.
LLarson
Shushing somebody is not an assault.
Charlie
There was more to it than...
He--yeah, it wasn't just shushing though.
Charlie
Yeah!
And the reason it was an assault was because he was shushing our cries for help.
Charlie
Right! This guy was raping us.
LLarson
He was raping you?
Charlie
Well, yeah--yep.
DDetective
The both of you?
Charlie
[snort] You can't rape two guys, it's the--
I wouldn't even necessarily classify it--
Charlie
You know, what happened was that he only raped my friend here. I actually shook him off in time, the guy never quite made it inside of me, but my friend here...yeah.
LLarson
So he was only raping you?
Charlie
Yeah, yeah. He, like, really kinda made soup of your insides.
No, no, no. He barely--he barely made it in there, so trust me, I'm fine.
Charlie
Yeah, but he bit his dick.
Not--what?! No, he did--he--the reason we were going to file as a--a rape was because the--he did make it inside me, but like, just barely, and the guy was super-small, so I'm fine! And then I did get away. [Larson begins taking notes] Well, don't--don't write any of this down! Y--look, can we just drop the case?
Charlie
Yeah! We don't need to--
Right? We just need the drawing.
Charlie
I didn't even think about that, because if we had the drawing, we can find the guy. We can dole out the justice.
And then this never needs to go in any files, anywhere!