Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Let's go. - Just open the door.
No breaches on your end, right?
Uh, movie, movie. Okay, movie.
Wait a second
None of this makes any sense. It's insane.
I think we need to get you to a hospital.
Not too hard, not too soft.
I'm getting rid of all this contaminated crap!
♪ Motown... Motownphilly... ♪
- Oh, that's right. - Wait, wait, wait, so what are you saying?
All right, man.
- There's no, there's no opening to this. - Shit, I'm sorry, dude.
Like, are they bat boys or are they butlers?
That's why you're not an alcoholic.
Why do you think we're quarantining ourselves in the first place?
Now, come on, you're going crazy with this food thing, Frank. We need to eat.
What... me?! Come on... come on.
Just kids having fun right?
- Dude, you mom's an alcoholic. - My mom's not an alcoholic!
"Sickness be gone!"
Oh, no, dude, this is booze. I stash whiskey in here.
0 You just earned you spot at the head of the suit, Dee.
In your professional opinion, you think we got a shot?
Frank, what the hell are you doing, dude?
That's why I shaved it off. Now it just flows off my body.
Spider-Man. That's very clever, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Injury be gone!
We got to drink. Yes, hi, I'd like to order
- I was just practicing. - No, man, that's sweet as hell.
Stress be gone
Yeah, you should write that down.
Hello mother
Show me that shit.
♪ Could it really happen or do dreams just fade away? ♪
Dee stashes warm beer in the ceiling of the back office.
- Dude, you are an alcoholic. - Whatever.
- We have to stay healthy. - We'll always drink.
I won't tell Frank. Hold your arm.