New here? Create a new Account
Move to the previous cue
Move to the next cue
Increase size of captions
Decrease size of captions
Translate current cue
00:20:12
H. Jon Benjamin, Judy Greer, Amber Nash
16
call her parents posing as a kidnapper,
Six years? For one lousy goof-butt?
How? Do you want me to do a striptease?
And where the hell is the bartender?
A distraction. Nice!
Hey, not that it should matter, but I was a tanker.
Poovey: I was gonna say-- ooh! Sprinklers! Nice!
and use the ransom money to square things with len trexler
I'm just a sucker for physical comedy. Case in point...
thanks to segregation, most of us
I'm gonna make ya mop it up and suck on the mop!
Complete and total bullshit. Dress that line, boy!
(Laughs) I beg your pardon?
So, unless they keep all the fingerprint cards down here--
Why would I want to rent a mule?
Do you mean musicians or negro? Pick one.
And, by inference, an ideal target for kidnapping.
Archer: Will you hurry up? Hang on.
Murder, figgis, you insufferable little prick!
deplete the global strategic pie reserves?
Whoever puke in my cell,
I'm gonna make ya mop it up and suck on the mop!
(Laughs) I beg your pardon?
I insist you let me share your marijuana cigarette!
I swear, i am such a pistol.
caption by media access group at wgbh
Reminds me-- uh, remind me of my cousin Eddie.
Bet they got arrest again. Idiots.
getting your tits screw off for a change.
Will you quit jamming my ass with that thing?
Her? What about me? Will you shut up?
No. Come on. Look, I realize
Mother: Well, then, I suggest you wake him.
doing in a joint like this? I rescue her.
Oh, I bet she's charming.
And I swear to god, if you people get caught
Damn it, poovey! What? Figuratively!
so, presumably, the vandertunt family
Well, murder, but technically,
keep in mind I'm gradually gonna get more tired,
I mean, obviously, we'll put it to a vote, but--
Yeah. Apparently, he was fine for a while,
Uh, definitely negro policemen. (Overlapping chatter)
you most certainly are not.
To do what, exactly?
Especially when you think about
I could actually go for some pie.
Yeah, I guess it does, kind of.
I need your help to do it, though.
So-- so what else?
Pff! I'm worth at least two packs.
Mr. Archer, and yet once again--
I mean, how hard could that be?
Remind me never to rent you a mule.
(Discontented overlapping chatter)
moot! Wait. What?
that a segregated service is just crazy.
My god, the future is terrifying!
I spent my life in jail, and now I'm a disgusting old woman!
I'm not accustomed to being stood up,
in the damp part of the building--
That's-- that's pretty awkward, right?
Intriguing. (Chuckles)
How quasi?
the most racist thing would be if whenever there was a war,
oh, I get it. So, no matter how eager
Oh, I bet she's charming.
as in spare change?
and figure out we gave 'em fake names.
you'll keep your damn piehole shut!
Looks like she's having a rough night.
Heiress to the vast vandertunt publishing fortune?