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00:21:32
H. Jon Benjamin, Judy Greer, Amber Nash
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-Oka atua. -Holy birdshit. -Was?
a nice cool glass of pastis, to...
Le volcan? Attention!
if we catch a few breaks and the tailwind holds,
So where is la princesse?
You're a vagrant without a franc to your name,
the closest airstrip we can land on
No. It's some kind of ruse,
where you're a disgrace, an outcast, a laughingstock...
You-You've been in tougher scrape, huh?
and roast your ancient carcass
-Reloading. -Lizard pheromone?
Qu'est-ce que tu as fait?
Fuel-weight ratio, rho times alpha, then lift-to-drag,
I'm the one with no parachute in a plane that can't land.
If the serpent and lizards and cannibals
I'm gonna lose my temper.
If the serpents and lizard and cannibals
abandoned by the husband you cuckold,
abandon by the husband you cuckolded,
(sighs) I swear to God...
You just got a couple of bust ribs.
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Which remind me, why'd you do that?
you relax and just fall over sideways,
-I will, but quit yelling. -(deep growl in distance)
Oh, shut up.
-I'm out. -We were suppose to vote.
No, what if when you shoot one,
-You realize I can't pay for this. -Mm-hmm.
And I bet that's 50 feet wide, right?
I promise I will catch you.
But since you mention "why"...
and I doubt he'd lose much sleep over it.
if we catch a few breaks and the tailwind holds,
So? What happen on shithole island when it gets dark?
I am genuinely sorry.
Me too. I meant sexually.
forever!
But I am absolutely commandeering your vehicle,
Slow down.
(sighs) I do, actually.
Your knees are kind of bent,
-(gasps) -We're not currently
though, don't you agree?
Jesus, people, how hard is it to...
(exhales) Okay, Luce, it's now or never.
so Reynaud can arrest you again whenever he wants,
Me too. I meant sexually.
Of course I do. I will stay here.
How do I get down from here?
Well, they bailed out south of Tarako, so...
I mean, pretty much just this.
I mean, even if we had pencils...
Oh, but "why" is such a troublesome question,
or proof of onward voyage.
immortal!
you just kinda go limp.
-so... -No, I forbid you. You are insane.
Your knees are kind of bent,
call it 55 with the wheels down, if we run it lean
and gimme some aerial recon.
until it is golden brown and goddamn delicious.
Okay, hold your damn horses.
Be careful.
You-You've been in tough scrapes, huh?
Well, if you'd hit the stupid buckle when I told you to...
We cannot leave him here. He is vital
That's okay, you can thank me
-Wh...? Are you mad? -PAM: No.
Okay, Fritz, hang tight.
and roast your ancient carcass