All language subtitles for Foursome s03e10 Hanky Pranky.eng

- Previously
on Foursome...

I thought I could get
things to go back to normal.

Back to normal means a
boy-free zone for A-Fix

and I ain't mad at it.

But Greer had been
busy over winter break.

I'm starting to realize
things are never

going to go back
to how they were.

- I didn't try to bang your
sister, I was in love with her.

- And maybe it's
time I start to embrace that.

Who knows what will lie ahead.

But no matter what happens,
I know I'm covered.

How?

- What the...

- "Dakota Green, you're mine."

"Warmest regards,
Stewart the Stallion."

- Someone stole my silks
while I was in the shower.

Do you know how hard it is to
find silk chonies that fit?

They're comfortable
around my junk.

Those Stevenston High chaches!

- As if seeing Kent at school
every day isn't bad enough,

now I'm being slapped in the
mug by Stevenston pranks?

I don't need to sit on a jade
and mustard whoopee cushion

to know that everybody from
Stevenston is an epic asshole.

- Just call it green and yellow,
you ain't better than us,

wealthy wankers.

British curse, extra points.

- I wish everyone from
Stevenston would just head

to the Hamptons.

The last thing I need is
anyone from Brayer to find out

about why Kent transferred.

- Yeah, that would add
a whole other level

to your humiliation nation.

- You know what?
No, I'm not the same sophomore

who always plays the victim.

I am taking my power back.

Normally, Prank Day is
all about jokes and jocks,

but today I own Prank Day.

I will mortify those
plentiful prats

just like one of
theirs mortified me.

This all started
with a school rivalry

and it's gonna end with one.

- Congratulations.

Can we go back to Brayer now?

I'm sorry, I tried chill
but I'm just not comfortable

being chill off-campus
during school hours.

- Being off-campus is a new
experience for you, right?

You're always saying,
"New experiences shape character."

You all talk?

Then be chill.

- Hey, guys, sorry I'm late.

I was doing
philanthropy for Tipp

by giving manicures to hobos.

Green slime?

Yellow feathers?

Dog shit?

You've been pranked.

- Why does she sound pleased?

- Courtney lives for pranks.

- Mm-hmm.

- You guys have to retaliate.

Brayer's reputation is at stake.

Nay, your reputation.

You want Stevenston
cheer to win Prank Day

and get to dance
instead of Brayer

at the first rival
basketball game?

You can't let

those Stevenston sluts
shimmy their shoulders.

- Yeah, spin the story
so at least you owned

his alma mater with hoaxes.

Who's got the last laugh
now, bitch?

- Yeah, that horse thinks
he's gonna target me?

Oh, that steed has
another thing coming.

I'm gonna get that fancy horse.

Put your hooves in
like you mean it.

Prank Day on three.

One, two, three.

- Prank Day!

- Rosamund,
what the F are these peasants--

- Doing on our turf, Constance?

- Hilarious, baby.

- Shut up, Baby Trumps.

I'm here to do business
with your es-car-hoes.

- We have a transaction that
will be of interest to you.

- Aha.
- Ha.

All your transactions
are likely--

- Declined.

- As if we need anything
from these guttersnipes.

We have all of the everything.

- Now vamoose from
whence you came.

- What if I told you
that I could hand you

all of Brayer's pranks
on a silver platter?

- Coming from your house,
it would probably be bronze.

- Hey!

- Oh my god, are you insane?

- I'm from Brayer, bitch.

Do you wanna mess with
this, because I'm crazy.

- What do you want?

- I don't give a shining
shit about Prank Day,

but unfortunately,
we share a common interest.

- Humiliating Brayer.

- And I want you to focus
on one Bobcat in particular.

Andie Fixler.

- Why would we worry
about one Brayer vagabond

when we could ensnare them all?

- Because, moose-knuckle,
I will divulge all

of the Brayer prank
plans before they happen

in exchange for your help
taking down Little Fix

with the final prank.

A prank so pointed that
the mere memory of it

will humiliate her
until the day she dies.

Do we have a deal?

Girsten, come.

- So, our game plan
should start with...

- What's up with the
Bobcat mob packs?

- Stevenston cemented the
locks on all our classrooms.

Now we're barred
from getting in.

- Rookie prank.

Now you just have an
excuse to not go to class.

- I don't want my teachers
to think I'm ditching.

- Ugh.

- You know what?
I'll write them an email

explaining the situation.

They changed my font

from Times New
Roman to Comic Sans.

- Ugh.

- Who takes Sans seriously?

That's it, I'm invested.

Let's prank 'em.

- Yay.

Oh, now that's creative.

- What a prank even is this?

Everyone keeps talking to
my back thinking it's me.

Am I that one-dimensional?

Focus up, Fixler.

Dakota,
go punch Kent in the heart.

- Assault, not a prank.

- Ugh.
- Everyone!

Everyone.

Stay calm.

Janitor Wilkins is
working on getting

your classrooms un-cemented.

So, you know, in the meantime,
let's just ignore the pranks.

Laugh, and ignore--

- Ignore it?

Ignore the pranks?

What?

How about explore it, huh?

Blower it.

Rip up the floor and gore it!

Are you ready to take
back your school?

Will you fight?

They can take my silks but
they can't take my freedom!

Feast your eyes on the
legendary list of pranks.

I circled two pranks
on every paper.

It should be all even and shit.

Example,
hit your hand up if you see

Saran Wrapping toilet seats.

Bam, you in a group.

Let's do this!

- Hey, do either of you
guys have prank number two?

- I do.

It was just the
un-luck of the draw.

If you really want me to
switch with somebody, I can.

- No, it's fine.

I mean, it's not,
but you don't have to switch.

- Okay look, I should probably
apologize for something else.

The other day when
I was telling Alec

about how I'd had feelings for you
for, like, forever.

I hope that didn't upset
you, you know.

I was just trying to
win my best friend back,

but I meant every word.

- So, what's the prank?

- Where'd you come from?

You're not in this class.

- Don't sass,
I'm ready to talk ass.

As in donkey,
as in get back at that horse.

So, what's the plan?

- Uh well,
prank number two is gluing

Stevenston's sphincters
to their seats.

- That's what I'm talking about.

Now they just won't be stuck
up, they'll be stuck butt.

- Glue 'em on three.

No time, kill the horse.

Horse.

- Just because your ass
is stuck to those seats

doesn't mean you get
to stay in my class.

Bye.

- All right, what's number nine?

I'm not exactly gonna
beat the narrative

about me and Kent
with prank paste.

- Nine is fish the bish,
fill Stevenston Prep's vents

with scents.

- Where is the rest
of our prank team?

- More pranks, let's do 'em all.

- You know, I get it, Court.

Even doing stupid stuff
to get back at Stevenston

has been oddly cathartic.

Plus, revenge aside,
Josh and I had a moment

during the last prank.

- Pranks.

- Maybe I was too hard
on him on Beach Island.

I mean, he did almost
make me forget about

that douche-hole
from down under.

He's right behind me, isn't he?

- Hi.

- Prank number nine?

Great.

- Was that a neigh?

- Wait up.

I wanna prank.

Prank!

- I'm just gonna go switch out

Stevenston's number
twos with pens.

Try filling out a Scantron with
those bad boys, am I right?

Yahoo!

- How have you been?

- Shockingly, not great.

- Screw this...
- Andie, please...

Look,
I know I made a huge mistake.

What can I do? I miss you.

- I don't know what
you want me to say.

There isn't some
small fix for this.

It's gonna take more
than a small gesture

to make things right.

- No small gestures, I got it.

- Let's just get this over with.

- Yeah, Alec put a duffle
of dead fish in my car,

so I'm pretty sure he saved
this one especially for me.

- No.

Stevenston stumped us again.

- How do they keep scooping us?

- Mae, wrong team.

- Ew, that's honestly
making me so sick.

- Hey, come on.

There's no vents in here.

You can breathe.

- It's so much better.

Thanks.

- Andie...

- Say goodbye to the
room, Terry.

- Goodbye to the room, Terry.

- Deal's off, Greer.

We don't need
protection anymore.

We're disbanded,
the bulletin is no more,

the media club has won.

- I need 500 copies of
this by the end of the day.

- I told you, we--

- You hate the Foursome
as much as I do, right?

This is your revenge.

- Come on, Divit,
just let it go.

- No, I'll never let it go.

Andie will be humiliated,
just like she humiliated us.

This may not get us
back the Brayer Lair,

but it will get us our revenge.

- Josh.

Josh, what are you doing?

Let me see.

Josh.

What happened? - It's nothing.

- It's not nothing.

You got punched in the face for
me, didn't you?

- Andie, I'm fine,
okay, it's nothing.

- You didn't have to do this.

- Okay, just stop.

Yeah, I had to do this.

I did have to get involved.

You think I'm just gonna
let these Stevenston snobs

say this kind of shit about you?

After everything that
happened with Kent

you think I'm gonna let
them rub this in your face?

Look, I don't care that
you didn't pick me.

I am always gonna pick you.

You don't deserve this.

- You missed a C-word or two.

You get punched in
the face a lot for me.

Three times in the semester?

It seems excessive.

- Two.

- Right.

One time was in my fever dream.

- What?
- What?

Nothing.

What do you say we go
catch up with everyone

and get back at those
Stevenston assholes?

- Andie Fixler, out for revenge.

I'm impressed.

- And intimidated?

- Always.

- We're not the Boobcats,
we're the Bobcats.

- Hey.

- Well...

- Hey, Steven-suck,
how have you wizards

been snaking our pranks?

- Haven't you guys perused
the news lately or can't you--

- Read?

We've been one step ahead
since before Prank Day began.

- Stop,
you'll just make it worse.

- Hey, what's going on?

Why are you handing out
old people magazines?

- One of Brayer's own has
been feeding us pranks

since the beginning.

- And one of Stevenston's
own has infiltrated Brayer

from the start.

Kent Saydak had a rivalry
with the star quarterback

from Brayer who constantly
flipped his hair.

- And sucked so much.

- Who's flipping
their hair besides me?

That's my thing!

- It's you, you nincompoop.

- Oh yeah.

- Kent hated Alec so much
that he transferred schools

just to take his untouchable
little sister's virginity.

- She was as easy to
dupe as all of you.

- You are a school of fools.

And no one would pick
Andie Fixler on purpose.

- I'm gonna kill you chaches.

- They're right.

I did transfer from Stevenston

to date Alec Fixler's
little sister.

Maybe I transferred from
Steven-suck for the wrong reasons,

but I stayed for the right ones.

Brayer showed me what
loyal friends are.

It showed me what teachers
who actually care look like.

Brayer is full of
awesome people.

One in particular.

And you know what,
I wouldn't do it any differently

because I wouldn't
have fallen in love

with the best part of Brayer.

Andie Fixler.

? Darling, all I really know ?

? Is that I've been ?

? Falling for you ?

? Darling, darling,
what do you say? ?

? Have you been ?

? Falling for me too? ?

? And if you fall, if you fall ?

? I'll catch you ?

? So won't you fall,
won't you fall in love with me? ?

- How's that for
a small gesture?

- I'll allow it, just this time.

That is really
frigging beautiful.

Just don't touch her
butt, Saydak.

- That's not how this
was supposed to go down.

Andie Fixler was
supposed to go down.

- Hey, Greer, wait up.

- I'm not in the mood to
smash right now, Alec.

- No, totally, I get it.

You've been busy being
double-crossing us.

- What are you talking about?

- Well, I was thinking
about how I should think

about more stuff,
I thought of something you did

the other day that
made me think.

- What?

- I had a gut feeling
that at first I thought

was just a trapped fart,
but then I realized

it was a gut feeling.

See, you've been
sneaky-sneaky lately, Greer.

And thanks to all of
the Scooby episodes

I've been Doo-ing,
I learned to sleuth.

Check your phone for nudes.

- And?

- I saw you were texting
some sluts from Stevenston.

And then when they
said there was a rat,

it all made the sense, Greer.

- You're the stupidest
idiot in school.

No one's gonna believe you.

- You think you can
come into my life

and have super awesome sex with
me and mess with my sister?

Well,
you can do that other stuff,

but no one messes
with my sister.

Not even a girl.

Un-sexism.

Greer Ashton,
you're finished here.

- What the...

- Time's up, bulletin.

Get the fudge out
of the Brayer Lair.

- Peg, you came so
close to saying a swear.

God, I love you.

- You made a big mistake.

- You went from annoyance
to an actual enemy.

- You mess with one of us,
you mess with all of us.

- And I don't know if you
remember, Divit,

but I hate messes.

- Now get out.

- Finally, we got our room back.

Everything's back to normal.

- Sorta.

I think my stallion may
be boyfriend material.

- Oo.

- And it's not exactly
normal for me either.

This is way better than normal.

- Oh, Peg.

Mr. Shaw, are you crying?

- No.

I didn't know you
guys would be here.

It's just that, well,
I wanted to be the one

to get you kids back
the Brayer Lair.

I spent all winter break
secretly getting footage of you

so that I could edit
together a segment.

- That's disturbing.

- Now this I gotta see.

- Oh.

Oh no,
I've dropped five whole dollars.

Is there somebody that could help
me, please?

Oh, thank you, good Samaritan,
for returning my money

that belonged to
me and not to you.

- We love being--

- Media club?

- And that's why the gang
deserves their lair back.

? Won't you feel it

? Can you feel it.

- I assure you that would not
have gotten us our room back.

- Yeah,
for sure it wouldn't have.

- No, not at all.

- Yeah, we would've been
locked out for good.

- But,
we appreciate the thought.

- Yeah,
you're our forever fave sponsor.

- You got her back,
Shaw, respect.

- I don't know you that well.

- Wow, you guys appreciate me?

I'm your fave?

Well, I...

I...

I can't.

I mean, I can't.

- Okay, no more interruptions.

Now time to dish about
that courtyard croon.

- So romantic.

He totally 10 Things
I Hate About You,

but switch the hate with
love, 'cause he loves you.

I love love.

Are you gonna forgive Kent?

- Are you gonna get
back together with him?

What? I can gab.

- Andie, come on.

- Blesses.
- Tell us.

- I'm also here.

- Where are you going?

- I'm gonna go get my man.

- Always with the
god-dang arm punch.

- Andie,
what are you doing here?

- It's always been you too.

? Whoa, whoa

? Whoa, whoa

? Whoa, whoa

? Whoa, whoa

- Oh my god, are you okay?

Are you okay?

- Oh my god, help.

- Step two,
to retrain your brain.

Oh, okay.

- And
three, two, one, right.

Three, two--

- Oh, not "write" with a W.

- Is this really happening?

- Everything that's
happened is happening.

- All right, we got it.

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