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Narrator: In 1985,
little John Bennett

wished on a shooting star

that his teddy bear
would come to life.

Magically, it happened.

Ted was an instant,
worldwide phenomenon.

But now, it's 1993.

And like every phenomenon,

eventually, nobody gives a shit.

- ♪ My words are lazy ♪

♪ My thoughts are hazy ♪

♪ But this is one
thing I'm sure of ♪

♪ Everybody needs
a best friend ♪

♪ I'm happy I'm yours ♪

- Fuck, it's not working.
Here, let me try something,

- You got to blow on it.

That's what I'm doing.

- No, no, you got to
like really blow on it.

Here.

- Wow, you are going to make
some guy very happy one day.

- Fuck off.

- Try it again with eye contact.

- Fuck you, man.

See if it works.

both: Hey!

- All right, Mushroom Kingdom.

- Anybody seen my car keys?

- Yeah, they were on the floor.

Dad stepped on them and got mad.

- What'd he do with 'em?

- Think he threw 'em.

- Shit.

- Hey, are Mario and Luigi
supposed to be midgets?

- What do you mean?

- They're wicked short.

Like, is it part
of their character

that they're midgets, or is...

- Jesus Christ. Seriously?

- What?

- Little people.

- Yeah, that's why I'm asking.

Are they supposed to be midgets?

- You don't say "midget."
You say "little people."

"Midget" is rude.
- Why is it rude?

- Because it just is.
It's a fucked-up word.

I mean, how would you like it
if you were a little person

and someone called you that?

- Well, I mean, technically...

- That's not the same.
- Why not?

- You're a teddy bear.

- So what? Doesn't matter.

Yeah, yeah, you know
what? I ama midget.

And I will thank you
not to tell ourcommunity

how to use ourword.

- Well done, Teddy.

- Thank you.

Susan, just say it once.

- Nope.
- Just one time.

- No.
- She's not going to do it.

- Come on, just one "fuck."

- No, she doesn't
want to go to hell.

- Come on, Susan.

- I can express myself
without that kind of language.

Thank you.
- Come on, we got a bet going.

Just one time.
- What's the bet?

- Oh, that Ted can
get Mom to swear.

- Oh, wow, so fucking adult.

- Hey, we're at dinner.

- Just say "shit."

- Shoot.

- Just give us the finger.

- There's your finger.

- Say "Polack."

- Ted, really?

- It's not a race.
You can say it.

- Yeah, it's just
a bunch of guys.

- OK, just eat your
supper, fellas.

- She's not going to swear, man.

I win.
- Ah, fuck.

- Pay up.

Thank you.

Wait, you're not wearing
pants. Where'd you get this?

- Don't you worry about
where I'm keeping stuff.

- Matty, honey, that's
your fourth beer.

- Yeah, I had a shit day.

- Yeah, four is
like a Boston one.

He's OK.

- I'm sorry your
day was hard, honey.

- Yeah, well, sorry
doesn't fix the car.

- What happened to the car, Dad?

- Whole rear fender got smashed.

- Well, how bad is it?

- It's going to be
at least 400 bucks.

- Who hit it?
- I didn't see.

But I was parked outside
the Hong Kong buffet, so...

Do the math.

- I'm sorry, what?

- I'm just saying.

- Wow, that is such
complete bullshit.

- Hey, we're at dinner.

- It's a bullshit stereotype.

- Tell that to my car.

- Swear to God,

this whole household
is so goddamn backward.

Ted has used two derogatory
terms this afternoon.

And then there you go

topping it off with
that ignorant comment.

- I said "midget."
What was the other one?

- Yeah, I don't know.

- You're living in my
house with my family,

eating our food, and
drinking our milk.

Tough shit if you don't like it.

- That's just... that's great.

I'm so glad you don't count me

as a member of the
family, Uncle Matty.

- Maybe "Polack"?

- No, couldn't be
that. That one's fine.

- Blaire, you are absolutely
a member of this family.

Matty, tell her you're sorry.

- Of course he won't.

Because if he did, he'd
be admitting I'm right,

which would also be admitting
he is a classic Boston racist.

- I'm not a racist!

My favorite movie is "Rocky."

- How the fuck does that
make you not racist?

- Uh, Apollo Creed
is in the movie.

- So?

- So he's a Black guy who
wins against a white guy.

- Oh, my God.

- I mean, it's assuming you
count Italians as whites,

which I mostly do.

Of course, they weren't
white up until the 1960s.

They got a big bump after Korea.

And it wasn't so much
they got more white,

the Cubans got more Black,
but I was OK with that too.

- Isn't this the toast

that got you kicked
out of Ronny's wedding?

- Again, I was explaining

why it was OK that he
married an Italian.

- Jesus Christ.

You are literally
proving my point.

You are a raging fuckin' racist.

- Hey, we're at dinner.

- Well, in fairness, Blaire,
you can be racist too.

- What?
- Mm-hmm.

- No, I'm not.

- Do you remember when
you were a little girl?

You used to cut the
hair off your Barbies?

- Yes?

- You used to cut the Black
Barbie's hair off first

to see how it looked.

- Oh, come on. Are
you serious with that?

- And then if you liked it,

then you'd cut the
white Barbie's hair.

So you're a little
racist too, Blaire.

- Wow, that is weirdly
so much more damning

than anything else today.

- And it started when
she was very young too.

- Are you guys for
fucking real right now?

- I mean, that is some sick
Nazi doctor shit right there.

- Did you?

- What?

- Did you cut the Black
Barbie's hair first?

- Fine, yes, OK, I cut the
Black Barbie's hair, yes.

I was eight years old, OK?

I didn't fucking
know any better.

- What was the
Black Barbie's name?

- I don't remember.
- Oh, it gets even worse!

- Oh, my God, she can't remember
the Black Barbie's name.

- But I still love
both Barbies equally.

- And separately?
- Yeah, yeah.

What was the water
fountain situation like

at the Dream House?
- Yeah, was there like

a special entrance
for the Black Barbie?

- Look...
- Oh.

Did you call it the "I
Have a Dream House"?

- A-ha!
- OK, I was a fucking child.

All right? At least
I have that excuse.

You guys are adults.

You know what the problem is?

Education.

There is a complete lack of
education in this family.

- That's not true.
I go to school.

- I'm taking a pottery class.

- What about Ted? Hmm?

He's never had a day of
education in his life,

and it shows, using
words like "Polack."

- Oh, it was "Polack."

- The teacher says my
ashtray shows promise.

- You should be going to
school every day with John.

You'd learn something.

And maybe you wouldn't make
all these ignorant comments.

- Uh, yeah, no thanks.

- Why not?

- Because.

TV.

Aunt
Suze, help me out.

- Well, Ted, you might have fun.

- Mm-hmm.

- And I'm sure John would
love to have you there.

- No, no, I would not have fun.

And "The Price is Right"
is on at 10:00 a.m.

and I'd miss Plinko

and Johnny respects me too
much to want me to do that.

- I do. I respect him.

He tells me all about
Plinko when I get home.

- That is such a cop-out.

- Look, I guard the house
when you guys are out.

You do not.

- Yeah, I do.
- How?

If somebody broke in,
what would you do?

- I... I would tell him all the
good stuff's in the backyard

and then I'd lock
the door behind him.

- This is pointless. I
have plans with Sarah.

- Oh, Plinko was
wonderful today.

- Plinko is the best
"Price is Right" game.

- It is.

We live in such special times.

- $1,000 total thus far.

- Oh, God.
- Third one is...

- Oh, God.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,

fuck, fuck, fuck,
fuck, fuck, fuck.

Yes! Ah! Oh, my God!

I
want to tell somebody.

No, it's OK. It's all right.

This will be my moment.

All right, another day
with the house to myself.

What's fun?

What's fun? What's fun?
What's fun? What's fun?

Oh, let's see if we can find
where Matty hides his porn.

Jesus, he's got nothing?

25 years of marriage
and no porn,

I'd put a bullet in my head.

Oh, here we go.

Oh, talk about the
right to bear arms.

Bear arms
bearing arms, right?

Oh, man, everybody's
missing all this great stuff.

Oh, wait. Oh, I know
what to do with this.

Awesome!

Oh, I am so glad I
tried this at home.

- What the hell was that?

- Oh, it's OK, Mrs. Fechko.

I'm just doing a
science experiment.

- Is that a gun?

- I mean, that's one
function of it, yeah.

- Well, what are
you shooting at?

- Nothing.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

- All right.

Oops!

Ah, fuck.

- The Russian boxer has
all this technology, right?

But Rocky's way up
in the mountains.

And all he's got is,
like, logs and shit.

So it's wicked uneven
because the Russians

have machines for, like,
every part of Drago's body.

But you know what part they
don't have a machine for?

This guy, right here.

Aw, you should have seen it.

- I'm sure I still can. It
sounds like they filmed it.

- I don't know how we started
talking about abortion

and ended up here.

- I don't have to pick
you up tomorrow, right?

- No, I got the rental.

What the fuck?

Aw.

- Oh. Hey, Matty. Hey, Blaire.

- What the fuck is this?

- Oh, this is Cupcake, Peaches,

and Beef Stroganoff.

- Hi.

- What happened to the TV?

- Oh, I accidentally shot it.

- You shot it?

- Yeah, and I felt
really bad about it.

And then I was like, "Hey,
Ted, it was an accident.

"Stop being so hard on yourself.

"It's bad enough
that it happened.

You feeling bad's
not going to fix it."

So I called these ladies

because I was trying to
make myself feel better.

And I do. I feel
better.

- See, this is the kind of shit

that wouldn't happen
if he was in school.

- Wait, what?

- You're going to school.

- Wait, hang on. That is
a serious overreaction.

- You're going to school,

and you're going to
grow a fucking brain!

- Oh, come on!

- I think brains are sexy.

- Shut up, Beef.

- Hey, Johnny, you awake?

- Yeah.

I was just jerking off.

- What?

Relax,
I'm fucking with you.

- Holy Jesus.

Wait, you're...
you don't do that

when I'm in the room, right?

- No.

Not usually. I mean,
if you're asleep.

- Oh, shit, that's why I had
the Spanish galleon dream.

- What?

- I had a dream the other night

that I was rowing on
a Spanish slave ship.

And the guy on the drums was
pounding faster and faster.

And so I escaped by
jumping out a window,

and I swam to a desert island.

And when I came ashore,

there you were jerking off.

That's probably why
I had that dream.

- OK, goodnight.

- Johnny, how bad is
school going to suck?

- You're not going to like it.

- How bad?

- You ever drink orange juice
after brushing your teeth?

- Yeah.

- Well, it's like

getting your nuts
smashed together so hard,

they become just one nut.

- Holy shit. And
that's every day?

- That's every single day.

But if you die in a
drunk driving accident,

you get a whole page
in the yearbook.

- Not quite "Goodnight Moon,"

but I'll see you in the morning.

This sucks.

We got to lug these
things around all day?

- Yeah, pretty much.

- We look stupid.
- Nah, we're fine.

- We look like suicide bombers
having second thoughts.

- Shut the fuck up.

You can't joke about bombs here.

Now let me
ask you something.

You ever get self-conscious

being the only white
guy at your school?

- I dunno, we live
in a Boston suburb.

Oh, last year, we
had an Indian kid.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah, but they got him.

- What does that mean?

- I liked him too.

- What do you mean
"they got him"?

- He used to share
his Dunkaroos.

Good guy.
- Fuck this, Johnny.

You know what? I'm
going to get expelled.

- For what?

- I don't know yet. I'll
come up with something.

- Wait, you're going to
try and get kicked out?

- It's the only way. I'm
missing "Card Sharks."

Dude, look.

There she is.

- What?

- Look.

- Holy shit, who is that?

- Bethany's sister.

She goes to Emerson.
Hottest chick on the planet.

- Jesus, what's her name?

- Sheila.

- What? No.
- Yep.

- Sheila?
- Uh-huh.

- What the fuck kind of
malevolent God would do that?

- Yeah, it's like her parents
knew she was going to be hot,

and they wanted to
level the field.

- Think fast, Bennett!

Nice!

- Fuck.
- Hey, dork.

What the fuck you got here?

You're bringing your
dolls to school?

- Hey, fuck you, Clive.

Oh, God, you motherfucker.

- Who the hell is this guy?
- This is Clive.

- Nice teddy bear, Bennett.

You got your blankie too?
Ooh.

You must be going
full gay on us, huh?

I always knew you
were a big queer.

- You know, I don't want
to speculate on who's gay,

but didn't you just
touch his penis twice?

Hey, listen, man, it's
nothing to be ashamed of.

It's the '90s.
Times are changing.

Hey, anybody else here gay?

How is it?

- It's great.
- It's the fucking tits.

- See? There you go.
The reviews are in.

- You're still a fucking dork.

Hey, what a dorko.

Let's go.

- Hey, you know what, Teddy?

I think I'm really
glad you're here.

- Yeah, thanks.

I'm still going
to get kicked out.

- I know.

- From 1814 to 1815,
following the writing

of "Childe Harold's Pilgrimage,"

Lord Byron was the
toast of Regency London.

During this period, he wrote
"The Siege of Corinth,"

"The Bride of Abydos,"
and what else?

- Amanda.
- "Terracina."

- Yes. Someone
did the homework.

Very good.

- I think this guy's lost 40
hairs since class started.

- It's weird, right?

It's like they're
not falling out.

They're jumping
out.

- Ted.
- Yes?

- Can you complete this verse?

"She walks in beauty, like
the night of cloudless climes

"and starry skies.

And all that's best
of dark and bright..."

- Your wife is
fucking other guys.

You think you're funny,
but you know what?

Joke's on you, smart guy,

because my wife and I
are having problems.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

- Oh, thank you.

Um, my wife had an
affair last year.

And we've both tried to recover,

but fact is, neither one of
us has been able to forget it.

So I come in here every day
acting like my life is great

when, in reality,
it's a train wreck.

My own son doesn't
respect his father,

so joke's on you, funny man.

- Not really quite sure
how the joke's on me,

but...
- Who's laughing now?

- I mean, I think
I still am, but...

- Life comes with a
lot of pain, kids.

So better you learn
that right now

and develop some nice, hard
calluses over your feelings.

My daughter is having
a pregnancy scare.

Anyone want to talk about that?

Well, we're gonna talk about it!

Her last period
was five weeks ago!

I know this because

I'm the only one in the
house who buys tampons.

- Yeah, I don't think you're
going to break Mr. George.

He's already too messed up.

- Yeah, I see that.

- So what are you going to do?

How are you going
to get kicked out?

- Better put some
more franks on.

- All right.

- I'm the king of the wieners!

- Ted Bennett, please report
to the principal's office.

Well, don't mind if I do.

- Ted, do you know
where my last job was?

- Um, were you on "Night Court"?

No.

I was principal at
Dorchester High.

- Oh, shit.

Wait, isn't their mascot
just a guy with a knife?

- Technically,
Stabbers was a pirate.

But yes, it was a little rough.

- I heard there
was one girl there

who was only eight years older
than her own granddaughter.

- I'm afraid that's true.

- Well, how'd that work?

- Oh, it involved the
International Date Line.

But the point is

I watched a lot of
students stumble

and drift through the system
to come out on the other side

without any real education.

Some of them did
what you're doing...

testing the
boundaries, rebelling,

hoping to get cut loose.

- OK.

- Well, I'm not going to let
the same thing happen here.

- Love that. Don't like
where this is going.

- You're going to be an example.

I'm not going to suspend
you or anything else.

We are going to make a
successful student out of you.

- Now hang on a second...

- And you're the perfect choice.

So if you want to act up
again, just know if you do,

it's not going to
change your situation.

- Oh, man, are you
sure I'm the right guy?

There's a fat kid who
likes to touch dicks.

- You're late for class.

- Maybe I could just tell
Matty to go fuck himself.

- No way, dude,
my dad's a sadist.

He thought Vietnam was fun.

- Jesus, really?

- Yeah, he cried when
the helicopters came

to pick him up.

You don't want to
piss him off, man.

He'll kick you out of the house.

You'll starve.

- What the hell kind
of fucked-up wish

makes it so your teddy
bear comes to life,

but he's still got to eat?

- Oh, man, there she is.

- Yeah, we got practice
in a half hour.

- Did you see that?

- What?
- That was a joint.

- Oh, shit.

- Teddy, that's your
ticket out of here.

- What? What do you mean?

- You get caught with drugs
in school, you're gone.

It's like zero tolerance here.

- Oh, fuck, wow.

- Hey, you ever smoked weed?

- No.
- Yeah, me neither.

- Really? The whole
time you were famous?

- Yeah, I was afraid my
fur would catch on fire.

I got no flame retardant.

- All right, well, anyway,
you don't got to smoke it.

You just got to
get caught with it.

- Well, fuck, let's
go talk to her.

- You fucking kidding me?

I'm not going to talk
to Sheila Borgwat.

- Borgwat? Fucking God, it
just keeps getting worse.

- No way, man. No, no.
I'm not going over there.

- Come on, Johnny, you're
not asking her out.

You're just asking
her for drugs.

You said you stare
at her every day.

This is the perfect
excuse to go talk to her.

- No, man. I got you
this far, you do it.

- If you don't come with me,

I will tell her you masturbate
to network television.

- You motherfucker.

- I will tell her you
watch "Full House"

so you can jerk off
to Lori Loughlin,

but that you can't always
predict how long the scene is,

so half the time, you ejaculate
to an establishing shot.

- You wouldn't.

- Oh, Lori, oh, Lori!

Oh, Lor... oh, fuck,
a tasteful duplex.

- Excuse me.

Hi. Uh, hi, I'm uh...

I'm John Bennett.

- Hi there.

Ooh, you just, uh,
wash your hands?

- Uh, yeah, just when I... you
know, a while ago, not now.

I had diarrhea.

- Hi, I'm Ted.

- I'm Sheila.

- Oh, let's not ruin things.

- Hey, listen, we
couldn't help but notice

you were smoking a little pot.

- Yeah, midterms, you know?

What, are you going
to narc on me?

- Oh, we're not judging.
- No, absolutely not.

- No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no,

Teddy and I often partake of...

el bowl.

- And the pot inside it, uh...

cha-cha-cha.

- It wasn't much diarrhea.

- Can we have drugs, please?

Sorry?

- We're just... we're
looking to get some weed.

We thought maybe you
could help us out.

- Yeah, uh, how
old are you again?

- 16 1/2.

- Oof.

Yeah, sorry, bro, that's
not going to happen.

- It's not for
him. It's for me.

Look, I get why you can't
give a high school kid pot.

But talking teddy bears
are all good, right?

We all take drugs.

The fucking Care Bears
are all meth addicts,

Paddington's on Quaaludes,
and Fozzie's a cokehead.

You know he was in the room
when John Belushi died?

- Look, I can't
help you guys out.

But if you want, I can hook
you up with my connection.

- Oh, that would be wonderful.

And might I say, you are a
very beautiful woman, Shelly...

- Sheila.

- Oh, God, I know.

All right, this is it.

- All right, this is my
allowance for the month.

If Dad asks where it went,

we bought tickets to
see "Schindler's List."

- What do you mean?
That's only like 8 bucks.

- Shit, you're right.

Well, what did we
do with the rest?

- Uh, we were so moved that
we donated it to Jew causes.

- That is so nice of us.

Maybe we should
actually do that.

- What, are you fucking crazy?

Get your head in the
game. We got drugs to buy.

- Shit, sorry.

Just be careful in there, OK?

I hear some of these
dealers can be sketchy.

Just don't get shot, buddy.

- Will you relax? I'll be
fine. I'll see you in a few.

Hi, I'm here for the weed...

- No fucking way.

- Ted, what the hell
are you doing here?

- It's you?
- Who gave you this address?

- Fucking Blaire sells pot?

- Jesus Christ.
Lower your voice.

Get inside.

Oh, un-fucking believable.

- The fuck do you want?

- Wait, so I can't say midget,
but you can sell drugs?

- What's with all the noise?

Who's this?

- This is Ted.

Ted, this is my friend, Sarah.

- Oh, yeah. Blaire
mentioned you.

You're that teddy bear that
came to life back in the '80s.

- Well, yeah, but I've done
other stuff since then.

- Like what?

- Um, I was the stand-in for
Ben Stiller in "Fresh Horses."

- Oh.

- Not a tall man.

Um, hey, how come you're
selling weed anyway?

- Sarah and I grow it
here in her apartment,

and we're using the money
to help pay for tuition.

Ted, listen to me.

You cannot tell Uncle Matty
and Aunt Suze, all right?

They will kick me out
of the fucking house.

It's hard enough
to pay for school.

I can't afford a
higher rent too.

- Wait. Matty
charges you rent?

- Not as much as I
pay for an apartment,

but still, 200 bucks a month.

- For that crappy
room over the garage?

Jesus, Anne Frank wouldn't
be caught dead in that place.

I'm allowed to make that joke.

Johnny and I donate
to Jew causes.

- OK, well, I still
need the room,

so you cannot say
a fucking word.

- Hey, look, man, I'm
not here to bust anybody.

I just want the ganja.

- You've never smoked
before, have you?

- What are you... what
are you talking about?

Yeah, I have. I
do lots of drugs.

- Yeah? Like what?

- I'm on coke right now. See?

Grr! Oh, I'm so coked up
I just wanna write a novel

and punch everything!

Ow! Ow!

Ah, just kidding.

Doesn't hurt 'cause on
account of the coke.

- Bullshit.

- I don't know what
I'm talking about.

Please, can I have marijuana?

Fine. You got cash?

- No. Wait. Sarah, we're...
we're not selling him pot.

- Why not?
- Yeah, why not?

- Uh, are you
fucking high already?

Your best friend,
my little cousin,

is 16 years old.

I'm not gonna enable him.

- Well, I'm not either.

I'm not even gonna
tell him I have it.

It's for me, Blaire.
I swear to God.

When have I ever lied to you?

- Like ten seconds ago when
you said you were on coke.

- Well, yeah. But since then,
I've given it to you straight.

- Look, Blaire.
We need the money.

Why not just do it?

- That's right, Blaire.

You need the money, I need this.

Look, do you have any
idea what it's like

to be the biggest
star in the world

and then nobody gives
a shit about you?

I'm friggin' Kirk Cameron.

I gotta escape my demons,

and it's either
drugs or the church.

You know what they
do to guys my size?

Oh, please, don't make
me suck a deacon's dick!

- We should smoke it.

- Wait, what?

Johnny, this is my
ticket out of school.

- Yeah, I know. I mean,
not... not all of it.

Just, you know, we smoke some
and save some for the plan.

- Well, Johnny, I... I promised
Blaire it was just for me.

- Teddy, think
about it, all right?

I bet I'm the only kid in
school who hasn't smoked.

I haven't smoked.
I haven't had sex.

I haven't had a girlfriend.

Clive's right. I'm
a fucking loser.

I mean, you're like
my only real friend,

and we're sitting
here with real pot.

It's here in person.

This could be the day
I start being cool.

- Yeah, today is the day you
told a girl you had diarrhea.

Don't put too much
weight on today.

Wait. Hang on, hang on.
- What?

- Well, you and me
have been best friends

like our whole lives.

We're about to get high
together for the first time.

- Yeah, so?

- Let's do this right.

- Should we say grace?

- Oh, yeah, good idea.

Hello, God.

It's me, Ted, one of
your weirder creations.

Sorry about what I said today.

Not that your deacons
aren't attractive,

but I'm saving my
mouth for marriage.

Let us not be so high that
we have to call an ambulance.

Amen.

- Amen.

OK.

Let there be light.

- ♪ All my friends
know the low rider ♪

♪ The low rider is
a little higher ♪

- Yeah.

- Hell yeah, man.

- I was so fucking hungry.

- I was so hungry too.
- Mm-hmm.

- It's so weird.

You know, this is
like the perfect food

for the perfect night.

- Yeah, like who invented
food? That guy rocks.

- Well, if I knew you guys were
going to get so gussied up,

I would have made
something fancier.

- No, Mom. This is perfect.

These are perfect Steak-Umms.

- The perfect Steak-Umm.

It's right here.
Just... just feel it.

- I can feel your
love in this, Ma.

- I'm so happy you
love it so much.

- Jesus, you guys
are acting like

it's today's special
at Legal Sea Food.

It's fine.

- I think it's delicious, Suze.

- Can you guys believe

that we're just, like,
we're sitting here,

and we're, like,
having an experience

and experiencing
reality all at once.

- Hey, Susan.

Susan, I just wanna say you
have found your haircut.

- What, you think so?

- Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

You could ride this to
70, and you'd be fine.

- Well, I just took a picture
of Tipper Gore into the salon,

and I said, now, I know
it can't be like that,

but try to get it
as close as you can.

And so well, uh...

- Tipper Gore should
bring in a picture of you.

- Stop it.

This night.

- Is there a fucking
gas leak or something?

- It's funny.

I ate all those Steak-Umms,
and I'm still hungry.

- Oh, fuck. These are so good.

- So good.

- And look at the
intricate carvings.

- Yeah.

Yeah, is this some
Illuminati shit?

- That's what I've heard.

Like, if you can decipher
what's on an Oreo,

you can know the mind of God.

- I heard no two
Oreos are alike.

- Hey.

What a great conversation.

- I fucking knew it.

- Oh, shit!
- Hi, Blaire.

- You guys are stoned.

- Look, Blaire, Blaire, it's
a little more complicated.

- No, you fucking swore
it was just for you.

- All right. OK.

I didn't wanna have
to resort to this.

I love you.

See? Now you're not
mad at me anymore.

- And fuck you, by the way.

I've been trying for two weeks

to get Susan to
fix that haircut.

- Blaire, listen.
It's my fault.

He tried to say no,
and I pressured him.

- No, no, no. You're
16, all right?

He's a talking teddy bear.
It's his fucking fault.

- OK, look, look, look. I
think if we all just take

a couple of deep breaths
here and just try...

- Fuck!

Ted?

Come on, where the hell are
you? I just want to talk.

- Yeah, bullshit!

- How the hell did
you get up there?

- Climbed the drainpipe.

- OK, well, why don't
you come on down here

and we can discuss
the situation?

- No, 'cause you're
gonna come at me.

- I-I'm not. I promise.

- It wasn't my fault.

- Oh, my God, your
boy, he's on the roof!

- It's all right, Mrs. Fechko.

- I'll call the fire department!

- That's really not necessary.

- But your son, he's gonna fall!

- He's not.

Yeah, there's a lot here

you're not understanding,
Mrs. Fechhko.

- For God's sake, you've
been listening to the news?

Eisenhower says we
all gotta stay inside!

- Oh, my God!

Ted, get down here, OK?

I'm not gonna talk
to you like this.

- Yeah, well, tough shit.

I'm gonna live up
here from now on.

- That's insane.
You're insane.

- No, I'm not.

I'll get Johnny to bring
me food and maybe even soil

so I can grow crops right
here in the rain gutter.

And if the weather's
temperate, by harvest season,

I'll be able to...

Fuck!

- OK, you little shit, you
are in a lot of trouble.

- Look, it was...

- You gave pot to a 16-year-old.

I mean, what the fuck
were you thinking?

- Well, on the bright
side, he loved it.

- I sold that pot to you.

- Yeah, you were
wrong to do that.

- You do realize I
am now responsible

for introducing drugs
to my underage cousin?

I could be in really
deep shit here.

- Boy, it must be cool being
this tall all the time.

- Get rid of that weed
or so help me God,

you are going in
the fucking dryer.

- Oh, big deal.
I've been in dryers.

- I'll put you in a Matty load.

- OK, fuck. I'll
do it. I'll do it.

OK. So we plant the
weed in my locker.

Then you go to the
principal and rat me out.

She searches my locker, and
boom, it's back to Plinko.

- All right.
- Not yet, not yet.

We gotta wait till
the bell rings.

- Yeah, sorry.
- Just act normal.

Right now, we're just two guys

standing here, having
a conversation.

- Yeah.

About what?

- I don't know. Uh, what's
the last movie you saw?

- Uh, "Alive."
- Which one's that?

- Oh, it's the one where
the rugby team crashes

in the Andes in the '70s
and they ran out of food,

so they had to eat each other.

- You're kidding.
- No, it's a true story.

- Like... like, eat each other
alive like they're trading?

Like, you give me your
hand, I give you my foot?

- No, no.

It's like some of the
guys died in the crash,

and then the ones that survived
had to eat the dead guys.

- Oh, man. Yeah, I...
I couldn't do that.

- Me neither, man.

Plus, it's all dudes,
so it's even worse.

- Yeah... what?

- It's all dudes, you know?

You're eating guys.
It's like double gross.

- Well, I mean... I mean,

I would think it would be
objectionable across the board.

- No, no. Yeah, it would.
It's just like a hat on a hat.

- So if you were on
a plane that crashed

and Tom Hanks and Diane
Keaton were on it too,

and they died and you survived,

who would you eat first?

- Am I the only other
person on the plane?

- Yeah.
- What about the pilots?

- It's an experimental
aircraft, all automated.

- Well, maybe that's
why it went down.

- But the technology still
needed more study, yes,

but the Pentagon was
getting impatient

and they wanted results, so
they pushed up the launch.

- Wait, why wouldn't they have
a seasoned flight crew on board

instead of two actors?

- Oscar-winningactors.

- Fair enough.
- These are taxpayer dollars.

They need the public's interest

or support for the
funding dries up.

- Wait, since when does the
military need public support

to fund experimental aircraft?

- Would you eat Tom
Hanks or Diane Keaton?

- I'd start with Diane

and then if I
didn't get rescued,

I'd move on to Tom.

- Yeah, see?

I think it's weird that
you have an opinion

one way or the other.

OK. Here we go.
Let me have it.

- Man, we really put a dent
in this thing, didn't we?

- Whoa. What have we got here?

- Oh, shit.

- Bennett, you partake?

- Give it back, Clive.

- John Bennett gets high.

Maybe you're not as much
of a pussy as I thought.

- That is a very
important bag of weed.

- Now, I know where
to get a free buzz.

Thanks, Bud.

God damn it, Clive.

We need that weed!

- Teddy!

- Shit.
- Teddy, are you OK?

- What the hell are
you two doing out here?

Get to class now.

- Um, "227" sucks
balls and so do you.

OK, now, you know
I didn't mean that.

I just needed a reason
to be dragged in here.

- Look, you can
trash-talk me, Ted,

but nobody throws
shade at Pearl Shay.

- Yes. I apologize.

We have all benefited from
her windowsill wisdom.

She is a national treasure.

But listen, you gotta
kick me out of school.

- Ted, I already told you.

- I have weed.

- What?

- I am in possession
of marijuana

here on school premises.

- May I see it?

- Well, I... I lost it.

- You lost it?

- Yeah, but... but he
had weed, all right?

I'm a witness.

- I would need to
see the marijuana

for there to be consequences.

- Look, we are
telling you the truth.

- Yeah, I'm a bad
seed. See? Look.

I love you.

Drugs!

I love drugs.

- I'm sorry, boys.

I can't just take your
word that you have pot.

- Ah, this is bullshit,
man. I'm getting railroaded.

- All right, look,
Clive has it, all right?

Go check.
- Clive?

- Yeah.

- Well then, if Clive has
it, he's the one in trouble.

- No, no. It's not his weed.
He was just holding it for me.

- OK. We're done here.

- All right. It's OK.

This motherfucking
bear's got a backup plan.

All right, it's clear.

- Teddy, I don't like
this. It's stealing.

- What am I supposed to
do? Just ask her for it?

She'll shove me in the
dryer with Matty's clothes.

- Well, how bad could that be?

- Matty changed his
pants during dinner.

- Yeah, that's bad.

- All right, let's find it.

- Jesus.
- What?

- There's a whole drawer here
that's just cans of tuna.

- How sad.

Wait. Wait.

Oh, fuck yeah.

- You found it?
- Jackpot.

- Great. Let's go.

Fuck.
- Shit.

- Let's go in here.

- All the way over and dances.

- Hang on a sec.

I think I have a pack
around here somewhere.

- Oh, thank you so much.

The CVS only had
the men's razors,

and I think those
are only for faces.

- There you go.
- Thank you.

- You know, it's
the '90s, Aunt Suze.

You can go without shaving
your legs if you want.

Oh.

When I was in high school,

I used to forget sometimes
and I'd get made fun of.

- Oh, really? I hate that.

- It's probably why I'm so
self-conscious about it.

Can I ask you something?

- Yeah, sure. Anything.

- One of the girls who
used to make fun of me,

her name was Margie Cronin.

She used to call me Sasquatch.

She was so mean to me in school,

and afterward, we didn't see
each other for a long time.

And then about a year ago,

I saw in the flatware
department at Bradley's.

And I saw that
she'd lost a hand.

And I was so happy about it.

Does it make me a
terrible person?

- I don't... I don't think so.

- Because I felt so
awful about my feelings.

And I went to confession
and Father O'Neill said,

"Well, God wouldn't
approve of that."

Maybe this Christmas I
should make her a mitten.

- Uh, maybe.

- With a pretty,
little card that says,

"I'm sorry for your hand."

- I would just let that one lie.

- What was that noise?

- I think someone's
in the closet.

- W-w-what's that?
- It's Mace.

Just be careful.

both: Fuck!
- What the fuck?

- Oh, it burns!

- Why the fuck do you have Mace?

- Why the fuck are
you in my closet?

- What, do you protect your
tuna collection with that?

- Answer the question.

- Why do you have
the fucking tuna?

Are you scared to eat
our food? What is it?

- Answer my question.

Teddy! Teddy, where are you?

- Oh, my God.

Uh, is that mary-ja-wana?

- Oh, shit.

- What are you doing with drugs?

- Aunt Suze.

This is my fault.

- We opened our home to you.

We let you stay
here in our house

so you could go to
that goddamn school.

- I know, Uncle Matty. And
believe me, I am so sorry.

- And you pay us back by
dealing drugs to our son?

- I never wanted John to
get involved, I promise you.

I sold the pot to Ted.

- I never should have
let Johnny try it.

I have failed in my
role as a... a...

a sort of Jiminy Cricket figure.

- I don't know what
the big deal is.

You know, weed's gonna be
legal in like a year anyway.

- It's a gateway drug! They
talk about it on the news!

- Well, what are
we supposed to do?

Start with heroin?

- Well, why in God's name
are you dealing drugs at all?

- My friend, Sarah and I,
we grow it in her apartment,

and we're using the money
to help pay for tuition.

- Well, you... you can't
work at McDonald's?

- It's 15k a year, Matty.

I'd have to sell
myself at McDonald's.

- Oh, you could call
it Filet-O-Flesh.

Is that something?

- She won't even
work, and here we are

putting her up out of the
goodness of our hearts!

- Egg McFuckin', maybe?

- The goodness of your hearts
and a monthly rent check.

- A Quarter To Pound Her?

I... should I stop? I feel
like there's no traction here.

- Matty?

You're charging her rent?

- Yes, I am.

This is my house. I got
the right to charge rent.

- But, Matty, she's family.

- Susan.
- She's our niece.

- Susan, will you be quiet
and let me handle this?

- Hey, don't talk
to her like that.

- Excuse me?

- You do this all the time.

You silence her voice,
you belittle her,

you cut her down, you
treat her like shit.

- I do not.

I love my fucking
wife, and she knows it.

Don't you, Susan?

- I can't believe you'd
make her pay rent.

- Hey, hey, hey, I'm not the
one in the hot seat here.

She's a drug dealer, and I want
her out of this house tonight.

- Matty, please.

- End of discussion! Tonight!

- Come on. Wait.

Christie! That was the
Black Barbie's name.

- Hey, Blaire, uh, can
we talk to you for a sec?

- Sure.

Got a couple minutes
before I become homeless.

- Hey, listen, Blaire.
Uh, I'm really sorry.

- Me too.

- Yeah, well, it's a
little late for that.

- We didn't want you
to have to leave.

Even if your bed is the
size of a pool table.

I mean, that's probably about

the size of a pool table, right?

- Shut the fuck up, Teddy.

Look, we know you're mad
because Dad gave you the boot.

But...
- Yeah, that's not why I'm mad.

You have no idea why I'm mad.

Do you know all the details
of why I've been living here

when my own family
lives 45 minutes away?

I could easily
commute to school,

but my family is fucked,
every one of them.

In case you don't get
the scope of things,

my dad, your Uncle Bernie,
is a drunk and an asshole,

my mom's a psycho lunatic,
and my brother's in prison.

- Jesus. What about your dog?

- Dead.

- Fuck.

- Mom and Dad are
lost causes, but...

I tried so hard
to protect Kevin.

And I couldn't.

He's his parents' son, so
now he's serving ten years

for robbing a Mrs.
Fields at gunpoint

andpossession of crack.

- Well, I mean, Mrs.
Fields and crack.

It's like what's the
difference, right?

Please, continue.

- Look, I just...

I don't want the same
thing to happen to you.

And when I moved
here, I told myself

that I was gonna look after you

and make sure the
fucked up Bennett DNA

didn't get to you too.

And instead, I introduced you

to the wonderful world of drugs.

I'm not mad at you, all
right? I'm mad at myself.

- Look, Blaire, I...

I never expected you to
look out for me like that.

- Just take care of
yourself, all right?

Our family is poison.

Do better than them.

- Where you gonna go?

- Stay with Sarah
for a few weeks.

There's an open spot
near the sativa.

But after that, I don't know.

See you.

- God, Lori Loughlin's
fucking gorgeous.

That woman can do no wrong.

- Hey, don't start jerking off.

- Hey, that poster is
not for jerking off.

It's for imagining being
married, you sick fuck.

- Wow.
- Yeah!

- You... you've
imagined the wedding?

- Well, yeah.

The cover of "People"
magazine's a photo of us,

and it says, "Who's
Loughlin now?"

- So you took her name?

- No, no. But they
need to sell copies.

- Well, it's good to know
you can be both erect

and market-savvy.

Teddy, this
whole Blaire situation

is really shitty.

Yeah, I know.

- I mean, I never knew she
thought of me that way.

It's like a little brother.

I always wanted a
brother or a sister,

and there she was,
right there all along.

- Yeah.

I guess under all that
complaining about racism,

there's actually a
good person in there.

- Teddy, we gotta do something.
I mean, this is our fault.

Like, maybe I can talk to Dad,
get him to change his mind.

- Yeah, good luck. He's
never gonna listen.

- I mean, we can't just lay here

and let her get fucked over.

There's gotta be
something we can do.

- Wait a minute.
You know what?

There is.

We are gonna open the box.

- There you go. I'll
be right outside.

Just let me know
when you're finished.

- Thank you.
- Thanks.

- Did you know that

textile polymers are so thin
nowadays that someone could be

wearing an adult diaper and
no one would even know it?

- What?

- No bulky padding,

no unsightly bulges
in the trousers.

- I... I didn't know that. No.

- It's amazing.

A person, anyone could
be talking to you

and relieving themselves
at the same time.

And you'd never even
know it.

- OK.

- And that's great news.

- Are you wearing a diaper?

- No. Don't make this weird.

- OK.

- I'm just saying

the technology has come so far

that limits practically
don't exist.

It's all about confidence.

So take that long car ride,

climb that mountain, have
that iced tea refill.

- We... we will.

- What limits?

- Jesus, we gotta switch banks.

- Yeah, seriously.

Here it is.

- Yep.

- You're sure you
wanna do this, right?

I mean, once Dad
finds out you have it,

there's no going
back, like ever.

He's gonna go nuts.

- That's why I never told him.

I guess deep down,

I was saving it
for a day like this

when the chips were down
and all hope seemed lost.

- OK.

Good. Let's do it.

- All right, we're done!

Sir?

I need you to open box 1080.

There's a pair of
jeans in there!

- What?
- Just do it!

- What, you're just...
you're just not gonna...

not gonna talk to me for
the rest of your life, huh?

Is that it?

Well, you'd...
you've... you've taken

a... taken a vow of silence,
like a... like a monk, huh?

You're gonna... you're
gonna shave your head too?

'Cause, well, go ahead.

Go ahead, then you
won't... then you won't...

then you won't clog
the shower drain.

What do you guys want?

- I want to cut a deal.

- What? What are
you talking about?

- Let me tell you
a story, Matty.

Back when I was in Hollywood,

I almost made a movie
with Sly Stallone.

- Bullshit.
- No bullshit.

- "Rocky" Stallone?
- Yep.

He came to me with a
project and I said yes.

It was gonna be about
this astronaut cop

and this wisecracking bear.

I was the bear.

And they gotta go to
space to save Christmas,

but then the
"Challenger" exploded,

so they had to
scrap the project.

- Oh, man, what a bummer.

- I know, right?

I mean, that's when
America could have used

a movie like that the most!

Anyway, Stallone felt
really bad about it,

so he gave me this.

- What is it?

- Rocky's mouth guard.

- Fuck you. You're kidding.

- Nope.
- You're shitting me.

- No shit.

- Wait. Does that mean...

- Yes, the one at Planet
Hollywood is a fake.

- Holy...

holy shit!

Holy fucking shit!

- Now, I will give you
this priceless item...

If you give Blaire
another chance.

- Huh?
- Just let her stay.

- Oh.

I don't know.

- Hey, why don't you put it on?

Go on.

That was in Sylvester
Stallone's mouth in 1976.

See how it feels in yours.

- Mmm.

Oh.

Oh, wow.

I feel him.

I... I... I feel
him in my mouth.

- You gotta go the
distance, Matty.

Rocky would never have given up

on his brother's
wife's daughter.

And neither should you.
- No.

- What do you say?

- OK.
- OK, what?

- She can stay.

- Oh, Matty, you mean it?

- Yeah, fuck it.

Oh!

Oh, honey, and no rent?

- Yeah, yeah.
- Right?

- Fine, fine.
- Thank you so much.

- I'm gonna sleep in it.

- Nice job, Teddy.

We did it.
- Yeah, we did.

- You know, I think
you and Stallone

could still make that movie.

- Oh, God. No way. It was
total fucking garbage.

I don't wanna sound crazy,
but I honestly think

Paramount blew up
the space shuttle

so they wouldn't have
to make that movie.

- Jesus, that bad, huh?

- It was that bad, yeah.
- Shit.

- I don't know how
to thank you guys.

I mean, never in a million
years did I expect this.

You know, I was
starting to think

it was impossible for any
of us to break the curse

of the Bennett blood,
but what you did,

it gives me a lot of hope.

Thank you.

- Ah, we were just trying
to make things right.

- No, no, no, no. I...
I mean it, though.

You're not like the
rest of the family.

You've got a shot.

I think of my dad, drunk
on his ratty couch,

watching "Flash
Gordon" or some shit,

but that's not gonna be you.

You... you're gonna do
something with your life.

You're gonna be somebody.

- Thanks, Blaire.

- Just promise me this.

No more drugs. Yeah?

- No more drugs.

- No more drugs.

- Besides pot.

- Besides pot.

- ♪ Flash! ♪

♪ A-ah! ♪

♪ Savior of the universe ♪

♪ Flash! ♪

♪ A-ah! ♪

♪ He'll save every one of us ♪

♪ Flash! ♪

♪ A-ah! ♪

♪ He's a miracle ♪

♪ Flash! ♪

♪ A-ah! ♪

♪ King of the impossible ♪

♪ He's for every one of us ♪

♪ Stand for every one of us ♪

♪ He saves with a mighty hand ♪

♪ Every man, every
woman, every child ♪

♪ It's the mighty flash ♪

♪ Flash! ♪

♪ A-ah! ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Flash! ♪

♪ A-ah! ♪

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