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- All those years have led to this.

All those torturous, delinquent years,

when I was too high to remember have led to this moment,

the most important, lucrative night of my life.

Rabbit, look what you've done.

You've done good, buddy.

You finally moved up and got a piece of the pie.

From living the high life to living the high in life.

Rabbit's back, baby.

- Geez, look at the time, I gotta get going here.

I'm gonna have customers.

I mean, fine dining patrons,

beating down the door in minutes.

I'm sorry, ma'am,

miss, we're not open yet.

You'll have to wait out front

with the rest of the customers in line.

There is a line up front, isn't it?

Geez, I spend a fortune on advertisement.

Oh, please.

Don't cry beautiful lady.

You certainly have a full basket.

They catch the tears.

What's your name young hot lady?

- Thomasina Atkins, people call me Tom.

- I'm rabbit,

I'm the owner of this establishment.

- It's beautiful.

- Thank you.

I spend a freaking fortune on it.

- I can tell.

- Grand opening tonight.

- Oh, it's your big night.

I'm so sorry to cause you any distress.

- Believe me, anybody in this dress is

no problem at all.

What can I do for you?

- I just lost my waitress job down the street

and I'm on a really tight budget,

and now I'm not gonna be able to afford to pay rent,

or keep my bangy thingies in check,

or get any frivolous streaming services

or buy cowboy hats from my lizard.

- Oh, that's a hell of a pickle.

- No, I don't want sex from you, Mr.

- Oh, why should you be different than anyone else?

I got it.

The restaurant opens in a couple of hours,

and I could use all the help I can get.

- Does it look like these hands do dishes?

- No.

- And I do not understand the mysteries of cooking.

- Oh, we have people for that.

- And I don't do that.

- Be a server?

- Heck no.

- Well, what is it that you do?

You do that very well.

- Totally.

- I've got it.

I think I just found my new double D.

Hostess.

- What does, I'll take it.

- Deal.

So, this is where the magic happens.

- Wouldn't that be the kitchen?

- No, this is where they make the food disappear.

A little restaurant humor.

- Very little.

It's so elegant, unless it cost you a fortune.

- It did.

I inherited a small fortune from a nephew who croaked.

- He died?

Aw, he must have loved you so much.

- I never met him.

- You never met him?

- No, I was too busy getting high over multiple dimensions.

It's a long story.

I'd love to share with you over coffee one day.

- That's okay.

- Okay.

I'm not going back to the old Rabbit.

- Then don't.

- So,

would you like to meet the rest of the crew and...

- Let's do it.

- This way.

Girls, ladies, let me introduce you

to our new,

a person at the front of the house, Tom Atkins.

Girls,

are you texting each other?

You could just talk to each other,

it's not that hard.

Okay, good.

Well, they're busy right now.

They're prepping for the big opening.

- Obviously.

- Let me show you to the heart and soul, the kitchen.

You're gonna love our new chef.

- Oh, is he well known?

- She, and she is known across space and time.

- Wow, girl power, all right.

- Yes.

Here it is.

- A word with you, Rabbit.

- In a moment.

First, I want you to meet Tom.

Tom, this is Sal,

the best cook who answered my one ads, Sal Monella.

- Your name is Sal Monella?

- That is correct.

- You have Sal Monella in your kitchen.

- I have spread myself

over every inch of every surface of this establishment.

- You got a problem or...

- I just wouldn't tell the diners that.

- Pleased to make your acquaintance .

- Maybe later.

- Your name is Tom, is it?

- It is.

- And yet you are a woman, allegedly.

- Definitely.

- I'll be watching you.

- Good to know.

- Sal, you wanted a word with me?

- Permission to speak commandant.

- Granted.

- This is union,

this chef is unacceptable.

- If you're talking union, you are like banging her,

yes, it's very unacceptable.

- I am not stopping, nor will I ever stop it.

- Then what's the problem.

- I am quite notorious for my food, yeah?

- Yeah.

- My food, ridiculous on this eyes, yeah?

Yeah. - Yeah, yes.

- Like clockwork, yeah?

Yeah.

- Yeah, yes.

- Just like this time piece,

which has survived many of wars

and been handed down to me throughout the generations.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock,

tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock...

- What's the problem, Sal?

- This is suicide.

I cannot work with that bitch.

- But you've just met, Tom.

- Not a confusingly named woman.

Her.

- That's right, it's me motherfuckers.

What's that sour eating bitch

complaining about now?

- You lack the kitchen acumen to which I am accustomed.

- You slang slack at the penitentiary, Pretzel Boy.

- We Germans do not look to the past,

it is full of strife from darkness,

only to the future.

But yeah, yeah,

I trained and horned my skills there.

- Dropping the soap is not a skill.

It's a choice .

- Or I can slit your tiny little throat.

- Guys, guys, we gotta learn to get along.

At least just for tonight, it's important to me.

So maybe it's just first night jitters.

- Sal does not jitter.

- That's not what inmate number 5727543 said.

- I cannot work under these conditions, Rabbit.

- Bitch, bitch, bitch. - Everybody, please.

- Not today, Satan.

Not today, Satan.

You got this, Rabbit, you got this, Rabbit.

Don't go back to your old ways.

I almost had a moment.

- So, how do we course correct?

- Man, we just gotta work together,

just for tonight, I beg of you.

- You beg, Sal Monella?

- Yes.

- You need Sal Monella, no?

- No, yes.

- Fuck yes.

- We're good.

- Want to hug it out?

- The Germans do not hug.

- You sure?

- Never, never ever.

- Then we're good.

- Yeah, we're always good.

- So why don't you whip up something as a trial

or get the kinks worked out.

- Such a treat for you.

You hang on, I'll be right back.

- Take it easier on my guy, will you?

- As if?

- Please.

- Okay, I'll lay off that masturbate race motherfucker.

- Thank you.

- More time for me to plan on taking over the world.

- We're over that now.

This is a restaurant.

- With a side of cosmic domination.

- We're legit now, remember?

- Oh, you're no fucking fun anymore.

- Just stick to the recipes we labored over.

- I am, dickhead.

- I'll be waiting outside.

Girls, you think you might wanna try on your uniforms?

- You are so screwed, aren't you?

- I'm just circling the toilet waiting for the big flush.

- Or, you can pick yourself up and go kick some ass tonight.

- You're the only one that's ever believed in me.

- If you say so.

- Do you really think I can do it?

- Okay, dick,

let's put our differences aside

and do this for that dumb motherfucker,

for the Rabbit.

You're down?

- I'm down, for the Rabbit.

- Good, let's start with the French onion soup.

- In French they call it zup.

- Then we'll serve up a .

Next course will be a goddamn .

- I like it.

- And finish off

with a motherfucking beef burger .

How do you like that shit?

- My taste buds are good .

- Then burst a move.

- Yeah.

- What's the fucking problem?

- Yeah, they came.

- What's the fucking problem?

- The ingredients are .

- Say what?

- There are no ingredients, except for this.

- Fucking Rabbit.

- We can't go on.

- Baby, you tripping.

- We must forfeit.

- Well, we're going, all right?

You think you're some posh motherfucking chef?

Well, then, prove it.

- We are not serving farty cowboys.

- Somehow, some way, make it happen crowd mouth.

- Where did you go?

- It's pretty fancy, huh?

- It's nice as heck.

- Now what?

- Oh, I think we are supposed

to put it on the table, okay.

1, 2, 3. - 1, 2, 3.

- Oh, I can smell it.

It smells good, huh?

- Almost.

Top off.

- Vanessa.

- Idiot, she means this.

- What the hell is that?

- It looks like beanie weenie to me.

- That's not a French dish, I can't pronounce.

Sal, Sal...

What the hell happened, fuck dude.

- You will address me as chef dude, I earned it.

- You've earned a boot of your nut sack,

is what you've earned.

- You trusted in me.

- You will, this is no time for jokes.

- I assure you this is knock, knock, knock.

- Ebee, please explain.

- You didn't place

the motherfucking food order motherfucker.

- I thought you were gonna do it.

- I was, but you said you'd take care of it.

- I assumed you'd know I'd mess it up and do it anyway.

- Well, I tried to give

your dumb ass the benefit of the doubt.

- So it's your fault.

- Not me, scrotum face.

- What are we gonna do?

We're opening soon, proto.

- We don't have time to hit the grocery store,

and there's no time to order in.

- We can't close, all the VIPs will be here.

Oh geez, Louise.

- You know, maybe...

- Get your...

Oh just show me a sign that everything's gonna be alright.

Oh don't show me a sign that everything will be okay.

You have a plan?

- We must make do with the beans on the French .

- Don't worry your old ass.

Ebee's got a motherfucking plan.

- I've heard that before.

- Just run your show and we'll run ours.

These will be the best beans

and tiny dick sausages they've ever eaten.

- My high standard indeed.

- No, get out,

we've got work to do.

- He helps this, he helps this, he helps this.

Ebee, how are we going to win this war?

- White people don't know how to eat anyhow,

and that's a fact jerk.

It's all about the picture, or if it makes them happy.

- Yeah, but we are still working with beans on

or not even the German quality, I might add.

I'm not happy.

- Yeah, I got a secret ingredient.

It's a happy spice.

- , sumac, .

- Weed, motherfucker.

- Lots and lots of exotic weed.

- Cushy.

- Phones down.

Phones down, please.

Come on, this is important.

Attention.

- Oh I have adde.

- Oh, I have adhd.

- I mean, stand up straight, arms to the side.

We must all adhere to the exacting standards of the owner,

the master of the restaurant.

- Isn't that you?

- Sure, it is.

Our appearance must be as meticulous as our food,

and that's gone down the tube.

So we have to look extra good.

Nails.

On point, smiles.

Outstanding.

Boobies.

- No.

- Worth the shot.

Where's Tom?

- Coming.

- Wow. - Oh, where'd you get that?

- Just a little something I threw together.

Do you like it?

- Rabbit wanna grab it.

- How about no.

- As you all know, this is a big night for me,

for all of us.

I need this to work for so many reasons.

- Beanie weenies.

- Thanks for reminding me.

The deck is clearly stacked against me, food-wise.

So it all comes down to excellent service.

That's where we'll win.

Vanessa, Nicky.

- Huh?

- I'm screwed sideways up the bean hole.

It's time.

- What's wrong.

- Mother hovered in a barb wire thong.

What am I gonna do?

- Here's what you're gonna do.

You're gonna pull up your adult diapers,

and then you're just gonna go do it.

- And then what?

- And then do it again.

- And then what?

- Repeat as necessary.

- A little kiss?

- Oh but don't do that again.

- Best pep dog never.

Rabbit's got this.

It's the moment of truth.

Little drum roll please.

And here we go.

- Oh, I'm really not good with word scrambles,

...

I don't get it.

- Lelapin Haut.

It means a high rabbit.

- Catchy.

- Because we serve high cuisine and such.

- And shouldn't it be called Rabbit's bean hole?

- Nobody wants to eat that.

- You said it.

- Just open the door, Major Double D.

- Major D.

- Wow, it's right across the street from Gucci.

- Isn't that so cute.

- Hi.

- Oh, I love it. - Hi.

Oh, get one, get one.

There you go.

- Did you guys come in here on purpose?

- Yeah, of course.

- Is someone chasing you?

Should I call the feds?

- We heard this is the new hot shot.

- From who?

- Can you get us in or not?

- Lemme check.

As luck would have it,

I can squeeze you in, but just barely.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

- Don't push that button.

- Why?

- We got some suckers.

I mean, diners.

- Look alive everybody.

- Back to your stations.

- We're in business bitches.

- Your server will be right with you guys.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

- It's so exciting.

I think I'll frame their money from the bill,

first dollar from the first customer.

- They're dining dashers.

I know the type, I am one.

- Where's Vanessa and Nikki?

- Oh fuck, fuck, fuck.

- That's okay, I'll do it.

- I took the liberty of making you some new menus.

- Thank you very much.

- Oh, no.

- It's gonna be okay.

- Some shit gonna lit up seats.

I'm so fucking high.

- Good evening ladies.

- Who are you?

- My name is Rabbit.

This is my establishment.

Being you're our first customer,

I thought I would wait on you myself

for excellent tip top service.

- Aww, yay.

- Get it?

Tip top.

- How did you get this job again?

- Maybe you don't get it.

That's okay.

What can I get you, ma'am?

- I'll have the weenies and beans please.

- Oh, excellent choice.

And for you young lady?

- I think I'll have the number one.

- Oh, equally scrumptious choice.

- I can't decide between the number one or the number two.

- I assure you the number two is just

as excellent as the number one.

- Okay, I'll get the number two then.

- Okay, excellent choice.

I couldn't have chosen better myself.

- Wait, you didn't write any of this down.

- No need.

- Ooh.

- You're good.

- You're pretty.

I'm gonna share my tips with you.

- Okay, I probably won't share mine with you.

- Okay.

- Let me just get this to the kitchen.

We got some, we got some.

- Well, lay it on us.

- What?

- The orders, what are they getting?

- I forget.

- They only have the one thing.

It's not what they got, it's how many?

- 1, 2, 3,

4, 5, 6.

- 6?

Well, that's a great start.

- No, it's three.

- I just saw you count to six.

- I was counting boobies, three girls,

six boobies as three girls is three, three orders.

- It must be that new fucking meth.

Then order up three of that shit.

- Is it ready?

- Yeah, we all go.

- The hell we are.

I haven't even checked the dishes yet motherfucker,

wink wink.

- My plating standard is above grade across the board.

- I must approve all dishes, wink,

leaving this wink kitchen motherfucker, wink, wink.

- Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, I see.

- Are we ready or not?

- Turn around Rabbit.

- Good to go.

Bon appetit, bitches.

- You're acting very sketchy for a legit business

that isn't based on weed.

Ladies dinner is served.

Aren't you gonna taste it?

- Oh, we don't actually eat food.

- Well...

- Yeah, no, we just take photos of it.

- What do you mean, you have to eat.

- We just live off supplements and brain water.

- I'm not sure if that's working.

Here, now, let's do the Rabbit .

- Oh my God.

- Wow.

- Really?

- Mmh.

- Lemme try.

- Yeah, it's so good.

- So silly.

- Oh my gosh, stop it.

There's no way, that's so much better than vitamins.

- I know.

- Oh my gosh.

- I think they like it.

- Is it getting hot in here?

- Yeah. - It is amazing.

It is amazing.

- Yes, yes, my God.

Oh my God, anyone else getting a little bit horny?

- Oh yeah.

- Maybe a lot of it.

- Amazing.

- I already put my foot on side break.

- Oh yeah. - This beans are amazing.

- We actually have customers.

- They're all here to support you.

- I'm so happy, I could kiss you.

- Could you go back to being sad then?

- I'd be so sad, I'd wanna kiss you.

- Be like me, feel nothing.

- Well, thank you for joining us.

- I tell you what,

I wouldn't miss this for the world.

- Shall do tell, we've been camped on kitty corner

for several weeks just waiting

for this shin dig to dig it shins,

I tell you what?

- Huh.

- You've been camped out on the street for weeks, literally?

- Tell you what?

The truck nuts fell off the .

And we sent her out to fetch and found that...

- Ended up being a great spot for business.

- Lots of Johns with D buckets churching,

I tell what you what.

- For I tell you what a virtual

goldmine of a fishing hole if you tell what I'm telling.

- I do not, walk this way.

- Oh. - That I can try.

- Dear all 12 of you, I am at...

And I tell you what social media land,

we is moving on up.

That's right.

Daddy got a brand new booty ladies.

I tell you what, that's right.

- Tag me on that, tag me.

- Thank you my lady.

- Wait, I tell you this place is fancy as .

- I bet you, we see some stars

what from them picture shows tell you.

- I'm here to tell you, I bet we do.

- Do tell.

- Told and done.

- Tell it.

- Done and told.

- Tell.

- I'll tell you how much I appreciate

this night with you my sweet.

- It weren't nothing, no.

- Oh, I'm telling you it's something.

You told me you were standing your ground.

Didn't tell about the plight to the common worker,

and getting told enough to tell.

- You told her I did tell too.

- It was a lost leader.

- I tell you what, due to inflation

we done up the prize of that honeypot to 10 full cent.

Yeah, double the price of admission and don't tell, yeah.

- My gutter feels like Kim Kardashian.

- I tell you what, Kim Kardashian is rough, bumpy,

and needs a shot of a week.

Oh, that's a day of going Kim Kardashian.

- You tell it.

- You're Kim Kardashian.

- Told.

- Oh, you're so sweet to me.

- I'm telling you true, sweety.

If it weren't for you,

we wouldn't be here

eating these fine vitals and in our Sunday best, I tell.

- Tell you what,

we is riding high on the ding, dang wing, won hog.

- I tell you, I concur.

- I see.

- Well, here's all the papers with the food words.

- Okay.

- We will be having the most expensive roadkill

this menu done told,

thanks to this working girl who works it.

And our venture into cryptocurrency

has been quite profitable, I tell you what?

- Oh right, you're not in like Bitcoin or whatever?

- I Gotta tell you, I'm not sure what to tell that is,

but it was his idea

to pick the pockets of the dead people we find in the alley.

- Great, I'm literally gonna go do anything else.

- It is sustainable as fuck, I tell you.

- You done told her.

- Like to at, like I see you.

- There's something so mysterious

and sexy about that eye patch.

- I'm keep an eye out for you.

- Oh. - Oh my gosh.

- Daddy.

- Oh.

- Okay.

- Hey, make sure you're stirring those beans upright.

- Stop staring me up.

- What?

- Stop staring me up, chef.

- That's more like it, schnitzel dick.

- God's speed my friends.

- Cool, that's a bet you're gonna lose.

- That looks good, I tell you.

I tell what, you don't told.

- I propose a toast, if I don't tell.

- I see it, I'm about to tell.

- I tell you, I'm about to tell.

- Tell it.

- I'm gonna tell you.

- Tell it.

- I tell you what?

I forgot what I was gonna tell.

- Beautiful words, I tell you.

- Thank you.

- Cheers.

- Tell you what, let's chow.

- Oh, sweet relief.

- Better than awesome, I tell you.

- Do tell,

food in this establishment is like your .

It's got prizes in it.

Usually wedding bands.

I ain't never got a time piece before, I tell you what.

- I tell you the time that shoe fell out.

- Tell you what, that was a work boot.

- Ooh, I love how you stuck weenie in your mouth.

- Oh.

- Wow, where'd they get her a .

- Welcome to Lelapin.

Here you go.

- It took you long enough.

- I'm sorry.

- Yeah, you are actually.

Is this a joke?

- No, I don't think so.

- You know what?

Don't get smart with me you little bitch, all right?

It's not my fault that you make the minimum wage.

You could at least crack a smile.

I come here a lot, all right,

and I spend a lot of money here.

- Oh, we've only been open for an hour.

- Get your manager.

Are you the manager?

- Oh no.

- Now, stop fucking around and go get your manager.

- I'm not in trouble, am I?

I can't go back to prison bath fights.

- Geez.

- What seems to be the problem here, miss?

- You're the manager?

- Actually, I'm the owner.

- Another smart ass, I see.

And what the hell's going on with these whores over here?

Got their titties out.

- They're French.

- My kid doesn't need to see that, okay?

Look at them.

- Your kid?

- Don't talk about my family, okay?

- What exactly is it that you want?

- Don't interrupt me again,

I'm the customer and I pay your salary, okay?

- Not if you don't order.

- I'm trying to make a point, all right?

Like the point on your head.

- Then make it.

- I'll just take the number one, and make it quick, okay?

Because I have places to go,

people to see, and things to do.

- Right away.

- Why are you still standing there?

- Shell-shocked.

- Chop-chop, okay?

My husband is a lawyer.

- Ass hole.

- He be coming baby, just like that.

Don't fuck that bread up.

- I assure you, my knife skills are second to none.

- You don't have time for no motherfucking break.

Get back to work to chickenstein.

- Are you on break really?

Sorry, high fives are for winners.

- How does my hair look?

- It's really good, you look so cute.

- Hey, we're here, it's Barbie and Kendra.

- Reservations for two, please.

- Yay.

- This is like so exciting.

- Oh look at that table cloth.

- Oh, and she's so much better than our couch.

- Does the red clash with my pink though?

- No.

- Okay.

- Definitely not, you look so cute.

- You too.

- Your server will be with you, maybe, eventually.

- Thank you.

- Thanks.

- Oh my God, this is so exciting.

- I know.

Can you believe this is really happening?

- No, we haven't been out since the pandemic.

- Unless you count deep space and...

- No, no, no, we don't mention that.

I want that to be like a distant memory.

- Totally, totally, totally.

It's been like two years since we got dressed up.

- Yeah, but admit it, we always look fab.

- Okay, I admit it to the max.

- And we didn't even put on any pandemic weight.

I mean, look at this dress,

it fits me like it's a dream.

- It's because all we had to eat was

like gummy llamas and the water.

- Oh true.

- But I got my coca boobs.

- Yeah, you did.

- I just have my COVID socks.

Gotta keep a perky.

- Good track.

- So is this like the new normal?

- What, looking cute in chewing and doing?

It's always been our normal.

- say high five. - Say high five.

Wait,

can we do this in real life now?

- I mean, I think so.

But it'd like so weird.

- Yeah, I haven't touched another person in like two years.

- Why your face?

You were like totally all over that.

- Oh, that was not personal,

that was called essential work.

- Okay.

- Get up, get up.

- Okay, 1, 2, 3.

- High five. - High five.

- Kiss in them .

- Oh my God, my purse's on the floor.

- Oh my God.

- Oh my God.

- It's him, it's him.

- It really is him.

Oh what, he's like so much taller than on TV.

- Yeah, that's because it was only a 32-inch TV, duh.

He's like so much hotter than on Zoom.

- Oh so much way hotter.

- Thanks.

- Did he hear us?

- I don't know, are we live?

- Our mics must be on.

- Hey girls,

Barbie and Kendra, right?

What are you doing here?

- I like totally dunno how to navigate real life anymore.

- No.

- Do you mind if I sit down?

I can't seem to find my party.

- Oh, we're your party now tiger.

- Put the mute button for .

- Yes, sit, sit, sit.

- I cannot believe that you're here.

- I'm here.

- It's so amazing.

- Oh, hi, here's your food.

- Oh yeah. - Thank you.

- But we haven't ordered yet.

- Yeah, but this is what you would've ordered, right?

- True.

- I'm gonna get you.

- So how've you been like?

- Tell us everything.

- Been great, just babysitting cats.

- Babysitting cats.

- I still have that passion, yeah.

- Wait, so did I hear that

you're like you like drive and race cars?

- I do, I have modified that.

I have to guy drive,

but I drive a race car in a lower class,

yeah. - Oh wow.

- And that's amazing.

- Coolest thing ever.

- That's sexy. - I've had

that passion before cats.

I've actually been racing for many, many years.

- Seriously?

- Yeah.

- Wow.

- Yeah.

- How did you get into that?

- Just had to stay alive.

You gotta find things for habits to keep you alive,

and racing was it.

I was at a point in my life where everything was depressing,

nothing worked,

I couldn't do nothing,

and bam, I found racing and loved it ever since.

- Wow. - So cool.

- Yeah, some people can't believe I can drive like this.

I do.

- You're like amazing.

You're so amazing.

- I don't know about that, but...

- It's cool.

- I never give up.

- So how's Joey .

- He's hanging in there.

He's had some issues, he's been in solitary a lot,

but he's never seen the whole version of tiger come in.

- What? - What?

- Yeah, yeah, they keep him locked up

in solitary quite a bit 'cause of popularity.

- Oh my gosh,

but good thing he looks good in orange.

- Yeah.

- So I have to ask this

and I'm sure everybody asked you this,

but what was up with the fire, and who did it?

- Oh my gosh, in the first episode

there's a producer on there and his name's Kirk,

and we have video footage of him going

in front of the office at the same time

that the fire was at night, like four in the morning.

And he's walking in front of the cameras.

- What?

- That seems like proof right there.

- No, he left the country.

There's a whole safe missing,

with hard drives in it, and he left the country.

- He fled.

- To a country where he can't be extradited back so...

- Wait, there's a safe missing

with stuff inside of it? - There's a whole safe

missing with footage.

And he did a documentary,

and some of that footage I believe is on that documentary.

- Scandalous.

- So how about like,

do you wanna tell me a story about

how Joey like banged all those boys?

- Oh yeah, we called them puppies.

- Puppies?

- Puppies, like dogs. - Yeah, like dogs.

- Wooden dogs?

- Wooden dogs, it was usually 18-year olds to 19-year olds.

- Oh my gosh.

- And we call them puppies

'cause we bring one in the front door

and then one would be going out the back door.

So you gotta kind of sneak them in and out so...

- Oh my God.

- What? - So the other one

don't know about the other one, yeah.

- Wait, he's going out of his door?

- No, the house door.

- Okay.

- Maybe his door.

- Oh snap.

- Yeah. - Wow.

- TMI for me.

- Yeah.

- That sounds like your room in high school.

- What the fuck are you looking for?

You're missing bones?

- My lucky watch, it's gone.

- You don't need that motherfucker.

- My hand is for reserved, I cannot go on.

- Would you just chill the fuck out

and relax for a motherfucking minute?

- It is impossible.

- The magic was in you all along,

not some motherfucking clock.

- You think so?

- Oh I know so, just relax and breathe.

Oh maybe the fuck nah.

- Here you go.

- You're shitting me, right?

- What now?

- This doesn't look like the picture.

- We don't have pictures.

- Then you changed it, okay?

I've seen better food at the zoo.

- From the hippo den, I presume.

- What?

Get your manager.

- I am the manager.

- I know the owner.

- Boom, I'm the owner.

- I could have got this cheaper down the street,

you kidding me?

- Then why don't you do that?

Look, lady, there it is, if you like it,

and there it is, if you don't.

- Well, I'll never, okay?

- That's obvious.

Pay up, leave a nice tip

for the lady you insulted or wear it.

- I'm not paying for this.

- Well, you've made your choice.

- I am never coming here again.

- That's the most reasonable thing you've said all night.

- Rabbit.

- I've dealt with pissed off bombs and sexy hell,

have been covered in alien splooge,

but nothing could prepare me for a Karen.

- Yeah, Rabbit, push that motherfucker.

Push it, push it real good,

then I'll be running this restaurant

right into the motherfucking ground.

- You're right.

I can't do it.

There's too much right to go on this.

Thank you, Ebee.

- Fuck, did I just say that shit out loud?

I thought I was just thinking that motherfucker.

- I know you have definitely projected that.

- Well, goddamn, we'll project your on those beans weenie.

- Cheers. - Yeah,

and we definitely have to do it again.

- I know, it's so fun. - Cheers.

- Oh my gosh, I got my fringe in your beans.

The fringy beans?

- Is that the bill?

- Yes it is, and it's no hurry.

And I really appreciate you supporting me today,

I really do. - Let me get that.

- Oh. - Oh no.

- It's on us.

- Yeah, we totally got it.

- Would this be cash, ass or grass?

But no grass, I'm legitimate now.

- Just lemme dig in my purse and find my wallet,

right, Kendra, my wallet.

- Oh yeah.

- Okay, grab my hands.

- What the hell was that?

Some kind of flashback?

- Hey.

- Hi, you have to excuse me.

It's not every day a fellow sees

such a beautiful, sensuous woman like yourself.

Where's my manners?

I'm rabbit.

- I know, we've met.

I'm still Rhonda Vu.

- Oh Rhonda Vu,

how's it hanging?

- Low, and to the left.

You and I never finished what we started in Vegas.

- We didn't?

Why is that?

- Because you ran off

screaming like a little bitch.

- I did?

But we had a heck of a conversation, right?

- Oh.

- Does this still bother you?

- Who cares, it's just skin.

- Enjoy.

- Oh thanks.

Oh dude, it looks so yummilicious.

- Oh completely suckerlicious.

Let's dig in.

- I did that.

Oh I can almost taste it.

- Yeah, almost.

It's like as close as we're gonna get, bro.

- Hummer, dude.

- We're in gnarly.

- Well, how about like a toast?

- Oh.

- Hi. - You can call.

- I don't know about you,

but I'd let him possess this pussy any day.

- This totally sucks.

- Being a ghost is just like all one big suck.

Bro, it was a total ghostly toast as bros, bro.

- You took the words right outta my mouth.

At least it still smells good.

- You can smell it?

- A ghost can dream.

- Yeah.

- A ghost can dream.

- Somebody left their food.

- What the heck was that?

- Sexy hell, they must have ordered to go.

- Sal.

- .

Ebee, we've been through a lot of rough years together,

but you really pulled through for me tonight.

I wanna thank you.

- Well, about fucking time.

- Going legit was the best decision I ever made.

- Well, I can't believe I'm saying this, but congrats.

You deserve everything you get, dick face.

- I do deserve everything I get, don't I?

- Everything, motherfucker.

- I've been so busy, I'm a bit .

I haven't even tasted the food, Sal?

- Oh.

Weed, glory is weed.

- That's right.

You thought you could make it without me and my weed.

You thought wrong, motherfucker.

You're nothing without Ebee.

- How could you?

This is my one chance.

- And you won motherfucker, be grateful.

- I'm just beside myself.

- Oh, yes.

- I gotta say, you really pulled it off.

- I did?

- There he is.

There's the jerk.

- Keep it still in the bathroom.

- Oh my gosh, she's gonna see this?

- What seems to be the problem officers?

- This lady with nothing else going on in her life

has filed a report against this establishment.

- I want him fired.

- You can't fire me, I own this establishment.

- Sir, now that I look around myself,

there is some merit to what she's told us.

- Are you running some kind of house of ill repute?

- Oh no, they're just high.

- Say it again, sir.

- No.

Oh, here, try some of our fine cuisine,

I think you'll love it.

- That's my high grade local, try it.

- Jam, that's good shit.

But still you're going to have to come with us.

- Give me a second.

- Oh yes, suck it up real good.

That's what I'm talking about, yeah.

- Weed, weed, glory is weed.

- You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can

and will be used against you in a court of law.

- Look at him .

- Sir, do you understand?

- Do you need an interpreter?

- Oh shit, I done seen that fucking look before.

- Is he okay?

- Is he gonna spontaneously combustor something?

- Oh Lord, he's gone.

That's some serious nothing head shit.

Something's fucky, he's still here.

- Well, I'll be dipped in dog shit.

What's up Lindsay Brohan,

mind if I partook?

That is some sweet broccoli.

- , is it really you?

- You're goddamn right, it is Bernie Sanders.

Miss me?

- Oh yes.

- Hell no.

- Well, it's nice to see you too, Ebee.

- Ew, likewise bitch boy.

- Barnell how did you get from here to here?

- No clue man, but I am stoked to be here.

- That'll be a motherfucker, reverse nothing head.

Shit, I didn't even think that was possible.

- Trust me, your head is not the place

anyone wants to call home.

You are crazier than Amanda Binds.

So talk to me, goose, everything good?

- Oh, not so much.

- Come here you big pervert, give me some bromance.

- We're tired of this love affair,

we're gonna go ahead and cuff you.

- Hey, hey, slow your fucking roll,

and hold down to your tits.

Time to turn up the heat, color us motherfucking God.

- Oh, the heck?

- He was gonna trap us in his head forever.

I don't want no part of that syphilis shot hole.

No fucking way.

We in my world now, forever.

- Is there a salon here?

- I don't know why I even try.

You can't teach an old rabbit new tricks.

This is where I've always belong.

- Amen to that weedle juice.

- You better be happy because this is it, ain't no more.

- This is really it?

- This is the big fucking finale.

- I'm so fucking done, we're all done.

- Hold on, one last thing before we go,

what if I told you you never existed in the first place?

You're just a figment of my imagination this time.

We're all just one bad motherfucking tree.

- I'm cool with that.

- Weed is life.

Yes indeed.

- Whoa, what the fuck happened here?

- I don't know.

It looks like we missed all the fun though.

- Oh shit.

All dressed up no place to go.

- Oh fuck my ass.