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Previously on "Reaper"...

Sam.

Is this a carjacking? Are you carjacking me?

I'm the Devil.

Before you were born, your mom and I sold your soul to the Devil.

You're just gonna bring escaped souls back to hell.

- That's cool, right? - How am I supposed to capture them?

This will help. A vessel.

Place the vessel on the mat.

So they're not all little vacuums?

The boss gives you the vessel he thinks you can handle.

You must be a real moron.

Explain to me how you chopped some guy's head off.

When a soul escapes from hell I have to capture it.

What you saw us doing the other day, that was an escaped soul.

- Sam works for the Devil. - Tony is a demon.

He's a demon from hell.

- I believe you. - You are the son of Satan, Sam.

Evidently I'm destined to end the world.

Well, you're not really very good at anything.

So you'll probably screw that up too.

Word of caution:

I don't accept failure.

Ever.

"Dear Andi, you may be wondering

why I'm writing you this letter instead of calling you.

The truth is, if I called you now

you'd convince me to come home.

But I still need time to reflect on my father's death,

having my soul sold out from underneath me,

what it means to be the bounty hunter for hell.

But every time I hit a rough patch I think of you

and I continue on because l..."

- What the hell are you guys reading? - What?

Is that... is that the letter I wrote to Andi?

Sock, you were supposed to mail that.

What? Oh, dude, I forgot. I'm sorry.

Wait, that was in Tahoe, right?

Because in my own defense, I forgot my name in Tahoe.

You guys, Andi thought we were gonna be gone for two weeks.

It's been four weeks, Sock, and she doesn't know where we are.

All right, look. This is not a problem. We hop in the car right now,

drive 90 the whole way there, we'll be there in two days tops.

Unless we go to SeaWorld.

Yeah.

Okay, no SeaWorld. Fine.

Wait. So where did we land

on the whole telling-Andi- I'm -the-Devil's -son thing?

Oh, I think we decided she was gonna be shocked,

then confused, then she'd probably stab you in the face.

- Right. - Don't tell her, Sam.

Not now. I mean, we have to figure out what it all means first.

Yeah, but I don't want to keep another secret from her.

Want to bring her a bag of chips?

A little salt and vinegar to say I'm sorry?

Sock, no. Shut up.

- Yeah, all right. - Attaboy.

- Now you're thinking. - Yeah.

Andi.

Hey, I'm...

Got something for you.

They evicted you from your apartment.

I went by and got whatever I could.

Oh.

Um, thank you.

The answering machine is probably full.

I mean, I left a ton of messages, which you can ignore now.

Andi, I'm so sorry, okay?

I wrote you this letter but Sock forgot to mail it.

You gave Sock a letter

to mail?

Well, yeah.

Okay, well, let me ask you this:

If there was an emergency,

let's say life or death situation,

would you call Sock?

Probably not.

Say you wanted somebody to make you a piece of toast.

- Would you call Sock? - I would not, no.

Well gee, Sam, thanks.

I mean, I feel really valued

that you would give the most responsible person

a letter to mail me so I don't worry about you.

I... put a stamp on it myself.

It doesn't even matter.

Oh, but there is one bit of...

one bit of information.

Ted fired the three of you

and is going to have you arrested

if you trespass and show your face around here.

I don't care about that.

No. No, you don't really care about anything, do you?

- Andi. - Welcome back.

God.

No money, no job,

no place to live.

My girlfriend froze me out pretty hard.

My crimper! I thought I lost this.

Yeah, I use a crimper sometimes, okay?

It adds to my mystique.

I'm gonna say it.

I'm glad we got evicted. That place ate it.

Now we can finally rent a mansion like we always talked about, right?

We never talked about that.

Sock, we don't have jobs. We can't rent anything.

Okay, Uncle Sam, suggestions?

I don't know. Maybe we should just all live

at one of our parents' houses for now.

We can't stay at my grandmom's house.

She's getting pretty senile. She just bought a gun.

Okay, so that's a no. Sock, you, what's your deal?

What? No. My new lame stepdad lives there... Morris.

Oh yeah, he's probably having sex with your mom all the time.

Ben, she don't...

they don't do that. My mom doesn't even have a...

she doesn't... no. Ew, no, okay? No.

Sure, Sock.

You know what? You guys are right.

We should move back into my place.

It'll stop any and all boot knocking activities forever.

Let's go.

Mama.

It's your little Sock Puppet here to move back in.

Ma.

Ma, come on, open the door.

You're making me look dumb in front of my friends.

Ma.

What do you want?

Who are you?

- Who are you? - I'm Sock.

- Open the door. - No.

No? Why don't you go get my mom for me?

- Who's your mom? - Judy Wysocki.

So open the door.

No one mentioned any Sock.

I find that hard to believe.

My mom brags about me all the time.

She didn't mention her little Sock Monkey?

Hmm? Johann Sebastian Sock?

Sockrates? Come on!

All right, well, looks like we're sleeping in my car.

- Never. - We just slept in Sam's car for four weeks.

Well, never again.

You are a problem solver.

All right, gents, The Work Bench is our oyster to be shucked.

- What aisle are the cots in? - Aisle 10.

Good, what aisle are the blankets and pillow in?

- Aisle 5. - No no, not those crappy foam ones.

- The down ones. - Oh, aisle 6.

- All right, whiskey? - Ted's office, bottom left drawer.

Good. Let's rock and roll.

- I'm gonna go to aisle 16. - What's there?

- New doors. - Safety first, I like it, Sam.

Good thinking.

Well, would you look at that.

The prodigal son has returned.

I'm just kidding.

I knew the real prodigal son, you know.

The dude was an ass.

Super needy.

So welcome home, buddy.

So tell me all about your big trip.

Uh, it was good.

That's it? Good?

I let you take a month off and you just come back with good?

Come on, details. Details.

Yeah, we drove almost all the way to Texas.

- Okay. - And, uh...

spent a bunch of quality time with Sock and Ben.

Of course, of course.

Did a lot of thinking.

I got to tell you, man, your trip sounds like a real snore-fest.

Did you at least get a hooker in Reno?

No.

Well, I guess we all make mistakes.

Regardless, vacation's over.

Take a peek.

What the hell is this?

The man with the ink is Derek McCarthy.

In life he was a gang leader, a cop killer,

a general all-around psycho with a thirst for violence,

as you can see.

For you.

A little welcome-home gift.

Oh, you look like a fairy princess.

- What is it? - A cattle prod.

I know it may not look impressive,

but it packs quite a zap.

And I'm supposed to catch that behemoth with just this?

No, of course not. Don't be silly.

You're supposed to catch all those behemoths with that.

- All of them? - Hey, man,

you're the one that wanted to go on vacation.

That's impossible. There's got to be 20 souls there.

I cannot catch 20 souls.

Hey, check this out.

This soul leaped over the witness stand

and then proceeded to bludgeon

both the judge and the bailiff to death

before the courtroom officer was able to intervene.

Check this guy out. Look.

Nicknamed Cobra Snake.

He used to gouge his enemies' eye out and then set them on fire.

- Ew. - Sweet mother.

I wish my nickname was Cobra Snake.

It just gets worse and worse.

Every soul here is a heartless brutal killer.

There's no way we can get all these guys.

What are we gonna do?

- Ted. - What do you mean, Ted?

Ted.

This is just too perfect. My moment of triumph.

Not only do I get to fire you to your faces,

but I get to charge you with breaking and entering,

vandalizing merchandise, and what's that other one?

Oh yeah, trespassing.

Ted, wait. Hold on.

This is stupid. Please don't call the cops.

As manager of this store it is my responsibility, Samuel.

That I take a great deal of joy in doing so is only a perk.

Oh, go ahead, Ted. Call the cops.

See if I give a care. I'll just have to call Work Bench corporate on you.

I'm sure they'd love to hear all about

a certain Doctor Doggie Door.

Yeah, we all know that you and the doctor are one and the same, Ted.

The question is, does corporate know?

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

They don't have any idea

that you buy doggie doors at store discount

and then resell them for profit.

You know what? Call corporate.

I'll get a slap on the wrist.

Maybe so. But is, uh...

Professor Sump Pump willing to take the fall?

Hmm?

I don't know.

What about Mr. Heating, Ventilation and Air-Conditioning?

My personal favorite. Or how about...

Senior Trampoline?

See you at work tomorrow?

We're gonna be running a little late.

- Great. Take your time. - Okay.

Oh, and so it begins.

My back is killing me.

I feel like death.

Benji, how come you look so fresh and so clean?

Horse bath.

This is no way to live.

Someone clock in for me. I'll be back in a few hours.

Hi. Good morning.

Andi, hey. We got our jobs back.

Uh-huh. How'd you convince Ted to do that?

- Blackmail. - Hmm.

Um, I was wondering if you wanted to go get lunch maybe later.

No.

How long are you gonna be mad at me?

Have a great first day, guys.

Here you go.

What is this?

This'll make you feel better about Andi.

I'm sorry, I can't go any higher than five.

Hey, you, girl living in my house,

open the door!

Okay, all right.

Okay, you want to play it like that? I can play it like that.

Just gonna bust in there and take back my throne.

Oh! Oh God!

Oh my God!

Oh, the stairs.

Who is it?

Are you okay?

No, I'm not okay.

I have a squatter living in my home.

I'm not really a squatter.

Oh, deny it. Yeah, I dare you to.

Trying to tell me it's not my right to move back into the cradle of my birth.

Oh God!

You're completely right.

Yeah, I am. I know.

I talked to your mom. She cleared everything up.

I knew about Bert, but I did not know Bert was Sock.

Yeah yeah yeah, Bert is Sock.

Sock is me. Who are you?

I'm Kristen.

- Your sister. - My what?

So you're house-sitting while they're honeymooning?

Yes. This is so strange

to wake up one day and suddenly have a brother.

Yeah, it's crazy.

I mean, I always thought my brother would be shorter

with different hair and maybe much more Asian.

Well, I could squint for you, but that would be offensive, wouldn't it?

Yes, that would be very offensive.

Hey, let me check out that knee, see how it looks.

Okay, if you've got to.

You know, meeting like this is sort of cool.

'Cause when you're a kid you fight with your siblings, right?

But we've skipped over that whole teasing part.

And now we can just be buds.

Yeah. This is gonna be fun.

I have a sister.

A sister. A sister, a sister.

I think you'll live.

Great.

- So what do you think? - I think it's suicide.

I mean you could probably vessel one or two souls,

maybe even three if you're lucky.

But there's 20 dudes in there.

They're gonna tear us apart.

I have no idea what to do.

And Sock has his thinking face on.

What do you got, buddy?

Do you guys think it's okay

for me to date my sister?

Your sister? The one you just met?

I can't get her out of my head.

So sultry and exotic, you know?

I don't know. I guess you two aren't really related,

- so you're biologically safe. - Yeah.

Still iffy, though. I mean, what if you make a move on her and she says no?

Then you're spending every Christmas with your sister who shot you down.

Oh, yeah. No, you're right.

Thank you. Yeah, that could be awkward.

Maybe I'll just test the waters.

You know, dip my toe in the pool.

- Let the ripples permeate... - Hey!

Hi.

Yo, Sammy, up here. Come here, yeah.

Oh, shame on you for bringing a board to the battle, my man.

That is dirty pool. Take that.

Take this.

Sam! Sam, technical problem!

Sammy, technical problem!

Little help here! Little help here!

- Sock, get him! - The damn prod shut down.

Get him!

Ho!

We got to fight 20 more guys like that?

A vessel that needs to recharge. Very nice.

Yeah, it's sort of like going into battle

with a gun that shoots bullets sometimes.

Hi, roomies.

Hi, big bro.

Hey, sis.

- Oh my God, she's so hot. - Smoking.

Shut your mouth. That is my sister.

I got dibs.

This thing is useless.

The Devil's setting me up. He wants me to die.

Why would he want to kill his own son?

- Oh wait. He's your father. - So?

Why don't you try to use that to your advantage?

Just ask dear old dad for a favor to get you out of this mess.

Right, also ask him for a boat.

I don't think he cares if I'm his son or not.

He's never tried to make things easier on me before.

It doesn't hurt to ask.

Yeah, you're probably right.

I should try to figure out how to get in touch with him.

Wait, shh shh.

- Is she staring at me? - Certainly is.

Oh my God.

I knew it. I knew it, she's falling for me.

She wants the full package.

Hey, Andi. Hey.

- Hey. - Hey.

- What's up? - Um, we...

screwed up a little bit on the road trip

that we took with Sam.

He wrote you a letter and somebody

forgot to mail it.

Who that somebody is is not important, but it was Ben.

W-w-w...

Uh...

we remember a lot of what Sam wrote,

uh, in the letter and we figured

we'd read it back to you and maybe you'd stop being mad at him.

- No, guys... - " Dear Andi,

you're really pretty.

I can't wait to get back and stare into your something eyes."

- Brown. We got brown. - Brown eyes, right.

- Brown. - We couldn't remember that part.

"I can't wait to get back and stare into your brown eyes.

Also your hair is soft."

- Oh. Yeah, check on that. - Okay.

"I have some stuff to say about feelings."

- Okay. - "I have some stuff to say that's romantic."

- Guys. - " I miss you so much.

Love Sam."

Okay, guys, I see what you're doing, okay?

It's really sweet and I appreciate you trying to help.

But this is really between me and Sam.

All right, but for whatever it's worth, you should know

that he is really really torn up about this.

Yeah, so am I.

And furious

and sad

and happy all at the same time.

Oh my God, that's exactly how I feel when I eat Indian food.

Listen, it's just...

it's really complicated.

But I love the letter though.

It makes me smile, so thanks.

Um, that's a really great pen.

I'm just gonna take that back.

Sure.

"I summon you, Satan.

I summon you from your infernal depths to appear before me

in this earthly realm."

Oh!

It worked.

Not so much, sport.

I just wanted to tell you that your pentagram is actually a Star of David.

Mazel Tov.

Well, um, as long as you're here,

I was wondering if I could ask you a favor.

Or not a favor, but a request.

A family request.

Holy crap. Where did you get this book?

"The devil is attracted to radishes."

What does that mean? Like sexually?

Oh, that's disgusting. Where do they get that?

Listen, I was thinking, you know, given our special relationship,

that maybe you could lighten my workload a bit.

Our special relationship?

You know, maybe take a few souls off my hands.

Like 10 or 15.

Or all of them if you wanted to.

Hmm, well, first of all let me say

I like that you're playing the nepotism card.

It shows a certain moral disregard

that I find utterly charming.

Secondly I have to say no.

Your duties and obligations remain status quo.

But why?

Let me give you a little history lesson, Sam.

I have been soiling pure innocent maidens

since the beginning of time.

I have sired many many many children

on this godforsaken planet hoping that each

would finally be the one who would bring about hell on earth.

But no, they all turn out to be duds.

Every single one of them.

So I will say to you

what I say to them:

Stop whining and do your job.

Yeah, but you've given me a stupid recharging cattle prod.

How am I supposed to catch 20 souls with that?

To be precise, it's not 20 souls anymore.

It's 40.

You're trying to kill me.

Why are you trying to kill me?

You're supposed to be my father.

Well, even in the wild

parents kill their young.

Look at hyenas,

bears.

It's not that big a deal.

This is unbelievable. I don't need this.

All I'm saying is

you're not as special as you think you are, buddy.

Don't you forget that.

Now either you figure this thing out and save your skin,

or you're a dud too.

Kind of counting on dud.

I'm just saying.

There's no benefit to being the Devil's son at all?

Nope. Apparently he's got a ton of kids and he thinks they all suck.

- Mr. Handly. - What?

Mr. Handly, my fifth-grade gym teacher.

He used to throw baseballs at my head.

It's the reason why I have migraines.

I bet he's one of the Devil's kids.

Anybody thirsty?

We got a million souls to catch tomorrow and you want to drink?

Oh, Sam. Sam-a-lam-a-ding-dong.

This, my friend, is inspiration.

Okay, we are three highly- intelligent males.

There's no reason we can't figure out how

to capture these jerks and not get killed.

- We just need a little thinking elixir. - All right.

If we got to pull an all-nighter, we got to pull an all-nighter.

We may not have gone to college, boys,

but we can certainly cram like people who did.

Bottoms up.

I like it. I like it.

Let's cram this one out.

- All right, let's think. - This is working. It's working already.

- Mmm. - Oh, got it, got it.

We drive a train though the front of the warehouse,

capture all the souls in the rubble.

Yeah, uh, I don't think there's train tracks going through the warehouse.

But good... good try.

Oh, cramming is hard. I hate college.

What time is it? We're gonna be late.

Shhh! My hair hurts.

Oh, we crammed, boys. We crammed hard.

Well, it didn't help us any and I can barely move.

Ow ow ow ow.

You all right, Ben?

I just had a really loud thought.

What's that?

What if we got the souls really drunk?

- What? - Hey, that's not a... that's not a bad idea.

And then when they're sluggish and stupid we pounce.

Yes, our all-nighter paid off.

We are college men.

There's definatly enough beer in that truck.

Guys, this is wrong. It's stealing.

Sometimes in order to do something good you have to do something bad first.

I want you to keep that in mind when I eventually make love to your mother.

All right, let's go. He moved.

Go. Eyes on the prize. Eyes on the prize.

Benji, get the door.

God, I'm out of shape. Okay, get the door.

Okay, go go go go.

Can I help you?

This... this isn't my truck at all.

I was delivering bread next door

and I hopped back into this one thinking it was mine.

Same color.

Yeah, let's steal some beers, Sammy.

Go go go go go.

I'm gonna...

All right, guys, I'm finished with the beer logo.

Come check it out. Come look.

Okay.

Our beer mascot is a baby?

Isn't that sort of dumb?

No, that's not a baby. It's a leprechaun.

Where's his hat?

He took it off. It's impolite to have it on when you're drinking.

- Why is he wearing a bib? - Okay, it's a baby.

Jeez, it's all I know how to draw.

- Are you happy now? - Very.

Thank you for that.

Andi, hey.

Andi, please wait.

You're absolutely right. I shouldn't have ever given Sock the letter to mail.

L... maybe I was just avoiding the issue.

Avoiding what?

Avoiding me?

No, avoiding my life.

You know, I couldn't face it anymore...

working for the Devil, my dad dying.

That's something we could have faced together, Sam.

But you don't think of us that way.

I mean, instead of coming to me with your problems,

you took a month-long bender with your buddies. You ran away.

I wasn't running away from you. I was running away from the Devil.

Well, you know what? I can't tell the difference.

I'm really really sorry.

You know that I thought you were dead?

It would have made sense, right?

I mean, your life is always in danger.

And when you guys disappeared I just thought

that one of the souls finally got you.

You have every right to be upset, but I swear to you

I will never put you in that position again.

I promise.

You said it yourself, Sam.

I mean, you work for the Devil.

No matter how many times you try to run from it,

it's never gonna change.

So when you promise to never make me worry again...

it's a promise you can't really keep.

Man, I hope they take the bait.

How could they not?

Free beer, a giant beer baby enticing them.

Who could resist?

Yeah.

Hey, how much did all that beer cost?

Don't worry about the cost, Benji. It's no object.

Also, Work Bench paid for it.

Corporate card.

How the hell did you get a corporate card?

You know what? In the lost and found bin.

Place is a gold mine. Check it out.

Right?

Guess all we have to do it wait.

Hey hey, FYI,

we sort of talked to Andi.

Sort of softened her up a little bit.

I think everything is fixed. Yeah?

Yeah, well FYI, I talked to her too

and she's still really really mad.

Oh.

Well, Ben talked mostly to her.

I don't understand. What's the problem?

Why can't you two just work it out, you know?

Because she's actually not wrong.

I mean, the way my life's been going, the next time I disappear

I probably will be dead.

I mean, it's always gonna be like this.

I don't know if she can handle it.

Sounds hopeless.

Yeah.

I pretty much came to that same conclusion myself.

Are you two gonna split up?

I knew it. I knew they'd take the bait. Look at that.

It's only a matter of time before they're passed out and pacified.

Let's just hope they're not angry drunks.

It worked. They're out cold.

Yeah, they even drank all the Zimas.

It's kind of a shame they got to go back to hell.

I'd like to party with these guys.

- Okay. - All right.

You think this is gonna hold?

I was a Cub Scout, Sam. I excelled in knot tying.

Didn't they kick you out of Scouts?

It was a very political organization.

All right, let's do this.

There you go. Slowly.

- Okay, we're getting close to the end here. - Yup.

Yes!

Oh!

Hi. Hi. I got up to get some water. You need anything?

What the hell is this?

Run, Sammy, run! Go!

Aah!

He's getting away.

Ah!

I can't watch, Benji. Tell me what happens.

Good job, Sammy.

- Oh! - Oh, man!

Yeah! Whoo!

- Wha-hoo-hoo! - Yeah, you did it, Sam.

You did it, Sam. We're coming down now, okay?

- Whoo, yeah! - Yeah!

Whoo!

Um, just hold on, okay?

I wasn't really with these guys, you know?

So I'm cool. I mean, you and me, we're cool.

I mean, actually, thank you,

'cause these dudes are actually kind of crazy.

What do you mean you weren't with these guys?

When I escaped from hell I just kind of went with them.

I figured safety in numbers.

But this whole sleeping-together-in- the-same-warehouse thing?

I mean, what's up with that?

Well, whatever. You're supposed to go to hell

and I'm supposed to send you there, so sorry.

It worked. I don't believe it.

It worked. I don't believe it. I'm free.

Do it again. Do it again.

What the?

- What? - Yes!

Yes yes yes yes!

I'm out. I beat the Devil.

Wait wait, what?

I beat your boss, baby.

I sold my soul to the Devil and I got out of the deal.

I'm free.

He owned your soul? He owns my soul.

How the hell did you get out of it?

He owns your soul?

That's a bummer for you, man, but not for me.

Tell me how the hell you got out of it!

Okay okay okay, just no more electrocutions, okay?

Hand me that and I'll tell you.

How?

Wow, gullible.

We should talk.

I know. I know.

Look, Sam, every way I look at this relationship,

I just don't think it's gonna work out.

I was thinking the same thing.

Last night I broke up with you, okay?

Isn't that weird?

- What is this? - Somehow, some way this soul

beat the Devil.

He got out of a deal with him.

All I have to do is figure out how he did it and then I can get out of my deal too.

No more bounty hunting, no more going to hell,

no more running away from anything. We just have to find this guy.

So what do you say? You in?

Yeah, I'm in.

Oh my God.

This bento box Kristen made is so delicious.

- What's in it? - Hmm?

Oh, that's chicken,

tapioca and pickles.

You have no idea what's in this, do you?

I didn't even know that was food, Benji.

- Sock. - Yeah?

Can you give me a hand in the bedroom?

Yes.

Yes I can.

- Yeah! - Way to go.

Do you know how to do this?

- Do what? - This bed thing.

All these buttons. I don't understand.

Oh right, that. That adjusts the firmness of the mattress.

I am awesome at it.

My mom used to let me sleep in here when I had nightmares.

Oh.

That is a great shot of me. Regal.

Your mom keeps a lot of pictures of you around her room.

- Mm-hmm. - It's a little strange.

No, not really. I put most of those up myself.

Okay, here we go.

Oh, I can feel it.

Oh, that's nice.

Maybe a little too soft now.

- Uh-oh, don't want that. - Mmm-mm.

- A bit harder. - You got it.

- Almost there. - Yeah?

Right there.

That was perfect. You're amazing.

Yes I am.

God, I can't believe how comfortable we are together.

So natural. You know what I mean?

I was thinking the same thing.

You know, l...

I see the way you watch me when you think I'm not looking.

You noticed that?

Of course I did. Don't be embarrassed.

Don't be embarrassed. You know why?

- 'Cause I think it's great. - Do you?

- Yeah. - So do I.

What?

- I can't believe how lucky we are. - So lucky.

- I mean, what are the chances? - I don't know.

I never realized how much I wanted this.

- Me too. - A big brother.

What?

I have a brother!

No, step. Stepbrother.

It doesn't matter. It's the same thing.

No no no, Kristen. It's very different.

Sock, this is a bond that will never be broken.

And I'm going to be the best sister in the world.

Yay.

When people think of the perfect brother and sister,

they're gonna think of us.

Just me and my big bro.

Great.

You know what would make this night perfect?

Tickle fight!

Okay, no no no.

- Tickle tickle tickle. - Kristen, stop!

Oh, sorry.

Super ticklish.

No problem.

Hey, come on, big guy.

Let's go for a ride, huh?

I just had her all detailed.

Yeah?

Wow. Just wow.

The job you did on those souls, magnifique.

What do you say we have a drink and go celebrate?

- Yeah, let's do it. - For real?

For real. In fact, you know what? Forget the drink.

Let's do something crazy. Let's hit up some clubs. Maybe an after-party.

What is the deal, huh?

I thought I was the one that was supposed to want to have the fun

and you were supposed to be all pouty and complaining.

I don't know. I'm just in a fantastic mood right now.

Hey, you want to go to Vegas?

That would be awesome.

You know, I'm just not feeling it anymore, pal.

- You'd better just go. - Are you sure?

Out. Out!

All right.

Thanks for the ride.

I think I was wrong about you, Sam.

You're not a dud at all.

You don't even know what you're capable of.

What evil will come your way.

What terrible things you will do at my bidding.

I look forward to a long and fruitful relationship, Sammy.

So you go ahead and enjoy your life while you can.

'Cause one of these days you're mine.

You have a good night too.

Yeah.

Just for that I'm gonna make it rain.

Hey, it's cool!

I love this weather!

Whoo! Yeah!