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Horsin' Around is filmed
before a live studio audience.

Mondays.

Well, good morning to you too.

Oh, hey.

Where? I'd love hay.

In 1987, the situation
comedy Horsin' Around

premiered on ABC.

The show, in which a young, bachelor horse

is forced to reevaluate his priorities

when he agrees to raise
three human children,

was initially dismissed by critics

as broad and saccharine and not good,

but the family comedy
struck a chord with America

and went on to air for nine seasons.

The star of Horsin'
Around, BoJack Horseman,

is our guest tonight.

Welcome, BoJack.

It is good to be here, Charlie.

Sorry I was late. The traffic...

It's really no problem.

I parked in a handicapped spot.

I hope that's okay.

You parked in a...

I'm sorry, disabled spot.

Is that the proper nomenclature?

Maybe you should move the car.

No, I don't think I should drive right now.

I'm incredibly drunk.

You're telling me that
you're drunk right now?

Is it just me, or am I
nailing this interview?

I kind of feel like I'm nailing it.

Yes.

Anyway, we were talking
about Horsin' Around.

To what do you attribute
the show's wide appeal?

Charlie, listen, you know,

I know that it's very hip these days

to shit all over Horsin' Around,

but at the time, I can tell you...

- Is it okay to say "shit"?
- Please don't.

'Cause I... I think the show's

actually pretty solid for what it is.

It's not Ibsen, sure,

but look, for a lot of people,

life is just one long,
hard kick in the urethra,

and sometimes when you get home

from a long day of getting
kicked in the urethra,

you just want to watch a show
about good, likable people

who love each other,

where, you know, no matter what happens,

at the end of 30 minutes,

everything's gonna turn out okay.

You know, because in real life...

Did I already say the
thing about the urethra?

Well, let's talk about real life.

What have you been doing
since the show's cancellation

18 years ago?

That's a great question, Charlie.

I, uh...

Uh, I...

Um...

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Maury! Maury! Maury! Maury!

In the case of one-year-old Phoenix,

you are the father.

Morning, sunshine.

Why so gloomy, roomie?

First of all, we're not roommates.

You are my houseguest.

Well, we don't need to
put labels on things.

You sleep on my couch,
and you don't pay rent.

I've had tapeworms that
were less parasitic.

I don't even remember why I let you

stay with me in the first place.

Because my parents kicked me out,

and I had nowhere to go,

and even though you don't
want anyone to know it...

You secretly have a good heart.

You told me they didn't approve

of your "alternative lifestyle."

I thought you were, like,

a troubled gay teen or something.

I didn't realize by "alternative lifestyle"

that you meant you were lazy.

That's on you for making assumptions.

Also, if you're looking
for the Toaster Strudels,

I got really high last
night and ate them all.

Did you say you've had tapeworms?

Thanks for meeting me here.

I would have invited you to my office,

but the electric company
shut off our power.

That's unfortunate.

Just an issue with the bank

and a lack of money in it.

Now, as you know, Penguin is very eager

to publish your memoirs,

but you keep missing your deadlines.

I know, and I'm sorry,

but I am making great progress.

The BoJack Horseman Story,

written by BoJack Horseman.

Chapter one.

Chapter one.

Chapter...

One.

Look, we really need a
bestseller here at Penguin.

Things are not that
great for me, money wise.

Aren't you an editor at
a major publishing house?

Yeah, a publishing house.

When was the last time you saw a book?

I thought I saw someone

reading one in the park the other day,

but it turned out it was a takeout menu.

Whenever you're ready.

We're living month to month here.

We're kind of counting
on your autobiography

to save the company, no pressure.

That's actually a lot of pressure.

Have you considered
working with a ghostwriter?

Ugh, no, thank you.

Look, just give me one more week,

and I will give you some pages

that'll knock your ass
back to the South Pole.

I'm from Cincinnati.

It... that doesn't matter.

I'll call you in a week.

Yes, one week.

I'm telling you,

this book is a top priority for me.

Oh, right. Yeesh.

You're wearing that to the prom?

What, you don't think it's cute?

Neigh way, Jose.

"Neigh way, Jose."

I improvised that line.

I mean, it was written,

but I gave it the old BoJack spin.

Hey, how many times have
you watched this episode?

Yeah, but do you get it, though?

Because "nay" means no,

but it's also a thing that horses say.

It works on every level.

- I get it.
- Ah, you don't get it.

Are you drunk?

Todd, I weigh over 1,200 pounds.

It takes a lot of beer to get me drunk.

Yes.

Ah, yeah, I see.

You're just bummed out
because Princess Carolyn

dumped you last night.

BoJack, we need to talk.

Hey, check out the rug on that guy.

Slow and steady, am I right, ladies?

Ha-cha-cha.

Who does he think he's fooling?

Turtles don't have hair.

Stop embarrassing me.

That is Lenny Turteltaub.

You know, I am not crazy
about the bread here.

Mm.

Why do I keep eating it?

BoJack, can you please
just listen for a second?

You have my undivided attention.

I think we should see other people.

Were we not seeing other people?

BoJack, I'm almost there.

Wait. Shh! Shut up.

Now, that's a horse of a different...

cruller?

Oh!

God, that's good comedy.

- BoJack!
- What?

Everyone gets a mulligan,

and my mulligan was Carey Mulligan.

I'm kidding, jeez. It was Emily Mortimer.

What is the problem here?

Are you embarrassed of
me because I'm a has-been?

Because you know that I'm writing that book

that is gonna make everybody love me again.

You're not really writing a book.

Well, I already spent my advance,

so that's a first step.

Look, this has been a lot of fun,

but I need to start
thinking about my future.

I mean, you don't even respect me enough

to have a baby with me.

Whoa, what?

I never explicitly said that.

You said it with your actions.

What actions?

Oh, look at that baby.

Isn't he the cutest baby you ever saw?

What? What? What? No, no, wha...

Step away from
the stolen vehicle, sir!

No, no, no.
Misunderstanding, officer.

I was running away from my girlfriend

whom I don't respect
enough to have a baby with.

Hey, aren't you the
horse from Horsin' Around?

Oh, face it. You're afraid of commitment.

I'm not afraid of commitment.

I commit to things all the time.

It's the following
through on that commitment

that I take issue with.

Hey, stupid, isn't that
your friend over there?

Oh, Mr. Peanutbutter?

God, I hope he doesn't see us.

Is that BoJack Horseman?

Oh, jeez, here we go.

Mr. Peanutbutter

and BoJack Horseman in the same room.

What is this, a crossover episode?

You know, that gets funnier every time.

You're being sarcastic,

but I think it does actually
get funnier every time.

We're actually in the middle
of breaking up right now,

- so if you could just...
- Yeah?

- You're in the middle of it?
- Yeah, that's right.

So would it be awkward
if I joined you right now?

Yes, actually, it's very awkward.

Is that not clear?

Yeah, this is awkward right now?

Yes, please leave.

How are you, Mr. Peanutbutter?

Oh, living the dream,
P.C., living the dream.

Why are you making conversation?

Oh, let's see, it's the English word...

It's called being polite, BoJack.

But am I crazy that this is a bad time?

Always a Clydesdale,
never a Clyde, eh, BoJack?

What?

You'll get that one later, man.

Erica, get out of here with that face.

Would it kill you to be civil?

This is why we're breaking up.

So it's not because of
the thing with the baby?

It's because of a lot of things!

Waiter, could we please have the check?

- Thank you.
- We haven't even ordered yet.

I have wasted so many dinners
on you, BoJack Horseman.

I don't know how you can
expect anyone else to love you

when you so clearly hate yourself.

- Here you go.
- Let me see that.

$10 for bread?

I don't want to live in a society

where the premeal bread isn't free.

It is free if you order a meal.

Can you take me home, please?

Yeah, but I didn't even
eat that much bread.

What did I have? I must have had...

You ate nine baskets, sir.

Nine... really?

Great, now I'm gonna feel
like a fat ass all week.

You've seen me naked. Do
you think I'm getting chubby?

You want to know the real
reason we're breaking up?

What was that? Sorry.

Couldn't hear you over the sound
of my calories not metabolizing.

This is so classic you.

You're using this bread thing

to avoid talking about our relationship.

No, that is definitely not happening.

I'd like to go home now.

You think I'm fat.

So yeah, technically I was dumped,

but the real headline of the evening was,

"Dumb guy eats bread, gets fat, the end."

What kind of headline is that?

Wasn't there a pizza here a second ago?

God damn it! Stop the presses.

You're not fat.

Oh, hey, let's throw a
party. That'll cheer you up.

No, it won't. It'll cheer you up.

I'll stand in the corner by myself

eating cotton candy until I barf

like I did at your last party.

Hey, aren't you the
horse from Horsin' Around?

That was a good party.

Hey, didn't we get a cotton
candy machine for that party?

Who told you Princess
Carolyn and I broke up?

- She did.
- What?

You never took me home, jerk!

Oh, everything's my fault.

Take me home.

Okay, jeez.

But I'm not looking for
parking in Silver Lake.

I'll slow the car down to a crawl,

and you can duck and roll.

You know what, you can take
a last look at this face,

because it's the last
time you're gonna see it.

Hey-up!

Hello?

I've got Princess Carolyn for you.

Uh, okay.

BoJack.

Oh, my God, we just broke up.

Yeah, but I'm still your agent.

I pride myself on my ability

to separate my professional
life from my personal life.

Great.

Then, as my agent, do
you think I'm getting fat?

No way.

You are in the prime of your
life, never looked better.

What about as my ex-girlfriend?

You look like a pile of crap
ate a second pile of crap

and then crapped out a third pile of crap.

Wait, wait, so which pile
of crap do I look like?

- The third one.
- What? That's the worst one.

I'm not calling you as your ex.

I'm calling you as your agent.

Remember that book you're
pretending to write?

Well, Penguin wants an
update on your progress.

Does Tuesday work for you,

or are you gonna be too busy this week

masturbating to old pictures of yourself?

I told you, that's not what
was happening that time.

I was masturbating to what
the picture represented.

You walked in at the worst possible moment!

So, Tuesday, though?

Yes, fine!

Whoo!

You don't have anything?

Hey, you got the electricity back.

Good for you.

This company is in dire straits.

We made a series of very bad investments.

Ever hear of a young adult franchise

called the Swamp Monsters of Malibu?

Uh, no.

Then why did we spend
$20 million on marketing?

It's okay, Pinky, go to your happy place.

Uh...

Look, I know you're a busy guy.

Actually, I am a busy guy.

I live a very active lifestyle.

Can't I just stay home with you?

I know kindergarten is scary,

but you're a big girl now,

and you have to be brave.

Okay, Daddy.

Wait, did you just call me "Daddy"?

Little Sabrina grew up right
before our eyes, right, Todd?

Todd?

Todd!

What?

Did Sabrina grow up before our eyes?

Yes!

We're tired of waiting.

We're hiring you a ghostwriter.

Diane "Nugent"?

She's great, and she's
got a thing for horses.

Check this out.

Hey, Secretariat.

You know, I always wanted to
play Secretariat in a movie.

He's kind of my personal hero.

Could never get the project
off the ground, though.

I mean, there was this one
time I came close in the '90s,

but then those Prefontaine movies came out,

and people got tired of
seeing running on-screen.

Don't tell me. Tell her!

She's cute.

Call her. That's a loan, by the way.

We can't afford to be giving
out free books to people,

but you can take anything you want

from the Swamp Monsters swag box.

Oh, God, I'm a failure.

Oh, you're not a failure.

Why did I say I could write a book?

Because you have an amazing story to tell.

- Relax.
- Relax?

Easy for you to say, you hippie.

You've never had a day
of stress in your life.

Ow. Why?

And that's for trying to
sell E on the cartel's turf.

Oh, where's Gabriela?

She went back to Mexico City, ese,

to be with her husband.

What? No!

- Gabriela, why?
- Who?

We were talking about me.

Can you try to focus for, like, a second?

Oh, yeah, sorry. You were saying?

Never should have signed this book deal.

You know what my problem is?

I can't say no to people

because I want everyone to like me.

You want everyone to like you?

Yeah, why?

Do people not like me?

Uh...

Uh...

What were we talking about?

I can see the headline now,

"Stupid BoJack writes a stupid
book about his stupid life,

nobody cares."

What newspapers are you reading?

Hey, why don't you just let that lady

write your book and be done with it?

Better question, why are you in my kitchen?

I'm making breakfast.

We had sex last night, dummy.

Ugh, I really got to start putting my phone

on airplane mode when I drink.

This lady probably thinks I'm
just some dumb sitcom actor.

I hate her and her stupid,

impossible-to-pronounce
last name,

Na-goo-ya-go-goo-goo-goo-ga.

You haven't even met her.

Give her a chance.

Oh, you should invite her to the party.

What party?

Why are you so obsessed

with throwing a party all of a sudden?

Ow, ow, ow!

You know how much money
we lost 'cause of you?

I can't even afford a hall now
for my daughter's 15th birthday,

and now I got a hundred guests
coming and nowhere to put them.

You owe me a party, cabrón,
and if you don't deliver...

Because parties are fun?

This book is really important to me.

I don't want to just hand
it off to some stranger.

If it's so important, why have you written

literally nothing in a year and a half?

It's too much pressure.

This book is my one shot
at preserving my legacy.

I'm a joke, and if this book isn't good,

I'm gonna be a joke forever.

Everyone thinks that I'm
just this washed-up hack,

but actually...

Oh, God, actually, what if they're right?

I can't breathe.

Am I dying?

Toast. I smell burning toast!

Oh, my God, my toast!

Todd, on my grave,

I want it to say that I was born in 1975.

No one's gonna believe...

Damn it, can't you
respect a dying man's wish?

You're not dying.

Well, we did everything we could.

Nurse, record the time of death.

It doesn't get easier.

It never gets easier.

What... I don't...

What do you mean he's dead?

That's right, sweetheart.

He died of a broken heart

because you didn't appreciate him enough,

and now he's gone forever.

We might have gone too
dark on that series finale.

I'm required to hand you over

to the child protective services.

You're the state's problem now.

No!

Do you just take those DVDs
with you everywhere you go?

Linus walked around with a blanket.

No one gave him shit for it.

How long is that doctor going to take?

I have a meeting with
another client at 3:00.

You have other clients?

No, I make a living off you
sitting on your ass all day.

Are your other clients
more talented than I am?

Your silence speaks volumes.

Well, BoJack, it looks
like what you experienced

was a mild anxiety attack.

Jesus, if that's mild,

I don't want to know what spicy feels like.

Too smart for the room?

It was a salsa joke, people.

You've been overstressed.

I need you to take it easy.

Take it easy, are you kidding?

He doesn't have a job. He
has no real responsibilities.

He doesn't do anything but take it easy.

Well, can you take it even easier?

I can try, doctor. I can try.

This book deal is
obviously stressing you out.

Will you just call the ghostwriter already?

What, you want me to call
this woman on the phone?

Well, you just had another anxiety attack.

And Entertainment Weekly
said I wasn't consistent.

Really, not even a pity laugh?

I did almost die.

Ha.

I have to check on some other patients.

You have other patients?

BoJack, let's have a party, okay?

I'll organize the whole thing.

You can invite the ghostwriter

and have a nice, casual conversation

in a fun, pressure-free environment.

Okay, fine. We'll have a party.

Oh, thank God.

But we're not getting
a cotton candy machine.

I can't control myself around those things.

I totally hear what you are saying,

and I will do my best.

Señor Horseman, I will never
forget your generosity today.

You have made a powerful ally for life.

Mwah. Let's dance!

Todd, who was that guy?

Who are all these people?

Oh, you know, just a variety of folks

from all walks of life.

Is this a quinceañera?

Oh, so any party with Mexican teenage girls

is a quinceañera?

Now who's racist?

I find that piñata offensive.

If you'll excuse me,

I have a Virgin of
Guadalupe pendant to present.

BoJack!

Oh, good Lord.

Hey, Mr. Peanutbutter.

Can you believe this, the
two of us in the same house?

Is this a crossover episode?

No, I'm just kidding around, man.

Seriously, though, how are you?

Well, I've been kind of up and...

Living the dream, huh? Yeah.

Hey, we'll catch up later, all right?

I want to talk to you.

Erica, how are you looking so beautiful?

I'm furious.

Hey, BoJack, right?

- BoJack Horseman?
- Yes.

Oh, I'm... I'm sorry, I don't
want to mispronounce your name.

It's Diane.

Oh, Diane.

Thanks for inviting me to your party.

Sorry I haven't really been mingling.

I get kind of awkward at parties.

- Have you tried alcohol?
- I don't know.

Parties make me anxious
in a real broad sense.

Like, look at that guy.

He's having fun.

Why haven't I figured it out?

What guy?

No, there's no guy there.

I'm just saying, like, a guy, you know?

Oh, okay, yeah.

I'm probably just overthinking it

because I never got the practice

because I didn't get invited
to any parties in high school.

What am I talking about?

You don't care about any of that.

Shut up, Diane.

You're at a party, compliment the host.

You have a lovely home.

Yeah, well, if you're gonna throw away

most of your adult life
on some dumb sitcom,

you might as well get a sweet
house out of the deal, right?

So what are you working on these days?

Well, mostly I just sit around the house

and complain about things.

Yeah, how's that working out for you?

I can't complain, so you know.

No, I will not have sex with you!

This girl wants me to have sex with her.

No, I'm just kidding around.

You're a good sport.

- Ugh, you know who that is?
- Mr. Peanutbutter?

Yeah, he was on that show
Mr. Peanutbutter's House

about that dog who adopted
the three human kids.

What a dumb idea for a TV show.

You people are all right.

Who wants an autograph?

He's so stupid he doesn't realize

how miserable he should be. I envy that.

Hey, do you know the story of
the dad from The Brady Bunch?

Do I know his story?

If I recall correctly,

he was bringing up three boys of his own.

Right, but...

They were four men living all together,

but they were all alone.

That is profoundly sad.

No, the story is that
the guy who played the dad

hated being on The Brady Bunch
because he was a real actor,

and he considered it beneath him.

Sound familiar?

That's not all that was beneath him.

Gay joke. Sorry, I'm better than that.

Most people don't even get to do

The Brady Bunch version

of the thing they want
to do with their lives.

You're actually in a
really good position now,

because you can pretty
much do anything you want.

You're responsible for your
own happiness, you know?

- Good Lord, that's depressing.
- No, it's not.

I'm responsible for my own happiness?

I can't even be responsible
for my own breakfast.

Todd!

I need help.

What would make you happy?

Well, finishing my memoir, I guess.

Is that all? I can help you with that.

Yeah? I mean, would you even want to?

You'd have to spend a lot of time with me.

You'd probably get sick of me.

I don't think that's going to happen.

- No?
- No, BoJack.

Okay.

Well, then I guess you're hired,

but don't put all that stuff
about how sad I am in the book.

Oh, that doesn't count.

We weren't on the clock yet.

Yeah, exactly.

You're only my ghostwriter starting nah...

- Starting now.
- You got it.

- BoJack!
- Ugh, this guy.

Hey, man, wanted to let you know,

you are out of beer.

Oh, I see you've met

my beautiful girlfriend, Diane Nguyen.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a second.

You drank all my beer?

- Also, you two are dating?
- Yeah.

- You're dating him?
- Yes.

This is your boyfriend?

- That is correct.
- Uh-huh.

- You are going out with you?
- Uh-huh.

But in a sexual way, not just as friends?

- That's right.
- You have seen her naked.

Many times, yes.

- You are attracted to this?
- Yes.

This penis has been inside this vagina.

- Yep.
- But in a sexual way.

Oh, yes.

Humph.

- Ugh.
- Oh, my God.

Are you okay?

I'm just...

I'm fine.

I'm just... I'm really happy for you.

Should we get someone, or...

No, everything's...

Oh, this is really...

Wonderful.

Oh, God.

Starting now.

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