Acting Good (2022) s02e08 Episode Script
Dabs of Thunder
1
♪
It's bingo time!
♪ Yes, I can love you, baby ♪
♪ All night long ♪
You look good, Rita.
You too.
You look like you're gonna win.
Eh-eh, gaawiin.
I will say a bingo
prayer for you, though.
And I will thank you,
when I win.
Okay, the early bird
is starting soon.
Hope you find your lucky table.
I got three grandkids;
I don't need a lucky table.
Hey, jar'd!
This lucky table is ours!
- I'll remember that.
- (Paul chuckling)
You're going down,
you kii-a-skwe
mindimooyenh!
(chuckling)
I'm not regular kii-a-skwe!
I'm prison kii-a-skwe.
Ho'leh, settle down,
Stony Mountain. (chuckling)
(Agnes chuckling)
Here we are,
together, outside work.
Just relax, bro.
Just chillin'.
Oh yeah, yeah,
we're just chillin'.
Although chillin'
is a gateway to hangin'.
And you know what
can happen after a hang?
Pregnancy?
No, Dean.
Friendship.
Sorry, man, you're
just really hard to take
with your
town clothes, man.
Like, who tucks
in their t-shirt?
Uh, this guy.
Yeah, I tuck everything in -
my t-shirt,
my sheets, my socks.
Makes me feel secure,
locked in.
You're really letting loose
there, eh, Day Off Greg?
Dean, is it just me or is there
something going on over there?
Dean: Pretty intuitive,
young bingo Padawan.
They're just up in their
bingo mojo.
Greg: By aiming those charm
doohickies at each other?
Dean: So, those charms are
sending bad luck to Rita,
and Rita's charms are
blocking that bad luck.
Oh, what-- what is that?
Little warrior.
Dean: Hmm
Yes, that's the mother
of all charms.
That's Coco the Coconut.
Agnes wins big
with it every year.
So, bingo is just
simple luck.
There's nothing
simple about it, bro.
- (traditional flute playing)
- By its very nature,
it's an act of resilience.
- In our ancestors' time
- (traditional flute playing)
our customs
and practices were outlawed,
by sickly, bitchy-ass
white men, like yourself.
(traditional flute playing)
Tried to control
what us long-haired,
beautiful warriors
did on the Rez.
- (traditional flute playing)
- Sickly? I
But we bingo'd on,
and that's what
makes it tradition
and cool as fuck.
(traditional flute playing)
Hey, man.
Thanks for the flute.
That really
helped the story.
This is for
the people, man.
(traditional flute playing)
(crowd applauding)
Attention, all players.
Tonight's final prize
is $4,000.
(crowd applauding)
This year, we are going
to have a good, clean,
fair, no-bullshit
monster bingo.
Lips is head of security, so
there'll be no funny business.
And I'm talking about you,
Hilda, and your black dabber.
We can't see the numbers,
we can't verify your bingo.
Bullshit!
Let's go already!
We have some money
to give away.
And just like Paul, when he
found out Rose was pregnant,
he's got to go!
- Oh, yeah!
- (crowd laughing)
Here we go!
(squealing)
What's taking so long?
Don't blame me.
This bingo machine is faulty.
I wanted the WinMax 5000,
but I never got the money,
thanks to 'Cheap and Council'.
- (crowd booing, shouting)
- Paul: 'Sup, Jo?
What da heck!
I just got here!
Under the I, 22.
Two ducks in the water!
Hey, Mom. Big baby.
Let me grab
a seat here real quick.
Uh, sorry, Jo,
you can't sit with us.
Why the hell not?
You know that being late
for bingo is bad luck, and
you got bad breath.
I'm sorry, Jo, but I do
feel something's off.
Where am I supposed to go?
I'm the Chief;
I can't sit alone.
Roger:
Under the G, 58.
Geez, wouldn't it be great
if Jo found a seat?
G-58.
I'm sorry,
but this is Monster Bingo,
there's no messing around.
(sighing)
Okay, fuck.
Roger:
Under the B, 6.
Hey, but still too close.
Paul:
Bye.
Saved you a seat, Chief.
Uh
Hey, everybody!
Jo's at the loser table,
and that's your Chief?!
(crowd laughing)
Don't listen to him.
He calls me a mooch.
Can you believe that?
Hey, can I borrow
a dabber?
Roger:
Under the B, 8.
Give me the usual:
one blue freezie.
Sorry, Blue.
You don't have enough.
Aw, man.
Hey, you want
freezie money for life?
- Yeah.
- Then, you gotta earn it.
And sometimes,
it ain't pretty.
Watch and learn,
freezie face.
Roger: N-41.
N-41. Time for fun.
One free coffee.
It's two bucks now.
Inflation, bro.
Where's a guy gonna get two
bucks from in this economy?
Hey, got two bucks?
What can I get for this?
Chickadee:
Fill her up, bro.
Cheap ass.
That's how
it's done, Blue.
Roger:
N-44 calls out the door.
- N-44.
- Oh!
Roger:
O-75--
I mean, O-71.
She won't stop
looking at me.
She's trying to
get into my head.
Roger: O-69.
That's O for Oklahoma and 69 for
don't even make the joke, Ed.
What was that number?
O-69.
You got this.
You got the coconut,
and you've got me.
(tapping)
Listen to those dabbers
on the table, man.
It's like music.
It's cool.
It's like Jamiroquai.
You believe this mooniya?
I'm surprised
he even came out tonight.
I thought he'd be
at home drinking milk,
watching documentaries.
- (laughing)
- Oh, hey, calm down, all right?
Dean, I am still
your boss.
North Store Greg is my boss.
Day Off Greg is just some nerd
with a moustache.
Look at this guy,
he's like part news anchor,
part catfish.
"This just in,
I'm really lame
"and I pull up
my pants really high
"because I have a hairy arse.
Back to you, Barb."
(sobbing)
(sniffling)
- Weenuk, what's wrong with you?
- (whimpering)
Don't get all sad arse now.
When we tease you,
it just means we like you.
Then, why does it hurt?
(sobbing)
Just take it
if you want to be cool.
Teasing is one of the sacred
seven teachings.
- It is?
- Yeah, man.
Keeps you humble.
Roger:
B-11.
B-11 or not to B-11.
Man, you got a lot to learn
about being cool on the Rez.
Get your elbows on the table.
Nobody likes a guy
with good posture.
Okay?
And throw a bro in
here and there bro.
Bro.
And instead of saying "no",
say, "Not even".
Not even.
Yeah, right.
And if somebody
rubs you the wrong way, say,
"Go fuck yourself then."
Isn't that a little harsh?
Here, try it.
More bingo cards?
Not even, bro.
Cool.
And go fuck
yourself, then.
This kind of rhymes.
Under the N, 37.
Bingo!
- (crowd applauding)
- Paul: Yeah!
Roger:
We have a bingo.
Early bird goes to Agnes.
Yeah, I see how it is,
just because
your daughter's Chief.
(crowd applauding)
(applauding)
♪
That's a good bingo.
What do you want, bro?
I lost my glasses.
Anyone return them?
Someone returned
his glasses already.
Let's see what you got.
No, sir, nobody's
turned in anything.
But
can I interest you in these?
The heck, boy!
These look like mine!
You have good taste!
Those just came in
from Paris.
Paris, eh?
Those stop UV light,
sunlight, blue light,
even Coors Light.
You put these on, you'll never
miss another number.
I'll take 'em.
These are $400.
But for you, a hundred bucks.
That's a steal.
And if anyone asks
you where you got them,
tell them a boy named Blue.
(crowd shouting)
(shouting)
(screaming)
Hurry up!
Fuck! Call a number!
I'm trying to, Hilda.
Blame Cheap and Council.
You already told that joke.
Maybe your arms are
too weak
and you should start working out
with the teens.
You know what?
One day a ball's gonna come
flying out and
hit someone in the eye,
and that's gonna be on you.
As if!
You're just milking it, Roger.
Move it along.
(crowd shouting)
(gasping)
Where is she?
- What?
- Coco, where is she?
I told you to watch her.
Oh, Mom, I made a mistake.
I got distracted.
There's a guy over there eating
a hot dog in a hamburger bun.
You fucker!
I know who did this.
Am I wearing something
of yours or what?
Oh. Guard the table.
Give me back
the coconut, Rita.
You sound like a coconut.
I know you stole it.
What seems to be
the problem?
Nothing, officer.
I'm just trying to play bingo.
Rita stole Coco.
Okay, I'm gonna
need a description.
Okay, he's brown.
Everyone here is brown.
You're gonna have
to get more specific.
He's hairy and he's
got big googly eyes.
If you're talking
about Ernie Mitchell,
he's at his mom's tonight.
She's talking about
a coconut.
Roger:
Under the O, 75.
Watch out for that beehive.
I might be running late,
but I got an N-38.
Under the G, 4-0.
Under the O, 65.
I-21. Are we fun?
She's gonna win soon.
I can feel it.
Look at her cards,
they're soaked.
Paul: She's gotta have
Coco there somewhere.
(creaking)
N-39.
The pain's moved
down to the spine.
Bingo!
(cheering)
We have a bingo. Rita
Anyone got any lard?
Oh, fok off.
You're just
struggling on purpose.
I am not.
That machine's fine.
Oh, really?
Why don't you come up here
and bingo call it, 'den?
Fine, 'den.
You're just playing it up,
tryin' to win an Oscar.
(creaking)
Under the I,
for "I told you so"
Paul:
Ho'leh, you just suck!
(crowd shouting)
(exhaling sharply)
Oh, man,
I gotta admit, bro,
I kinda like
you better with the moustache.
Put it back.
Ah, well,
I can't do that, Dean,
because that's
not how moustaches work.
Just gotta try harder, bro.
Just push it back.
You know, I do kind
of like it, though.
I feel like
I can talk faster.
All right, well,
now that we got
cool Day Off Greg,
I'm gonna put you to the test.
Go ahead.
Tease me.
- Don't hold back.
- Are you sure?
Okay, I'll give it a try.
Um, you look like,
uh, a
a pothead.
Yeah, that's not bad,
that's not bad.
Well, how about this?
"I'm Dean. I, uh-- I sleep on a
bus and I poop in buckets.
"Hey"
Hey, you ever
notice that this guy
has never been
seen with a woman,
and yet,
he always has hickeys?
I think Dean has sex
with a vacuum cleaner.
(people laughing)
Okay, okay. I feel
the love in your teasing, bro.
- It's pretty good.
- Hey.
Didn't your father
crash a snowmobile
into an outhouse
when you were just a kid?
Probably driving too fast
trying to get away
from that big washing
machine-sized head of yours.
I mean, look at the size
of that square noggin.
Whenever he eats,
it's like he's on spin cycle.
"Um, um, um, um."
Huh?
(chuckling)
Dean?
Dean, did I do it right?
Rita!
Congratulations
on your bingo!
It's just a game; nothing
to be so serious about, eh?
I agree, Agnes.
The only thing I'm serious about
is my three grandchildren.
How many do you have again?
Aww.
Me, I only have one.
Don't make a move.
- Man: Come on, Jo!
- (crowd jeering)
Under the O
83.
Roger:
That's not even a real number!
Hurry up,
Cheap and Council!
- (thudding)
- Oh-ho!
Oh, my eye
Okay,
we're on to our final game:
monster bingo!
(crowd applauding)
Okay, let's get started, then.
We're going to try something
a little different this time.
B-15,
'cause
Roger's a shithead.
That's not even funny.
Hot start
over here, though.
You'll both have
plenty of time
to think about
what you did in here.
Hey, new fish.
Hilda, what are you
in for?
Blacking out my cards.
You?
I got caught trying
to steal back a coconut.
Amateur.
How long have you been
on the inside for?
Lips gave me 15
minutes.
I missed out
on so many things.
We gotta get out of here.
I think I have a plan.
Hey, Dean.
Listen, I'm so sorry
I was so hard on you earlier.
But you have to admit, you
helped create this cool,
untucked monster.
Look, I really want us
to be friends.
But I feel like
it's our differences
that make both of us
really special.
Yeah, man.
Maybe you should stay
as a nerdy white guy
and me as this cool-ass
influential titan.
Sure, Dean.
But you know what I think
is the real bonanza?
It's our friendship.
That's beautiful, man.
Thanks.
Hey, and
you know what, guy?
Go fuck yourself, then.
Not even.
All right!
(playing harmonica)
All right!
I got it.
You're gonna pretend
to be hurt,
and then you're
gonna cry for help.
Why pretend?
'Cause we can fake
that part.
Nah, nah,
it's gotta look real.
Here, cut me.
Ah, don't worry. Right here,
where there's no organs.
Trust me,
you can go pretty deep.
That's crazy.
Nobody's getting cut.
- Worked in Attica!
- I'm sure it did.
But all you got to do
is pretend to be hurt.
And then, Lips is going
to come in, and then--
- We'll cut him.
- Oh my God!
Nobody's getting cut!
Lips is going to come in,
I'm going to knock him out,
and then the two of us
are gonna be free.
Right, you coward.
We'll do it
your non-cutting way.
Get to it.
Help! Help!
Oh, my spleen! Oh!
It's busted! Oh!
Lips:
What's going on?
- What's going on?
- Now!
Ahh!
I'm sorry, Hilda,
but this is monster bingo!
Hey, Paul,
open the door!
(doorknob jiggling)
Damn it!
It's just
you and me now.
Nice try,
Rita the cheat-ah,
but thieves never win.
Give me that!
Paul: No!
Let go.
(both straining)
Let go! Aah!
♪
G-58!
I won!
Bingo! I won!
Those are my cards!
Were your cards,
Chief Snooze-You-Lose.
(crowd booing)
Four thousand big ones.
And guess what?
Every penny
is going towards my--
Let me guess.
The WinMax 5000 bingo machine?
As if.
I'm getting an arse lift.
(crowd booing)
All right, fine.
A WinMax 5000.
But if there's leftover money,
it's going right to my jeet!
Chickadee:
What's up, little guy?
That kid sold me a hamster for
a hundred bucks, but it's dead.
That's too far.
You crossed the line, Blue.
Here, take your money, kid.
There are limits, bro.
You'll learn them eventually.
The fuck?
The student has
become the teacher.
♪ A prisoner sits in solitude
inside an empty cell
♪ Dreaming of his freedom ♪
♪ And a ghostly wishing well ♪
♪ Haunted by the flashes
of a rainbow in his tears ♪
♪ Waiting for an open door ♪
♪ To satisfy his fears ♪
♪ Somewhere deep inside him ♪
♪ He slowly shifts the blame ♪
♪ While the shouting in his ♪
♪
It's bingo time!
♪ Yes, I can love you, baby ♪
♪ All night long ♪
You look good, Rita.
You too.
You look like you're gonna win.
Eh-eh, gaawiin.
I will say a bingo
prayer for you, though.
And I will thank you,
when I win.
Okay, the early bird
is starting soon.
Hope you find your lucky table.
I got three grandkids;
I don't need a lucky table.
Hey, jar'd!
This lucky table is ours!
- I'll remember that.
- (Paul chuckling)
You're going down,
you kii-a-skwe
mindimooyenh!
(chuckling)
I'm not regular kii-a-skwe!
I'm prison kii-a-skwe.
Ho'leh, settle down,
Stony Mountain. (chuckling)
(Agnes chuckling)
Here we are,
together, outside work.
Just relax, bro.
Just chillin'.
Oh yeah, yeah,
we're just chillin'.
Although chillin'
is a gateway to hangin'.
And you know what
can happen after a hang?
Pregnancy?
No, Dean.
Friendship.
Sorry, man, you're
just really hard to take
with your
town clothes, man.
Like, who tucks
in their t-shirt?
Uh, this guy.
Yeah, I tuck everything in -
my t-shirt,
my sheets, my socks.
Makes me feel secure,
locked in.
You're really letting loose
there, eh, Day Off Greg?
Dean, is it just me or is there
something going on over there?
Dean: Pretty intuitive,
young bingo Padawan.
They're just up in their
bingo mojo.
Greg: By aiming those charm
doohickies at each other?
Dean: So, those charms are
sending bad luck to Rita,
and Rita's charms are
blocking that bad luck.
Oh, what-- what is that?
Little warrior.
Dean: Hmm
Yes, that's the mother
of all charms.
That's Coco the Coconut.
Agnes wins big
with it every year.
So, bingo is just
simple luck.
There's nothing
simple about it, bro.
- (traditional flute playing)
- By its very nature,
it's an act of resilience.
- In our ancestors' time
- (traditional flute playing)
our customs
and practices were outlawed,
by sickly, bitchy-ass
white men, like yourself.
(traditional flute playing)
Tried to control
what us long-haired,
beautiful warriors
did on the Rez.
- (traditional flute playing)
- Sickly? I
But we bingo'd on,
and that's what
makes it tradition
and cool as fuck.
(traditional flute playing)
Hey, man.
Thanks for the flute.
That really
helped the story.
This is for
the people, man.
(traditional flute playing)
(crowd applauding)
Attention, all players.
Tonight's final prize
is $4,000.
(crowd applauding)
This year, we are going
to have a good, clean,
fair, no-bullshit
monster bingo.
Lips is head of security, so
there'll be no funny business.
And I'm talking about you,
Hilda, and your black dabber.
We can't see the numbers,
we can't verify your bingo.
Bullshit!
Let's go already!
We have some money
to give away.
And just like Paul, when he
found out Rose was pregnant,
he's got to go!
- Oh, yeah!
- (crowd laughing)
Here we go!
(squealing)
What's taking so long?
Don't blame me.
This bingo machine is faulty.
I wanted the WinMax 5000,
but I never got the money,
thanks to 'Cheap and Council'.
- (crowd booing, shouting)
- Paul: 'Sup, Jo?
What da heck!
I just got here!
Under the I, 22.
Two ducks in the water!
Hey, Mom. Big baby.
Let me grab
a seat here real quick.
Uh, sorry, Jo,
you can't sit with us.
Why the hell not?
You know that being late
for bingo is bad luck, and
you got bad breath.
I'm sorry, Jo, but I do
feel something's off.
Where am I supposed to go?
I'm the Chief;
I can't sit alone.
Roger:
Under the G, 58.
Geez, wouldn't it be great
if Jo found a seat?
G-58.
I'm sorry,
but this is Monster Bingo,
there's no messing around.
(sighing)
Okay, fuck.
Roger:
Under the B, 6.
Hey, but still too close.
Paul:
Bye.
Saved you a seat, Chief.
Uh
Hey, everybody!
Jo's at the loser table,
and that's your Chief?!
(crowd laughing)
Don't listen to him.
He calls me a mooch.
Can you believe that?
Hey, can I borrow
a dabber?
Roger:
Under the B, 8.
Give me the usual:
one blue freezie.
Sorry, Blue.
You don't have enough.
Aw, man.
Hey, you want
freezie money for life?
- Yeah.
- Then, you gotta earn it.
And sometimes,
it ain't pretty.
Watch and learn,
freezie face.
Roger: N-41.
N-41. Time for fun.
One free coffee.
It's two bucks now.
Inflation, bro.
Where's a guy gonna get two
bucks from in this economy?
Hey, got two bucks?
What can I get for this?
Chickadee:
Fill her up, bro.
Cheap ass.
That's how
it's done, Blue.
Roger:
N-44 calls out the door.
- N-44.
- Oh!
Roger:
O-75--
I mean, O-71.
She won't stop
looking at me.
She's trying to
get into my head.
Roger: O-69.
That's O for Oklahoma and 69 for
don't even make the joke, Ed.
What was that number?
O-69.
You got this.
You got the coconut,
and you've got me.
(tapping)
Listen to those dabbers
on the table, man.
It's like music.
It's cool.
It's like Jamiroquai.
You believe this mooniya?
I'm surprised
he even came out tonight.
I thought he'd be
at home drinking milk,
watching documentaries.
- (laughing)
- Oh, hey, calm down, all right?
Dean, I am still
your boss.
North Store Greg is my boss.
Day Off Greg is just some nerd
with a moustache.
Look at this guy,
he's like part news anchor,
part catfish.
"This just in,
I'm really lame
"and I pull up
my pants really high
"because I have a hairy arse.
Back to you, Barb."
(sobbing)
(sniffling)
- Weenuk, what's wrong with you?
- (whimpering)
Don't get all sad arse now.
When we tease you,
it just means we like you.
Then, why does it hurt?
(sobbing)
Just take it
if you want to be cool.
Teasing is one of the sacred
seven teachings.
- It is?
- Yeah, man.
Keeps you humble.
Roger:
B-11.
B-11 or not to B-11.
Man, you got a lot to learn
about being cool on the Rez.
Get your elbows on the table.
Nobody likes a guy
with good posture.
Okay?
And throw a bro in
here and there bro.
Bro.
And instead of saying "no",
say, "Not even".
Not even.
Yeah, right.
And if somebody
rubs you the wrong way, say,
"Go fuck yourself then."
Isn't that a little harsh?
Here, try it.
More bingo cards?
Not even, bro.
Cool.
And go fuck
yourself, then.
This kind of rhymes.
Under the N, 37.
Bingo!
- (crowd applauding)
- Paul: Yeah!
Roger:
We have a bingo.
Early bird goes to Agnes.
Yeah, I see how it is,
just because
your daughter's Chief.
(crowd applauding)
(applauding)
♪
That's a good bingo.
What do you want, bro?
I lost my glasses.
Anyone return them?
Someone returned
his glasses already.
Let's see what you got.
No, sir, nobody's
turned in anything.
But
can I interest you in these?
The heck, boy!
These look like mine!
You have good taste!
Those just came in
from Paris.
Paris, eh?
Those stop UV light,
sunlight, blue light,
even Coors Light.
You put these on, you'll never
miss another number.
I'll take 'em.
These are $400.
But for you, a hundred bucks.
That's a steal.
And if anyone asks
you where you got them,
tell them a boy named Blue.
(crowd shouting)
(shouting)
(screaming)
Hurry up!
Fuck! Call a number!
I'm trying to, Hilda.
Blame Cheap and Council.
You already told that joke.
Maybe your arms are
too weak
and you should start working out
with the teens.
You know what?
One day a ball's gonna come
flying out and
hit someone in the eye,
and that's gonna be on you.
As if!
You're just milking it, Roger.
Move it along.
(crowd shouting)
(gasping)
Where is she?
- What?
- Coco, where is she?
I told you to watch her.
Oh, Mom, I made a mistake.
I got distracted.
There's a guy over there eating
a hot dog in a hamburger bun.
You fucker!
I know who did this.
Am I wearing something
of yours or what?
Oh. Guard the table.
Give me back
the coconut, Rita.
You sound like a coconut.
I know you stole it.
What seems to be
the problem?
Nothing, officer.
I'm just trying to play bingo.
Rita stole Coco.
Okay, I'm gonna
need a description.
Okay, he's brown.
Everyone here is brown.
You're gonna have
to get more specific.
He's hairy and he's
got big googly eyes.
If you're talking
about Ernie Mitchell,
he's at his mom's tonight.
She's talking about
a coconut.
Roger:
Under the O, 75.
Watch out for that beehive.
I might be running late,
but I got an N-38.
Under the G, 4-0.
Under the O, 65.
I-21. Are we fun?
She's gonna win soon.
I can feel it.
Look at her cards,
they're soaked.
Paul: She's gotta have
Coco there somewhere.
(creaking)
N-39.
The pain's moved
down to the spine.
Bingo!
(cheering)
We have a bingo. Rita
Anyone got any lard?
Oh, fok off.
You're just
struggling on purpose.
I am not.
That machine's fine.
Oh, really?
Why don't you come up here
and bingo call it, 'den?
Fine, 'den.
You're just playing it up,
tryin' to win an Oscar.
(creaking)
Under the I,
for "I told you so"
Paul:
Ho'leh, you just suck!
(crowd shouting)
(exhaling sharply)
Oh, man,
I gotta admit, bro,
I kinda like
you better with the moustache.
Put it back.
Ah, well,
I can't do that, Dean,
because that's
not how moustaches work.
Just gotta try harder, bro.
Just push it back.
You know, I do kind
of like it, though.
I feel like
I can talk faster.
All right, well,
now that we got
cool Day Off Greg,
I'm gonna put you to the test.
Go ahead.
Tease me.
- Don't hold back.
- Are you sure?
Okay, I'll give it a try.
Um, you look like,
uh, a
a pothead.
Yeah, that's not bad,
that's not bad.
Well, how about this?
"I'm Dean. I, uh-- I sleep on a
bus and I poop in buckets.
"Hey"
Hey, you ever
notice that this guy
has never been
seen with a woman,
and yet,
he always has hickeys?
I think Dean has sex
with a vacuum cleaner.
(people laughing)
Okay, okay. I feel
the love in your teasing, bro.
- It's pretty good.
- Hey.
Didn't your father
crash a snowmobile
into an outhouse
when you were just a kid?
Probably driving too fast
trying to get away
from that big washing
machine-sized head of yours.
I mean, look at the size
of that square noggin.
Whenever he eats,
it's like he's on spin cycle.
"Um, um, um, um."
Huh?
(chuckling)
Dean?
Dean, did I do it right?
Rita!
Congratulations
on your bingo!
It's just a game; nothing
to be so serious about, eh?
I agree, Agnes.
The only thing I'm serious about
is my three grandchildren.
How many do you have again?
Aww.
Me, I only have one.
Don't make a move.
- Man: Come on, Jo!
- (crowd jeering)
Under the O
83.
Roger:
That's not even a real number!
Hurry up,
Cheap and Council!
- (thudding)
- Oh-ho!
Oh, my eye
Okay,
we're on to our final game:
monster bingo!
(crowd applauding)
Okay, let's get started, then.
We're going to try something
a little different this time.
B-15,
'cause
Roger's a shithead.
That's not even funny.
Hot start
over here, though.
You'll both have
plenty of time
to think about
what you did in here.
Hey, new fish.
Hilda, what are you
in for?
Blacking out my cards.
You?
I got caught trying
to steal back a coconut.
Amateur.
How long have you been
on the inside for?
Lips gave me 15
minutes.
I missed out
on so many things.
We gotta get out of here.
I think I have a plan.
Hey, Dean.
Listen, I'm so sorry
I was so hard on you earlier.
But you have to admit, you
helped create this cool,
untucked monster.
Look, I really want us
to be friends.
But I feel like
it's our differences
that make both of us
really special.
Yeah, man.
Maybe you should stay
as a nerdy white guy
and me as this cool-ass
influential titan.
Sure, Dean.
But you know what I think
is the real bonanza?
It's our friendship.
That's beautiful, man.
Thanks.
Hey, and
you know what, guy?
Go fuck yourself, then.
Not even.
All right!
(playing harmonica)
All right!
I got it.
You're gonna pretend
to be hurt,
and then you're
gonna cry for help.
Why pretend?
'Cause we can fake
that part.
Nah, nah,
it's gotta look real.
Here, cut me.
Ah, don't worry. Right here,
where there's no organs.
Trust me,
you can go pretty deep.
That's crazy.
Nobody's getting cut.
- Worked in Attica!
- I'm sure it did.
But all you got to do
is pretend to be hurt.
And then, Lips is going
to come in, and then--
- We'll cut him.
- Oh my God!
Nobody's getting cut!
Lips is going to come in,
I'm going to knock him out,
and then the two of us
are gonna be free.
Right, you coward.
We'll do it
your non-cutting way.
Get to it.
Help! Help!
Oh, my spleen! Oh!
It's busted! Oh!
Lips:
What's going on?
- What's going on?
- Now!
Ahh!
I'm sorry, Hilda,
but this is monster bingo!
Hey, Paul,
open the door!
(doorknob jiggling)
Damn it!
It's just
you and me now.
Nice try,
Rita the cheat-ah,
but thieves never win.
Give me that!
Paul: No!
Let go.
(both straining)
Let go! Aah!
♪
G-58!
I won!
Bingo! I won!
Those are my cards!
Were your cards,
Chief Snooze-You-Lose.
(crowd booing)
Four thousand big ones.
And guess what?
Every penny
is going towards my--
Let me guess.
The WinMax 5000 bingo machine?
As if.
I'm getting an arse lift.
(crowd booing)
All right, fine.
A WinMax 5000.
But if there's leftover money,
it's going right to my jeet!
Chickadee:
What's up, little guy?
That kid sold me a hamster for
a hundred bucks, but it's dead.
That's too far.
You crossed the line, Blue.
Here, take your money, kid.
There are limits, bro.
You'll learn them eventually.
The fuck?
The student has
become the teacher.
♪ A prisoner sits in solitude
inside an empty cell
♪ Dreaming of his freedom ♪
♪ And a ghostly wishing well ♪
♪ Haunted by the flashes
of a rainbow in his tears ♪
♪ Waiting for an open door ♪
♪ To satisfy his fears ♪
♪ Somewhere deep inside him ♪
♪ He slowly shifts the blame ♪
♪ While the shouting in his ♪