Dream Corp LLC (2016) s02e13 Episode Script
What Happens in Randy Stays in Randy
[Music.]
Aah! Aah! [Glass breaking.]
Aaah! [clatter.]
- Aah! - Randy, it's time for your treatment.
Yeah Yeah.
No, sounds good.
Aah! Can't catch me.
[Laughs.]
I'm out! I'm out! I'm out! Oh! Oh! - All right.
- Sorry, Doc.
Let's get you in the Dream Chamber.
[title music.]
2x13 - What Happens in Randy Stays in Randy [Beeping, whirring.]
Today, we are going to lick this agoraphobia thing - or we're gonna die trying.
- Randy: Ooh, ooh, ooh.
Doctor, if I don't make it out of there, I want you to have my high-school ring.
Oh, oh, well, thank you.
And, Ahmed, I want you to have my living-animal jewelry collection.
Sure.
Thanks, Randy.
Oh, uh, 88, you get to leave the room.
[Clears throat.]
Uh, no offense, but you weird me out.
Yeah.
Like I'm I'm the weird one.
Right.
Well, good luck.
Dr.
Roberts: You're gonna be fine, Randy.
We've been this twice a year for the last 16 years.
No, but it it gets harder every time.
That's the spirit.
Bea, keep a record of everything.
T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
, get calibration.
Drop me right in.
T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
: Hey-ho! [Whirring.]
[Electricity whines.]
Honestly, if things go south while I'm under, I'll make a gesture like this.
I'll - Got it, Bea? - Bea: Got it.
Randy: Okay.
And then I'll say the safe word rubber baby.
T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
, you flip the brain switch, and then hit the button with the orange "paid" sticker on it.
Pull back on the yolk, and I'll I'll jump right out.
Sorry, man.
I-I wasn't listening.
But if you die, I'm gonna keep your sexy bikini mug.
- That's fair.
- You're gonna be fine, Randy.
Ahmed, he's ready.
[Clank.]
Oh, God.
[Music.]
Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God, oh, God.
Is that a bubble? Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God.
Good luck, Rand.
See you back here soon! - I Oh, shit! - Was that my sexy bikini muuuu [Whirring.]
[Music.]
Whoo! Vegas, baby! [Mechanical whirring.]
Thank you.
[Whirring continues.]
I love you, Vegas! [Whirring continues.]
Thank you.
- Calling it a night, Tom? - My tits are itching.
See you tomorrow, buddy.
Whoo! Vegas, baby! Picture with the Rand-bot? We take tips.
Randy, you've been here so many times, you work here.
Let's get past Vegas today, huh? Let's go deeper.
Let's go further.
- Like to Reno? - Deeper.
Manhole.
[Metal clanks, creaking.]
- Manhole.
- Manhole.
Manhole.
Manhole-la.
Man.
What is triggering your agoraphobia? Find what's hiding.
I can't go any further today, Doc.
I'm just I-I'm gonna stop.
Oh, no, no.
Deeper.
Keep going, Randy.
I-I'm sorry.
I'm gonna stop here.
I ju I mean, my legs hurt.
My teeth hurt.
My hair hurts.
I didn't sleep last night.
My teeth hurt.
My braces are tight.
[Electronic whining.]
Okay, Randy.
Looks like we're back at the office kinda.
Let's just get you to the front door.
Five bucks says he's not leaving the building.
Be optimistic, T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
If Randy overcomes his agoraphobia, he can lead a real life, and then you can get your room back.
[Scoffs.]
Right.
Yeah, my room.
Great Yeah.
Amazing.
[Music.]
[Screaming.]
[Laughs.]
Those lizards don't have any legs.
Dreams, right? Ah, aah.
Aaaah! Doctor, Randy uses Vegas to avoid his issues, but he's confronting himself.
He's making incredible progress.
[Clears throat.]
So, kidding aside, do you think Randy's got a chance of leaving the building? Unless something disastrous happens.
Oh.
Something disastrous Dr.
Roberts: Good job, Randy.
Now, doesn't that feel nice? The sun on your face and the wind in your hair? Ooh! Beat off those insecurities.
These fish are idiots! Salmon return home to spawn every year.
But to return, you must first depart.
[Fishing line whips.]
Ooh, I think I got one.
[Roars.]
Aah! No! I'm not leaving! Not today, Doc.
[Music.]
[Roars.]
[Music.]
- Dr.
Roberts: Bea? - Play dead.
- Man: Play dead! - Get the fish! T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
, let me out the front door.
T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
? T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
! Where's T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
? T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
! - 88.
- Oh, hey, T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
You're a shell of a human.
Quick question.
Is it bad to secretly hope your friend doesn't succeed at something they really, really want? Uh no.
It sucks when your friends are successful.
You just have to bury that feeling deep inside and never, ever tell them.
So, being jealous and self-serving is the most human thing you can do? It sure is.
That's why I like this plant here.
It's never jealous or selfish at all.
- It's the only pure thing in my life.
- Oh, okay.
See ya, T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
Yeah, you're gonna die alone.
Help! Anybody! [Screaming.]
Randy: Rubber baby! Rubber baby! [Roars.]
Dr.
Roberts: T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
, pull me out! Aah! That one [muttering indistinctly.]
[Screams.]
Bea: Welcome back, Doctor.
[Snarls quietly.]
[Music.]
T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
to the Dream Chamber, please.
T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
to the Dream Chamber.
[Music.]
[Electricity crackling.]
[Sighs.]
Dr.
Roberts: Come on, Randy.
You can do it.
Just one foot in front of the other.
[Deep voice.]
One foot in front of the other.
No need to continue hiding from yourself.
[Gasps.]
I found me.
There you are.
Follow your instincts.
[Deep voice.]
Don't Don't go to the door.
Please, after you.
- See the world! - Listen to yourself.
Oh, screw it.
I'm not losing my best friend today.
[Clanks.]
[Alarm blaring.]
[Music.]
Oh, dang, we must've blown a fuse.
I guess we're just gonna have to start the therapy session all over again next year.
Are you okay? The power's gone Oh.
- Dream Chamber's on a generator.
- Oh, yeah.
We can't have some maniac cutting the power, compromising our science, can we? Smart.
Yeah.
A lot of maniacs running around in the world.
Bea: T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
, pull up a seat.
Randy's about to leave the building.
Is he? Wow.
Randy: Randy, one foot in front of the other.
Hey! You stepped on my boots.
These are my new boots.
I like those boots.
Got a pair just like them.
Bea: He's standing in his own way.
- Randy, what's wrong? - I'm scared and now that I'm looking at myself, very horny.
I don't blame you.
Not at all.
And Randy, there's nothing out there to be scared of.
Bea: [Deep voice.]
Listen to your id, Randy.
- Take your own advice.
- I can't.
I-I just can't.
Randy, it's T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
[Deep voice.]
Listen.
Everything you've ever wanted to do, your silly mind, soft body, and fake hand have accomplished.
[Normal voice.]
I believe in you, mate.
Thank you, T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
Just one foot in front of the other.
Boom.
[Screams.]
Holy shit! Yes! Yes, Bea, you owe me five bucks.
He didn't leave the building, did he, technically? I wonder what happened.
Good job, Randy.
We'll get it next time.
[Bleep.]
Phew.
[Music.]
[Sighs.]
I'm gonna call it again.
T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
! Hey, are you agoraphobic, too? Why didn't you just say something? Wh-What? No.
I came here because Well, wait, wait, wait.
Me first.
[Chuckles.]
Gosh, where to begin.
Dr.
Roberts wants me to get better, you know, to leave the nest, to stop ordering birds online because they keep dying in the mailing tubes, but I like who I am, you know? I-I don't even care that therapy didn't work today.
- You don't? - No.
I guess I'm just scared that if I got better and could leave, - well, I'd have to leave.
- Yeah.
- Then I'd lose my best friend.
- Never.
Our friendship is as unbreakable as this.
- My sexy bikini mug! - [Chuckling.]
Yeah.
[Shatters.]
T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
: That's your fault.
Damn it! Curse these hands! [Music.]
Aah! Aah! [Glass breaking.]
Aaah! [clatter.]
- Aah! - Randy, it's time for your treatment.
Yeah Yeah.
No, sounds good.
Aah! Can't catch me.
[Laughs.]
I'm out! I'm out! I'm out! Oh! Oh! - All right.
- Sorry, Doc.
Let's get you in the Dream Chamber.
[title music.]
2x13 - What Happens in Randy Stays in Randy [Beeping, whirring.]
Today, we are going to lick this agoraphobia thing - or we're gonna die trying.
- Randy: Ooh, ooh, ooh.
Doctor, if I don't make it out of there, I want you to have my high-school ring.
Oh, oh, well, thank you.
And, Ahmed, I want you to have my living-animal jewelry collection.
Sure.
Thanks, Randy.
Oh, uh, 88, you get to leave the room.
[Clears throat.]
Uh, no offense, but you weird me out.
Yeah.
Like I'm I'm the weird one.
Right.
Well, good luck.
Dr.
Roberts: You're gonna be fine, Randy.
We've been this twice a year for the last 16 years.
No, but it it gets harder every time.
That's the spirit.
Bea, keep a record of everything.
T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
, get calibration.
Drop me right in.
T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
: Hey-ho! [Whirring.]
[Electricity whines.]
Honestly, if things go south while I'm under, I'll make a gesture like this.
I'll - Got it, Bea? - Bea: Got it.
Randy: Okay.
And then I'll say the safe word rubber baby.
T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
, you flip the brain switch, and then hit the button with the orange "paid" sticker on it.
Pull back on the yolk, and I'll I'll jump right out.
Sorry, man.
I-I wasn't listening.
But if you die, I'm gonna keep your sexy bikini mug.
- That's fair.
- You're gonna be fine, Randy.
Ahmed, he's ready.
[Clank.]
Oh, God.
[Music.]
Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God, oh, God.
Is that a bubble? Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God.
Good luck, Rand.
See you back here soon! - I Oh, shit! - Was that my sexy bikini muuuu [Whirring.]
[Music.]
Whoo! Vegas, baby! [Mechanical whirring.]
Thank you.
[Whirring continues.]
I love you, Vegas! [Whirring continues.]
Thank you.
- Calling it a night, Tom? - My tits are itching.
See you tomorrow, buddy.
Whoo! Vegas, baby! Picture with the Rand-bot? We take tips.
Randy, you've been here so many times, you work here.
Let's get past Vegas today, huh? Let's go deeper.
Let's go further.
- Like to Reno? - Deeper.
Manhole.
[Metal clanks, creaking.]
- Manhole.
- Manhole.
Manhole.
Manhole-la.
Man.
What is triggering your agoraphobia? Find what's hiding.
I can't go any further today, Doc.
I'm just I-I'm gonna stop.
Oh, no, no.
Deeper.
Keep going, Randy.
I-I'm sorry.
I'm gonna stop here.
I ju I mean, my legs hurt.
My teeth hurt.
My hair hurts.
I didn't sleep last night.
My teeth hurt.
My braces are tight.
[Electronic whining.]
Okay, Randy.
Looks like we're back at the office kinda.
Let's just get you to the front door.
Five bucks says he's not leaving the building.
Be optimistic, T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
If Randy overcomes his agoraphobia, he can lead a real life, and then you can get your room back.
[Scoffs.]
Right.
Yeah, my room.
Great Yeah.
Amazing.
[Music.]
[Screaming.]
[Laughs.]
Those lizards don't have any legs.
Dreams, right? Ah, aah.
Aaaah! Doctor, Randy uses Vegas to avoid his issues, but he's confronting himself.
He's making incredible progress.
[Clears throat.]
So, kidding aside, do you think Randy's got a chance of leaving the building? Unless something disastrous happens.
Oh.
Something disastrous Dr.
Roberts: Good job, Randy.
Now, doesn't that feel nice? The sun on your face and the wind in your hair? Ooh! Beat off those insecurities.
These fish are idiots! Salmon return home to spawn every year.
But to return, you must first depart.
[Fishing line whips.]
Ooh, I think I got one.
[Roars.]
Aah! No! I'm not leaving! Not today, Doc.
[Music.]
[Roars.]
[Music.]
- Dr.
Roberts: Bea? - Play dead.
- Man: Play dead! - Get the fish! T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
, let me out the front door.
T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
? T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
! Where's T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
? T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
! - 88.
- Oh, hey, T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
You're a shell of a human.
Quick question.
Is it bad to secretly hope your friend doesn't succeed at something they really, really want? Uh no.
It sucks when your friends are successful.
You just have to bury that feeling deep inside and never, ever tell them.
So, being jealous and self-serving is the most human thing you can do? It sure is.
That's why I like this plant here.
It's never jealous or selfish at all.
- It's the only pure thing in my life.
- Oh, okay.
See ya, T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
Yeah, you're gonna die alone.
Help! Anybody! [Screaming.]
Randy: Rubber baby! Rubber baby! [Roars.]
Dr.
Roberts: T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
, pull me out! Aah! That one [muttering indistinctly.]
[Screams.]
Bea: Welcome back, Doctor.
[Snarls quietly.]
[Music.]
T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
to the Dream Chamber, please.
T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
to the Dream Chamber.
[Music.]
[Electricity crackling.]
[Sighs.]
Dr.
Roberts: Come on, Randy.
You can do it.
Just one foot in front of the other.
[Deep voice.]
One foot in front of the other.
No need to continue hiding from yourself.
[Gasps.]
I found me.
There you are.
Follow your instincts.
[Deep voice.]
Don't Don't go to the door.
Please, after you.
- See the world! - Listen to yourself.
Oh, screw it.
I'm not losing my best friend today.
[Clanks.]
[Alarm blaring.]
[Music.]
Oh, dang, we must've blown a fuse.
I guess we're just gonna have to start the therapy session all over again next year.
Are you okay? The power's gone Oh.
- Dream Chamber's on a generator.
- Oh, yeah.
We can't have some maniac cutting the power, compromising our science, can we? Smart.
Yeah.
A lot of maniacs running around in the world.
Bea: T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
, pull up a seat.
Randy's about to leave the building.
Is he? Wow.
Randy: Randy, one foot in front of the other.
Hey! You stepped on my boots.
These are my new boots.
I like those boots.
Got a pair just like them.
Bea: He's standing in his own way.
- Randy, what's wrong? - I'm scared and now that I'm looking at myself, very horny.
I don't blame you.
Not at all.
And Randy, there's nothing out there to be scared of.
Bea: [Deep voice.]
Listen to your id, Randy.
- Take your own advice.
- I can't.
I-I just can't.
Randy, it's T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
[Deep voice.]
Listen.
Everything you've ever wanted to do, your silly mind, soft body, and fake hand have accomplished.
[Normal voice.]
I believe in you, mate.
Thank you, T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
Just one foot in front of the other.
Boom.
[Screams.]
Holy shit! Yes! Yes, Bea, you owe me five bucks.
He didn't leave the building, did he, technically? I wonder what happened.
Good job, Randy.
We'll get it next time.
[Bleep.]
Phew.
[Music.]
[Sighs.]
I'm gonna call it again.
T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
! Hey, are you agoraphobic, too? Why didn't you just say something? Wh-What? No.
I came here because Well, wait, wait, wait.
Me first.
[Chuckles.]
Gosh, where to begin.
Dr.
Roberts wants me to get better, you know, to leave the nest, to stop ordering birds online because they keep dying in the mailing tubes, but I like who I am, you know? I-I don't even care that therapy didn't work today.
- You don't? - No.
I guess I'm just scared that if I got better and could leave, - well, I'd have to leave.
- Yeah.
- Then I'd lose my best friend.
- Never.
Our friendship is as unbreakable as this.
- My sexy bikini mug! - [Chuckling.]
Yeah.
[Shatters.]
T.
E.
R.
R.
Y.
: That's your fault.
Damn it! Curse these hands! [Music.]