Gut

Thanks.

I'm going to steal your nose... Gotcha!

Dad, give it back.

Bye girls.

Bye Dad! Be back in 10 minutes!

He always gets my nose...

Oh, no!

It's Carl Weathers and he's got a gun!

No...

Brain...

Brain...

Brain!

Now the zombie, Carl Weathers!

Carl Weathers, zombie! He's gonna eat brains!

That's good...

What?

Bitch.

Wanna get some food?

What's with you lately?

- What do you mean? - What I mean?

You're always so distracted all the time,

and you never use to leave that much food on your plate.

- What are you? My fucking mother? - Just an observation.

That is all.

Yeah. Guess, you get a lot going on.

Yeah, I think I may need a vacation or something.

Or maybe I'm just bored, I don't know.

I know what you need.

Beer, junk food and, most importantly, another horror movie all nighter.

Fortunately, unlike some pussy with motherfuckers I know,

I am talking about you, by the way.

I still have all the above in-house and I for one

can't think of anything better tonight than to waste it with your sorry ass.

Why didn't you call for the love of a channel "The Living Dead 3" action.

Mindy Clarke...

Mindy Clarke...

- She's still the queen. - Fuck yeah!

Oh, but what could your questionnaires possibly have lined up for tonight anyway.

Well, me and the other "crusty ones" I live with actually had plans

to eat dinner and watch the latest Pixar flick.

What? The last one look like garbage!

Talking fruits? I mean, come on...

How does did even compare to what I'm offering?

Look, I promised Katie.

Yeah. Yeah... Katie...

Dude, we're not 15 anymore.

Besides, aren't you getting tired of watching the same old

cheesy hard-flicks all the time?

Fine, we can see what's new if you want.

I'm sure we can find something.

Not tonight, I can't. Sorry.

We never hang out anymore.

We're hanging out now, aren't we?

We're on lunch. You asshole.

You know what?

I'll see you back there, okay?

You're all good?

Yeah.

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

Light time, Dad.

Light time...

Baby, it's still hard...

- Did you...? - Yeah.

Of course.

Are you for some lunch?

Nope.

Well, I'm bagging it.

Well, my momma gave me lunch money today, so I'm heading out!

- Have fun. - I will.

Alright pal.

We're here with Tom Nelson,

actor and star of the upcoming horror film by Dan Jones.

- Tom... may I call you Tom? - You're an idiot.

Tom, what was it that impressed you into the part of

psychopathic killer Fred Vorley?

Man, stop... I don't... Stop this shit.

Let me rephrase the question for you.

How many dicks did you have to suck to get the part?

Man, fuck you!

Do you enjoy the taste of penis in your mouth?

- Fuck you! - Whoa, whoa, whoa...

Be very careful with that, please.

Now, it's on you, asshole.

How do you feel to have written and directed the

worst piece of shit that has ever gone into a camera?

Thanks man. It feels great. Can I have my fucking camera back?

Please don't let it fall. Please don't do it.

Oh, you dropped that camera! I swear to God...

- Balls on your chin. - Palls on my chin?

Balls resting on your chin. Give me that fucking camera!

Hello?

Hey, Dan!

No, no. He's still upstate. I thought I told you.

We're looking for a new place.

Oh, we've talked about it before, but you know...

Tom really hasn't been very happy at work lately, and...

you know, we just thought it was time to get out of the city.

I remember that he told you.

Oh, no, no no, no. We are still at the beginning stages.

You know how long these things can take.

Of course.

Later tonight.

Yeah, absolutely.

Okay.

Alright.

Talk to you later. Bye.

Have a nice trip?

What are you doing here?

I hear you're moving.

We are looking.

When were you gonna tell me about it? Or were you even going to tell me at all?

I really haven't told anyone yet. We've only started looking last week.

How could you not tell me?

I mean, did you find another job? How far away are you moving?

Look...

It's late, Dan.

Go home. I'll see you at work tomorrow.

So that's it? You just going to blow me off?

Go home, Dan.

You're supposed to be my friend.

You're making that kind of difficult right now.

Go home. We'll talk tomorrow.

- Why are you leaving? - I said we'll talk about it later!

Hey, hon, what's going on?

Oh hi, Dan.

Are you coming in soon?

- Just a second, honey. - Okay.

Go home, Dan. Get some sleep.

We'll talk tomorrow.

Yeah, okay.

We'll talk tomorrow.

Hi.

Hey.

So, when you planning on moving?

Probably some time over the spring.

Just...

It depends on how soon we can close on the house.

What about work?

We got some savings.

You know, if I can't lock a job down right away...

I can always do some work for Lily's father.

Hope we won't come down to that.

Why didn't you tell me?

I wanted to.

I just...

I don't know. I just didn't know how to...

bring it up. You know?

- I wasn't sure how you'd react. - You know, I'm sorry about that, I am.

Yeah.

You're my best friend, you know?

I'm glad that you guys worked everything out.

So, how did you like the movie?

What?

What movie?

The Pixar thing you ditched me for last week.

Oh, yeah. It's...

pretty much what I expected, you know.

- It's fun enough. - Well...

with that sterling recommendation, I'll be sure to rent it.

I'm sure you will.

What's with you today?

You've been acting extra doofy all morning.

See some good horror porn lately?

Better.

- Well, this now I have to hear about. - No, this you have to see to believe.

Why don't you come over tonight and I'll show you?

I mean, unless of course you are...

You're not really going to call me chicken, are you?

No no, I was going to say you're in office.

You know, cause your ball, you know, the ball sac

is without the balls, so it's just a little...

it's dangling in the wind.

It's gone with the wind, really.

Your nuts are just wandering around looking for a home...

and they can't find one, because your sac has got no nuts.

Alright, alright, yes. I'll be there. Done.

Alright. After work, my place. And bring the balls.

You know, if you can find them.

Hey, is causing trouble over now?

No, no.

- Enjoy. - Thanks Sally.

Thank you.

Damn, she's got a nice ass.

So, what do you think?

What do I think?

Yeah, I mean...

Do you think it's real?

Feels real, doesn't it?

Where did you get this?

I... I ordered it online, you know?

Some underground website.

Huh, figured what the fuck..

- I got to go. - Hey, wait man!

Hang on for a bit, have another beer.

Don't you want to talk about it?

Talk about it?

What the fuck is there to talk about?

You had me worried there.

That makes two of us.

You should have told me.