Reaper

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 gonna tell Andi? - I'm not gonna tell Andi!

If she knows, she'll never go out with me.

You could make her go out with you, Damien.

You're just gonna bring escaped souls back to hell. That's cool, right?

- How am I supposed to capture 'em? - This will help...

a vessel, hand-crafted in the bowels of perdition

by the iniquitous and the vile.

- That'll work. - A word of caution...

I don't accept failure.

You finally found the one thing that you're good at.

You sent an escaped soul back to hell.

- Come on, come on. - All right!

Those are huge on you.

- All right, feel that? - Nope, not a thing.

This is gonna work great.

- All right! Now run, rabbit. - All right, wait, give me a head start.

Steady...

Oh, Sock!

- Below the waist! - What did you say?

Say... let's try again. Here, here.

This 2 pants thing doesn't work!

You sure about that? Let's try again here.

Sock, you're makin'me mad!

Wait, wait.

Oh, my god, mom!

- You're back! - Hi, sweetheart!

Oh, ribs, sweetie! Ribs, ribs.

Oh, sorry. How was Vegas?

Mom, did you see me shoot Ben in the butt?

I did. Good shootin', Bert.

- Very good shot. - Hey, Ms. Wysocki.

Um, mom... Who's the, uh, cowboy?

Um, Bert, there's something I have to tell you.

Uh, this is Morris.

And we have some wonderful news.

Will you stop checking the time? Am I that boring?

No, I told you I have to leave in 10 minutes.

I'm gonna be super late. And it's definitely not boring.

I'll tell you when 10 minutes is up.

What...

Hey, what?

Oh, my gosh, this is beautiful!

You were gonna give it to me as a present? That is so sweet!

Yeah. Yeah, you... you like it?

I love it. It's perfect. Put it on.

There you go.

Oh! Thank you, thank you, thank you!

- What's up? - Sock, what are you doing?

I need you to get rid of this, OK?

Sock, are you all right?

My mom came home from Vegas today.

You shot your mom with a BB gun?

No, Sam, of course not.

I might have shot an Asian cowboy, though.

What?

Yeah. And I think I punched him in the eye.

I don't know. It's all a big blur.

- Will you rub my head? - Yeah.

Thank you. That feels good.

Sock, what the hell is going on?

My mom get married.

And now I have nobody, except for you two.

Would somebody get me a six pack?

It's what my mom would have done.

Oh, hey, you're up.

Sock,

why is my alarm clock going off at 4:30 in the morning?

Yeah, I couldn't sleep, either.

But, um, since we're both awake, do you want to talk?

Do we have to do this now?

Can you believe she married a guy named Morris?

Morris, Sam.

I mean, I don't even think he's a real cowboy.

You know, I mean,

how long has she even known this guy, a week?

Now she's going to shack up with a total stranger.

Yeah, good idea, mom.

She's absolutely going to regret this.

Oh, blue tie. Definitely better than the red.

Sometimes, if you love somebody enough,

you have got to let them hit rock bottom.

Even though I might want to kick Morris' ass to the curb right now,

I'm not gonna do it.

I'm gonna stand strong, and I'm gonna be firm.

Hello?

You know, my mom and I are a team,

and teammates do not go out and get married behind each other's backs.

That's one thing I know.

So I'm gonna take the one thing away from her she loves the most... me.

I'm not gonna move back in until she admits she made a mistake.

I can't do it.

I can't work. I'm too upset.

Sock, come on, it'll be good for you. It'll take your mind off of things.

OK, but I need a push.

Sam, I am a wall of misery, all right?

You're gonna have to do a little better than that. Let's go.

Sock?!

Oh, my god, Sock, are you OK?

Hey, did you just fly in here?

Sam moved me with his mind.

The devil must be screwing with me.

What do you think it means?

It might have something to do with the soul.

That...

was wicked.

Let's do it again. Ben, help me with the tree.

Sam, get back over there.

Hey, do you know where Sock is?

I need him to fake a seizure for me.

That is an unusual request.

Yeah, well, Ted saw Sock fall into the Christmas tree.

He's terrified of a workman's comp lawsuit.

Terrified Ted is always a good time.

- Sock's in house wares. - Great, thank you.

There's something about the sea air.

- You know? - Yeah.

Maybe it's because all of life came from the sea.

It's primordial. Clean, fresh.

And almost entirely covers up the stench

of that decomposing corpse down there.

- Who is that? - A vagrant, I think.

No one of consequence.

Where's its head?

Removed,

and partially eaten

by one Phillip Carmona.

Hell's latest overachiever.

- Eaten? - Yeah.

In life, Carmona was a cannibal.

Had a predilection for eating the brains

and the heart.

- So the soul ate its heart, too? - No, I don't think so.

He got scared away.

Look, he always finishes his meals and he always eats at night.

Now you just follow the corpse, you'll find your soul.

Excuse me a moment.

What's up?

You're gonna be sorry when I'm famous, Rachel.

Rachel, how can you date an accountant?

- Great titles, man. - Thanks.

They're about my ex.

Her name was Rachel.

Really? Not a nice girl, I take it.

She left me for following my dream,

the dream of rock and roll.

You're probably drinking a lot more than usual.

You gotta numb the pain, bro.

Jerry Belvedere.

A&R for popblast records.

Ryan Milner. My stage name's Ryan.

- No last name. - Ryan.

You know, Ryan, I bet you and I can make a deal

that'll be extremely beneficial to the both of us.

Mr. Belvedere, can I talk to you for a second?

What are you doing?

What does it look like?

You're setting that guy up so you can buy his soul.

Duh, Sam.

Come on, just leave him alone. He's pathetic enough as it is!

Oh, wow, Sammy, maybe you're right.

If I'm hearing you correctly,

you're basically calling me a morally bankrupt, evil being.

Yes, more or less.

Then this makes perfect sense.

Hey, uh, I gotta get going.

Wait, wait, wait, is that her? Cady?

Yeah, yeah, she's just... We're gonna hang out.

Oh, OK, well, bring her over here. What's the big deal?

I mean, we're friends, right?

So, why can't I meet your girlfriend?

I mean, unless you're trying to hide her from me.

- Why would I do that? - Too late.

- Hi, cutie! - Hey.

- Hi, I'm Cady. - Hi.

Uh, Andi.

I've heard a lot about you.

- Yeah, all good things. - Oh, good to hear.

That's a nice necklace.

Oh, thank you. Sam got it for me.

Yeah, actually, he showed it to me... once.

Andi used to play soccer in high school, like you.

- You guys... did that... - Well, enjoy your lunch.

And your necklace.

She hates me.

- No, she doesn't hate you. - Come on, Sam, it's obvious.

Did you guys have a thing?

Yeah... Let's sit down.

All right, this... this is my fault.

All right, the necklace you're wearing

was actually one I had originally bought for her.

When?

- Uh, a few weeks ago? - And then you gave it to me?

Yeah, but to be fair, I didn't plan on giving it to you.

I... I just, I got caught when you found it and I made a rash decision. I...

So why did you keep it?

I... I don't have an answer.

That's weird, Sam.