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Phil?
Philip?
- Mom's talking, dude. - Yes?
I need you to look at me when
- I talk to you. - Okay. Yes.
- I'm sorry, Mom. - I'm sorry about him, Mom.
Okay, so here's the deal.
- I gotta go to work. - Mm-hmm.
I am going to leave Mike in charge.
- What are you talking about? - Yes!
I'm going to leave Mike
- in charge tonight. - Yes!
- Do you got that, Phil? - You better prove to me
that you can be a little bit more responsible this time,
and that means no broken dishes.
- That was actually... - That was Mike's fault!
I know it was one of your faults, and I don't want any broken dishes.
- None. - Yes, Mommy.
If you have any emergencies, you go immediately
to Mrs. Garducci's apartment and ask her for help.
- Can I trust you boys? - Yes.
- Yes. - You can leave us. We'll be fine.
I love you.
- I love you, Mom. - Love you too, Mom.
- All right. Bye. - See you, Mom.
- Bye, Mom. Take care, okay? - Bye, Mom. Love you.
Okay, so, Phil, for my first order of business as leader,
I'm gonna need you to get me three juice boxes.
- Okay? - What? N... no way!
- Phil, Mom put me in charge. - Okay...
And everyone knows every leader needs a servant,
and that's where you come in.
Every leader needs a servant?
- Yeah. - Hm...
- I mean, I guess that logic holds up. - Yes, it does.
- Three juice boxes? - Yes.
grape, cherry, and also a tropical mix.
You know, it's sort of citrusy,
but it also encompasses the other flavors.
Oh, wait, that sounds nice. I think I
- would like that. - And it's seasonal,
so you should probably if you're interested...
- Mike! - All right, all right. Hold on.
- Mike! - Phil, hold on.
- I can't see anything, dude! - All right.
Hold on, I gotta find the light.
Turn on the light! I'm freaking out!
- Oh, no, dude. - Oh, man.
- You broke everything, Mike! - I didn't break anything!
- What are you talking about? - You broke everything!
- You went into the kitchen! - Everything's broken!
- All right, everything's fine. - This is not good, Mikey!
- Everything's gonna... - No, it's not fine, Mike!
My toys are broken.
The chairs are broken.
Mom's China is brokeeeeen!
Okay, you know what?
That one was on me.
- That one was on you - I think, yeah. I did that.
- That's impressive. - All right, look.
Mom said that in the rare case of an emergency,
that we should go to Mrs. Garducci's apartment
- for help, all right? - Okay.
So, that's what we're gonna do.
- Just follow me. - If you could
just carry me a little bit?
- I'm very disoriented. - Okay.
- I got you. Come on. - All right.
You got a little bigger than last time.
I've been a growing boy.
Ugh, it smells so bad in here.
- Mrs. Garducci? - Oh, there she is.
She's lying... Oh, I think she's sleeping.
- Okay. - Oh, she's so old.
Hi, Mrs. Garducci.
- It's Mike and Phil from downstairs. - Hey! From downstairs.
Our mom said to come up here if there's an emergency or anything...
Oh, my God!
What are you doing?
- Who are you?! - I'm April.
I live two floors above.
Why are you screaming? That's not scary.
Yeah, but groceries up those stairs?
Oy gevalt! That a nightmare. Forget about it.
- We've never seen you before. - Yeah, you live in the building?
We live in the building. Yeah, I
come and stay with my dad sometimes
when he's not away, so I'm not here that often.
Where are you from? Why do you sound so different?
Long Island.
- Oh, it's a Long Island accent. - It was a Long Island accent.
Have you checked this place for supplies?
Of... course we have checked it for supplies, April.
Um, I mean, there's a shoehorn over there,
And there's, like, four packs of those, like,
tiny screwdrivers to, like, fix glasses.
Mm-hmm. - You know what I mean?
Those are right there.
Jesus Christ.
Oh, great, this will be really useful.
Wait... Wait, wait, wait, where are you going?
Don't you guys get it?
The tree fell on its eastern side,
which is where all the entrances are.
If we wanna get out of here in one piece,
we need to get to the roof.
The roof? But that's on the other end of the tree.
That's, like, 80 feet.
Then we better get going now.
- We don't have time to talk about it. - Yeah.
I was actually just gonna say I think we should go to the roof of the tree.
I'm actually the leader here, um...
I'm actually liking what April's putting out.
- Well... - 'Cause she sounds assertive,
whereas you tend to get a very shaky voice.
See you guys later.
- I'm gonna catch up with you... - We should probably follow with her.
She's a girl squirrel, right?
- Yeah. - She's, like, a... Okay.
I just wish they would, like, tell me before they drop them
because I didn't clean up at all
and now it's like he's looking at me like it's messy in here,
and it's, like, why am I even doing this to myself?
Like, it doesn't matter. I'm gonna eat him.
Like, I'm... I'm gonna eat him. Like, why do I care?
What do... I have to make the first move or something?
I know you've done this before.
I haven't, so chomp on me and get it over with.
This... this tank is disgusting.
You know, I feel like the assumption is
that this is easy for me, to literally have to stare
at him like I'm some psycho murderer who just loves it?
They think I'm like that,
but it's, like, I don't need this-s-s.
What the fuck? Is she...
S-Sonya, don't you dare weep.
What is going on?
Don't you machine gun weep. S-S-S...
You know what? Fuck this snake. I'm out.
How do I get out of here?
Just gonna climb up this with my tiny fingernails.
What?
Check out this fucking pervert right here,
like, trying to climb up a smooth wall.
Go ahead, little critter,
like, wiggle that butt up that glass.
Like, you are actually perking my appetite up.
Yup, yup, I'm getting out.
I'm not gonna look down 'cause I know I'm making progress.
Him feeling so much hope and joy is what's making
me feel so fucking hungry right now!
I'm wigglin'. I'm getting up there.
His face and his wiggling little buns
are like the amuse-bouche.
Like, I am ready to eat this mouse!
Oh.
Look who's suddenly interested.
Yeah? Is this what you wanted?
You're sick!
You're, like, demented. I'm fucking starving now.
I'm gonna come across. I'm gonna eat you
and then you're gonna be inside of me.
Oh, my God. She's actually coming over here.
Here we go.
This is what you were born to do!
You're a beautiful murderess, you fucking bitch!
Sue saba!
Yeah!
Eat me!
Huh.
You should have chewed me up like a normal person.
Yo, I can just, like, walk around in here? What the fuck?
Is he still...
This is so annoying.
We had what we had.
It was great, but, like, just fucking die now.
Why prolong this?
This is actually kinda nice.
I didn't think it was gonna be like this at all.
It's kinda dark, but that's fine.
She'll open her mouth again I bet.
You're not gonna live in me.
Like, you're gonna die, and, like, if I were you,
I'd fucking kill yourself before I start
turning you into poop 'cause that's gonna be fucking horrible for you.
And I'll put this right there...
Cute.
Whoa! That fluid stings.
It stings a little bit.
Oh, I do feel that the digestive process has set in.
I can tell.
Yeah, I burped. Yeah, it's happening.
Hey, the walls. The walls are closing in a little bit.
I don't know what you're doin', but...
You know, it just goes to show
that sometimes the most heightened
and electric experiences are those of following tradition.
Being in our roles.
Ow, my lamp!
I'mma take this as a win.
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