05x01 - The Noise Boys Make One Noise

[bunniefuu]

Tonight, dodging
the first banana peel

but slipping on the
second, it's Josh Ruben.

The world's oldest ultra
marathoner, Zac Oyama.

- Eh, I'm gonna die.

I'm gonna die.

Don't get my butt. I pooped.

Ah.

Did I win?
- That was really bad.

- And with an entrance in three
acts, Brennan Lee Mulligan.

- What? An open door?

I can't possibly go through.

Wait, something bad happened.

My aunt and uncle, or
maybe my wife is dead.

Fine, I will go through.

Wow, allies and enemies,
trials in a new world.

But it's even worse than I thought.

God, this f*cking sucks.

Dark night of the soul.

Oh, I defeated the enemy,

real knowledge to bring
back through the threshold.

Huh, and now I'm back where I started,

but everything's somehow different.

Stories are easy, dude.

They're all here to-

- Make Some Noise!

- Welcome to "Make Some Noise,"

the game so good we spun it off unchanged.

I'm your host Sam Reich.
Here's how the show works.

I have here a series of
improvisational prompts

our players have never seen before.

Isn't that right, players?

- Mm.
- I instinctively say

I haven't seen them,
and then Brennan says...

- I'll know if I haven't
seen them when I see them,

and it's crazy to ask before I do.

- Congratulations, Brennan.

- Goddammit.
- It's the 12th time

you've done this bit.

Thank you, Paul, thank you, Nico.

- Actually, Sam.

- Oh.

Before we leave, this is the third time

you've done this bit.

- That's really beautiful.

I'm gonna start my own
plaque business.

- They will, to the best of their ability,

fulfill those prompts.

I will award them corresponding points,

and the winner will go home
with the coveted Golden Ear,

which when grouped with other
Golden Ears is called a heard.

- Whoo!

Playing the trumpet?

- Players, are you ready to sound off?

- That's a question I can answer yes.

- First up, a little
minigame that we like to call

"Make One Noise."

- Okay.
- I'm gonna give you

prompts just like I typically would.

Only you get one noise.

- Oh.
- One utterance,

one breath, if you will.

- Do we feel like that's okay?

Do we like that he's doing this?

- I'd love to get cleaner parameters,

but that's nothing new.
- All right, okay,

just wanted to check.
- I'm with you.

And I just want to let you
guys know I'm really happy

to be here, and I'm not gonna do anything

I don't feel comfortable doing.

And so there might be times
throughout this episode

where I'm gonna go like, "I'm good."

I might be like.

- Ready, Josh?
- Sí.

- Your prompt is pen.

Zac, hiccup.

Brennan, a quiet fart.

I'm done.

- Josh.
- Yeah.

- A loud fart.

Zac, saying "huh" as if you
get it, but you really don't.

- Huh.

Brennan, a splash.

Josh, a wetter splash.

Zac, a cat's meow.

Brennan, a cat's bark.

Josh, a dog's moo.

Zac, the wettest splash to date.

Brennan, getting up from
the couch at the age of 40.

Josh, getting up from the
couch at the age of 50.

Zac, blowing on soup because it's too hot,

but then it accidentally gets on you.

Ah.

Brennan, a generally magical man.

- Ha!

Yeah.

Josh, misjudging when the
song starts so you shout,

sing one word, then stop.

♪ It ♪

Zac, what fans
most often yell at you.

- Dad?

- Oh, yes.

Brennan, the sigh of
finally getting closure.

Josh, Robert De Niro turning down a role.

Pass.

Zac, Robert De Niro
rates Josh's impression.

- Eh.
- Oh!

Brennan, calling
to your significant other

after the dog speaks human English to you.

Uhhh.... Uhhhh...

Josh, every Hollywood agent.

Uh.

Zac, the entire
"John Wick" franchise.

Brennan, finally, all of Ireland.

♪ Oh ♪

- And that is a minigame.
- Okay, bravo.

- Which brings us all
the way to round... one?

Josh.
- Sam?

- These beat drops are
just the DJ's voice memos.

Um, um.

Shut the f*ck up!

Shut the f*ck up.

That's good.

Um.

- Wow.

Calling his shot.

Josh, 110 points per minute.

For you, Zachary.

- Oh, God.
- A waterpark salesman

who bought too many waterparks.

Cold calling,
that seems like a bad idea.

- Hello? Hey, Joshua.

Um, I- Ryan, we actually, uh,
my dad went to church with you

at, uh-

- Oh.
- at Mount Brook Baptist.

- Oh, Ryan, you're Dave's son.

- Yeah, yeah, Dave's my father.

Yeah.
- Yes.

- Yeah, just calling to see
what, what's going on with you.

Um, I'm actually in the
waterpark business these days.

Huh?

- Yeah, you had a pool, I think, right?

- Uh, yes.

- I have a pretty interesting opportunity

that I was just kind of
seeing if, uh, family friends,

people kinda close to us, sort of friends

and family thing first, uh, had, uh, were,

had any interest in, well, like,
I'll, I'll just lay it out.

I have, uh, well, I, actually,

I have one extra waterpark at least.

And I'm just wondering if, um,

um, if you're still on Laurel,
if you, if you, feel like,

well, I, I, I'm just gonna
cut to the chase on it.

I have one of these extra waterparks,

and I'm just wondering if
there's a world where you,

uh, if, if, so I have too many of them,

and I'm wondering if you happen

to want one of the waterparks.

- Ryan, me and Myrtle
are on a fixed income.

- I think you'll find it's
a pretty fair market rate

of $16 million.

I'm gonna really get right to the point.

- A hundred-foot-plunge
worth of points for you, Zac,

which brings us back to Brennan.

- Yes.
- Giving the light

at a standup show with the
gravitas of a lighthouse keeper.

And that's the thing, ladies,

and that's the kind of thing.

The girl was just like, "Hey,
I don't wanna have sex."

- It is time!

Ah, bats, get, get,

get away!

In another
minute, I'm having sex.

- Get ready for the punchline, Terry!

Ba-boom.

Terry!

Bring it home, Terry!

Let out the hounds of hell.

Close, Terry!

The light is lit!

The light!

Oh, no, the light, it is dimmed, ah!

I knew this day would come.

Glow stick.

I die, I die to give him the light.

Terry, Terry.

Terry, we just got word.

Wanda Sykes wants to jump in.

- You guys have been a wonderful audience.

Thank you so much.

Thanks to the guy in the booth.

- 20,000 points under
the sea for you, Brennan,

which brings us back for one
last time in round one to Josh.

- Huh?
- Josh.

- Yeah.
- Josh?

- Yeah, Josh.
- I'm ready.

- Josh.
- Okay.

- Jeff Bridges's cake
didn't rise on "Bake Off."

Oh, no.

You know, we got a problem.

You're not gonna believe this,

but, uh, come here, take a look at this.

"Tron: Ares," my, my bake didn't rise.

- Was
that a plug for "Tron: Ares"?

- Yeah, right, it's now
streaming on 4K, Netflix.

Can I get a photo? I do photography.

Three, two, one.

- I'm sorry your cake didn't rise.

That's a bit of a bummer.

I'm sorry, my friend. You have 40 minutes.

You can absolutely turn this around.

On your guitar?

♪ Well, my bake didn't rise ♪

♪ Have you guys ever seen "Tron" ♪

♪ It's streaming now ♪

♪ On, on, uh, Netflix ♪

♪ With Jared Leto ♪

Yes, Paul.

No way!

Oh, my God!

Anybody wanna smoke a doobie?

- Let's say four points from Prue

and two from Paul for you, Josh.

- Okay.
- Which brings us to Zac.

- Okay.

- 10 "Tony Hawk Pro Skater" characters say

their catchphrases as you scroll

through the character selection menu.

♪ Bam, bam, ba, dam,
bam, bam, ba, dam, bam ♪

♪ Bam, ba, dam, bam ♪

- Ollieing? All right.

Vert ramps, even better.

Ollieing? No, I don't do that.

Me, I'm Tony Hawk. This is my game.

- That makes sense.

- Just kidding, I'm actually Tony Hawk.

I don't know who that guy is.

I'm Rodney Mullen.

Bam Margera here, let's go find Phil.

I'm actually Tony Hawk.

Just kidding, I'm April, Bam's mom.

- Were those the same character?
'Cause that was eight.

- They're all the- I'm on one.

I'm Benjamin Franklin.

And then finally, of course,
there's me, British Tony Hawk.

Just kidding, I'm regular Tony Hawk.

- This game rules!
- That tracks.

Man.

- You know, it's been a
minute since I've played.

- 50-50 worth of points for you, Zac.

Brennan.
- Yes.

Here comes a doozy.

With his closing statement, a
lawyer alienates each member

of the jury individually.

Prosecutor has accused this man

with scant evidence

and a feeble argument
of the heinous m*rder

of the two little Richardson girls,

and if this man is put behind
bars, the k*ller will be free.

Bet you'd like that.

Look at his eyes so close together.

- Excuse me.

- Now juror number two, you
might be too dumb to understand

what I'm making fun of, this guy,

but I'll tell you what,
this argument stinks

as much as juror number
three's unwashed a*s.

All right?

Now, Lord didn't see fit to
grant me with good looks.

Juror number four, I know you
know what I'm talking about.

But he did grant me with reason,

reason to understand this
man could not have made it

from his arrival at that
train depot at 3:53 PM

to the crime scene with enough
daylight left at the time

of the m*rder for those girls

to have died in the late sunlight
as the key witness stated.

Juror number five, you f*cking suck.

Now, what would I know

about running from a train station

in time with enough daylight left

for that m*rder to have been committed?

I know plenty about running
from train stations.

I f*ck juror number
six's mom every weekend,

and I have to haul a*s
to that train every time.

Juror number seven, look alive.

County coroner saw that the
m*rder weapon involved had

to have been blunt.

And yet, the m*rder weapon we find

is none other than a harvesting machete.

How can that be?

That machete would have to be as blunt

as juror number eight's weird
head, f*cked-up-looking head.

Juror number eight.
- What?

- Juror number nine, I f*cking hate you.

Nothing to do with this case.

Justice, in this courtroom,
has become a four-letter word.

It's a euphemism, juror number 10.

That means it's poetic language.

Juror number 11,

I'm gonna walk to the
back of the courtroom.

I'm gonna hold up an amount of fingers

and I want you to tell me
how many I'm holding up.

f*ck you, one finger.

In closing, all I wish to say is this.

Jury, how you vote today will impact

not only the life of one man.

It will impact the life of this community.

Justice is what we owe to each other.

f*ck you, juror number 12.

- Whoo!
- Whoo!

- I'd hire you.
- Thanks, man.

- This jury finds you guilty
of 33 points, Brennan, bravo.

- Perfect.
- That brings us

to our second minigame.

This is a little minigame
that we like to call

"Strike a Pose."

How it works is, going in turns,

our players will pose each other.

The posed player must then somehow justify

how they've been posed
by their fellow players.

Josh and Brennan, if you
could please pose Zac

to get this rolling.

- All right, perfect.

- Three, two, one, action!

I'm just a-wondering

who took my pencil.

- Whoa, oh, sh*t.
- sh*t.

- Oh, sh*t.
- Something popped off.

- Josh and Zac, if you
could please pose Brennan.

- Pinky out and really, really
separate, and then pinky out.

Great.

And three, two, one.

- Action.

- When preparing your grenade,

remember to keep your
pinkies expressed outwards.

This allows for a gentlemanly

and distinctive manner of warfare.

Now, I shall depress
the lever, toss, hello.

- Ah!

- I've blown up my opponent,

and now I will find a
receptacle to dispose of the pin

rather than leaving it
higgledy-piggledy on the ground.

- Higgledy-piggledy?

- Higgledy-piggledy.

- Brennan, if you could
please pose Josh and Zac.

Oh, no.

- Wow, and somehow he's not done.

- Three, two, one, action.

- Okay, dig your own grave, sir.

- Sebastian, please, it
was, it was just a nap.

You were just supposed to take a nap.

- Ah, this is what happens when you f*ck

with the cuddly mafia.

- Zac, if you could please
pose Josh and Brennan.

- Your body all the way over here.

- Yep.
- Yeah.

And sorry, one second.

What?

- Action.

- Beth, I know you're in there, Beth, and,

and I just wanna say,

we've been reading your manifesto,

not the CIA, not the FBI.

No governmental agency is gonna keep me

from telling you that
you're the woman I love.

Wow, well justified.

- Please, marry me.

- All three of you, please
stand in front of your podiums.

- Wait.
- It's my turn.

- Oh-
- Oh, sh*t.

- my God.

- You sick f*ck.

- Oh, man, he's got the
dynamite and everything.

Oh, no, please don't blow us up.

This feels pointed.

- And action.

- Dude, 90% of the damage caused

by expl*sives is
concussive to your hearing.

- I think we might not have
bodies after this goes off.

- No, I'm pretty sure if
you just plug one ear,

uh, it won't hurt you so much.

- Are you, so I'm plugging the left ear.

- And I'm plugging the right ear.

- Well, maybe you should
use your right hand

to plug Josh's left ear.

- And then I'll use my left
hand to plug your left ear.

- Zac, you're totally safe.

- That brings us to round two

where our players will
now test their talents

in teams of twos.

- Why?
- 'Cause that's the way

we formatted the show.
- I've been meaning to ask.

- Show? I thought you
guys wanted to hang out.

- Josh.
- Uh.

- And Zac.
- Okay.

- Suburban wine moms curious about arson.

- Is this a Chablis?
- This is a Chablis.

- Mm, you ever think
about burning sh*t down?

- It's funny you should ask.

The other day, uh-
- Mm.

- We, we had a fire outside-

- Mm.
- and it was so lovely,

but there was something kind

of all consuming about the flames.

- There is something that
makes me feel powerful

when I think of, like, all this could go

and it could be my-
- Yeah.

- it could be on me.

- I was playing pickleball with the guys,

and I was just like, "Uh-oh,
I found this lighter."

- Oh.
- And I just kind of walked

over to a tree, and I was
like, "Is this weird, ladies?"

And they just kept playing,

and they weren't even
looking, and I did do it.

- You did put it on fire?

I've been meaning to ask
because there's that sort of,

sort of that classic cherry tree outside

of the pickleball court that is now-

- Gone.
- ash.

I just felt like, mm, I
wish I did that, you know?

- Babe, put your wine down.
- Yeah?

- You can.

I have f*cking news for you. You can.

We could just walk

out the front door.

Yeah, we just put it up against that tree,

and we could just do it all.

We could take, we could
take over the world.

- Guys, they're bringing out the reds.

- Oh, whoa, reds.
- Oh.

- Beautiful.
- As wine moms do.

- Say a 911 amount of
points for the both of you.

- Uh-oh.
- Zac.

- Yeah.
- And Brennan.

- Hello.

- Getting tortured on the world's worst

and second-worst t*rture rack.

- Oh, we did this out of order.

You think that was bad.

This one's a little less worse.

Yeah, okay, okay.

- Tell me where the king's men are.

Where are the kings men?

- I mean, this hurts.
- Yeah, pretty bad, right?

- For sure, for sure
it hurts, but it is...

Ooh, ow.
- Ah!

- Hey, quit it.

Hey, knock it off.
- It's pulling you.

- I can feel it, but man,
that first one was awful.

- Hold on.
- The first one was,

you know, there's actually
some interesting studies

they've done about pain.

Um, with, um, they did some.

Okay, they did some studies about pain

that were sort of interesting that...

- But it just, it feels like

you've already been here before.

- Well, I think I'm psyched
'cause I know that when I go

to the other one, it won't be as bad.

- It just, it, it, it hits
different when it's, like,

that one then this one.

- Yeah, for sure.

Ow, are you winging it?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, let's say

negative one point and negative two points

to you both, respectively.

- Negative?
- Brennan.

- Yah?
- And Josh.

- Hello.
- Tech bros

disrupting pancakes.

- Imagine an app on your phone

where every time you make
pancakes, I get half your money.

Imagine an industry completely centered

around extracting value
from other industries

while we, click, do nothing, all right?

Do absolutely f*cking nothing.

- I just wanna quickly
say, our daughters hate us.

- We are on group chats of
the richest men in the world

who were so upset that some
people liked Occupy Wall Street

that we have destroyed civilization.

- And we are not on a,

I can tell you who we're
not on a text thread with.

Our daughters.

We are not text to daughters.

- Here's us not having
pancakes with our daughters.

- Great, and here are all
the foods that we intend

to disrupt by not having
them with our daughters.

French toast, okay?

Grapes, not having them
with our daughters.

They will not speak to
us, and number three,

we wanna go back in
time for a minute here.

Hundreds of years ago,

there existed a feudal system

in which wealth was
produced by a serf class

and extracted into noble houses
whose primary contribution

was a status of ownership in
which everyone else's work

and the communal land belonged to them.

- A status in which that
communal land involved having

relationships with your
families, your communities,

and your daughters.
- Your daughters, okay?

At a certain point, we
moved away from feudalism,

and that was, click, a
huge mistake for us, okay?

So we own platforms with
user-generated content.

We make the money. You make the content.

We warp your elections.
We don't talk to our...

- Daughters, dawg.
- Daughters, okay?

We don't talk to our daughters.

- Wow, better than my prompt.

- They just are the f*cking
bad guys of the world.

- All the wonderful-

- Billions and billions of points?

- I was gonna say future relationships

with your daughters you
could possibly want.

- Private water shares amount of points.

- Which brings us back to
the last time in round two

to Josh-
- Uh.

- and Zac.
- Mm.

- A ghost doesn't like how
it looks in that picture.

- I'll be the guy who comes in the house.

- There's two people
in every improv scene.

- Cool, I'm gonna set
up the baseline reality

for you to be the unusual thing.

I'll see you next time.

- Oh, all right, here just
to check all the Ring cameras

I set up in this haunted little house.

Ooh, whoa, activity.

There's interesting activity there.

Whoa, man.

Creepy old house sure got them...

Go back.

- Sure got them freaky vibes.

I just-
- Go back.

- I don't know why I feel like
I wanna go back, but okay.

Um, man, this photo-
- Pause right here.

- I'm just gonna pause on
this photo for some reason.

I'm making all the choices as well.

Not influenced at all.

- Why?
- I know.

It's kinda like maybe I don't need-

- Why is my one eye closed?

- Yeah, I think maybe
I'll just delete this one.

- No.

- No?

- Yes.
- Yeah.

I think I'll just delete this one.

- Maybe take another.

- Well, I'm gonna set up
all these automatic cameras

in this, uh, freaky old house.

- Can you, like, change
the lighting, lighting?

- I think I might, too, just
do a little different thing

with the track lighting as well.

I don't know why, it's just,
I'm making the decision,

all by my own accord as well

and, uh, remote photo start, and record,

and bye-bye, big house.

All right, day two, I'm gonna
check out all my photos.

All right, what happened?

- Let's it.
- Oh, my God.

- Oh.
- That is the same.

This would be an incredible NBC show.

- 53 points with unfinished
business for both of you.

Zachary.
- Mm-hmm.

- And Brennan.
- Hello.

- Schrödinger's vet.

Dr. Bader, Dr.-

- Hi.
- Hey.

- Mr. Sheffield, it's good to see ya.

- I, it's, uh, thanks for,

for seeing us on such short notice.

It's been a-
- Not at all.

- crazy day, yeah.

- So I've got good news and bad news.

- I am so tempted.
- We should go.

I know you both should go.

Ah!

- Yes!
- We did it!

- Yes!
- One and done,

that's the blackout!
- Whoo!

- Let's go!
- b*mb!

- A hundred points and
zero at the same time.

- Okay.
- Oh, Josh.

- Which brings us to the last prompt

in round two, Brennan.

- Yes.
- And Josh.

- Uh-oh.
- Two guys

in a supermodel's Instagram
comments hit it off.

- What's up?
- Bellissima,

uh, kissy face, kissy face,
kissy face, kissy face,

kissy face, kissy face, kissy face.

- Love Italy, Italy flag, Italy flag,

Portugal flag by accident,
American flag, love Italy.

- Would give anything to be
on that boat, kissy face, LOL.

- Oh, my gosh, me too, ha, ha.

- Hey, man, do you like boats?

- What's that?
- You left a comment

under my comment, and I checked your page,

and you're on a sick boat.

- Oh, shiz, LOL, ha, ha.

Just out here in the French
Riviera with my pops.

He's into tech, yeah, but for real.

- Dude, sick, how do you say
bellissima for a cool guy?

LOL, love you, sorry, delete, delete.

Oh, no.
- No, no, no, um, um, um,

no, no, dude, dude, dude,
don't, don't delete it.

Own it. Oh, man.

Just slid in your DMs

if that's cool.

Check it over there, LOL.

- Hey, this is me hitting
you back in my DMs.

I feel really vulnerable. I've
never been close to anyone.

I go on hundreds of
supermodels. I like all of them.

I like photos of butts
exclusively, even though all

of my loved ones in real life
can see that I'm liking it,

absolute psycho behavior,
but I can't seem to stop.

I keep thinking one day
maybe she'll notice me,

and she'll message me
and say, "Let's date,"

but I also know that that's f*cking crazy.

Why would that ever be how that worked?

- Block, delete, report spam, report spam.

Block, delete, delete.

Block, delete, report.

- Zero likes and zero
replies to the both of you,

which brings us to our
third and final minigame.

- Whoo-hoo!

- This is a little minigame
that we like to call

"Take Two Thousand."

Stanley Kubrick, a director
who notoriously did

a million and one takes.

But what were some of
the takes we didn't see?

Today, we're gonna look at the
famous "Here's Johnny" scene

from "The Shining."

Players, when you're
ready, please buzz in,

head over to the door, and
give us a take we didn't see.

On your mark, get set, go.

Josh.

No, please, please!

Stop!

- I can see you're feeling
a little traumatized,

so I'm just gonna step out.

I love you.

Brennan.

No, no!

- Ma'am, you have been
screaming for four hours, okay?

Enough, my friend and I are
recording a podcast downstairs.

Josh.

No!

- I need to sh*t.

I need to sh*t.

Zac.

Hey.

Josh.

Your mom's on the phone.

Brennan.

- Here's, oh, God, what is it?

Is it...

Sorry, one more time. Let me get, hold on.

Here's Johnny Carson. Does he say Carson?

I actually...

I actually don't even, this is crazy.

I'm gonna do that one more time.

Josh.

- Locksmith, ma'am.

I'll have you outta here in two minutes.

You need anything in there?

Zac.

- Hey, door-to-door door salesman?

Hey, looks like I'm in the
right place at the right-

- Brennan.

- What the f*ck happened to the door?

Zac.

No, no!

- Say that again, but louder.

You've got it.

You've got exactly what we're looking for.

- Please, stop!

- Oh, sorry, I didn't realize
anyone was in here, sorry.

And that is a minigame.

That brings us to round three

where our players will now hold hands

and jump into the abyss together.

- Yay!

- Josh.
- Huh?

- Zac.
- Huh?

- Brennan.
- You got it.

- A b*mb squad loves the attention.

- Hey, everybody.

- How are we doing, Seattle?

- All right, while Tony's
getting set up here,

I just want to say for
anyone who wants to,

yes, we do take pictures.

And for those of you
here, we do actually bring

a little makeup kit and some Kleenexes

'cause I know a lot of you
have been crying so super hard.

- I am about to clip the blue wire.

Does anyone behind the
police line wanna come

to take a picture while
I'm cutting the blue wire?

- Any big blue wire fans?
- Any blue wire fans,

blue wire, going once.

- We got one.
- Going twice.

- Oh.
- Oh, oh, right here.

- Oh, right here.
- Oh, yeah, yeah.

Sir, no, no, let, let
the kid do it. Come on.

All right, here, uh, here you go.

- Here you go. Hold that.

- Hold that.
- Okay.

- Okay, ready?
- Three, two, one, great.

T-shirt cannon.

- Uh-oh.
- Oh.

Oh.

No, no, it's a T-shirt cannon.

The b*mb is still-

- It didn't go off.
- being diffused.

- Start on me, though.
You guys are gonna retire.

Start on me, though.

- We're professionals.

Uh, I wanted to just take a moment here

to introduce the team.

My name is Dale. I'm our
chief marketing officer.

This is Henry, and Henry
does all of our digital.

- Um, I'm gonna be taking
some pictures on my phone.

I hope that's okay.

- And this is Bill, and
Bill diffuses the b*mb.

I mean,

these guys just kinda
started following me one day,

and I was just kind of
like, "You know what?

I like TikTok."

Remember, it's called
a b*mb squad,

not a b*mb guy.

- Who'd wanna come up
and clip the red wire?

- Give it up for red wire.
- Red wire fans.

- Give it up for red wire.

- Red wire fans.
- Oh, oh, oh, what's that?

- Oh, we got one, we got one.

Come on up. Come on up.

Yeah, come on, yeah, we got one.

♪ We will, we will blow up ♪

♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Blow up ♪

- Come on down.
- Here we go.

Give it up for Ebony.

- Hi, what's your name?
- Ebony.

- Ebony, how you doing? Where you from?

- I'm from Chicago, Illinois.

- You're from Chicago? We
got Chicago in the house!

Ebony, what I'm gonna need you to do is

I'm gonna need you to take these wires.

- Okay.
- I'm gonna need you

to take the red wire.

- Okay.
- Okay?

I'm gonna, not too tight!

- Sorry, sorry.
- Whoo!

- Here we go.
- And then you just,

just flip it.

Chicago in the house!

Chicago in the house!

- I wanna take a moment to
shout out Casper mattresses.

Casper.
- Casper.

- Incredible.

A red wire, blue wire,
and green wire amount

of points for the three of you-

- Okay.
- which brings us to Josh.

Zac.
- Yep.

- Brennan.
- Mm-hmm.

- A literal spaghetti Western.

♪ Wee, oo-ee-oo ♪

♪ Wow, wow, wow ♪

♪ Boo, ee-oo-ee-oo ♪

♪ Wow, wow, wow ♪

- Meatball.

- If it isn't the Fettuccine Kid.

- If it isn't the Tagliatelle Tomboy.

- I've been chasing you all the way

from back at Chef Boyardee's river boat.

- And I've been following you
ever since you put a bunch

of butternut soda and delicious raviovo

in the of, ooh, the city of Orchitelle.

- Wait, you've been chasing me
while I've been chasing you?

- I guess we've been
chasing each other. Draw!

- Meatball.

I know my cue.

- I'm a noodle. I don't have hands.

- That was better than
it had any right to be.

- I love it.

- An al dente amount of
points for the three of you,

which brings us to the
last prompt of our game.

- Whoa.
- Josh.

- Why?
- Zac.

- Why?
- Brennan.

- Wow.

- One of these "Field of
Dreams" angels might just be

a guy lost in a corn maze.

- Sweetheart, sweetheart, get out here!

You're not gonna believe this!

Oh, my God, it's, it's Babe Ruth.

- Put it there, slugger.

I guess I got one game left in me.

Come on, fellas.

Let's get the 1927 Yankees back out here.

What do you say?
- So crazy.

- Are you Babe Ruth?
- Yeah, I'm the Bambino.

I'm the Sultan of Swat.

I don't know who you are, but
there is about a hundred years

of history after I played baseball

that you could reasonably be from.

So it wouldn't make
sense for me to rule out

that you're a historically
famous baseball player.

- I, uh-

- And just so you know, you
are on private property.

- Like, I think what my
friend's trying to say is this.

If you're a famous baseball player

who has come down from
heaven to play one last game,

then why don't you lace up,

and let's get out of that diamond?

- Yeah.
- If you're a regular human,

we're gonna beat you to
death with baseball bats.

- I'm a baseball player.

- What's your name?
- Johnny Baseball.

Johnny.

- Sorry.
- Johnny LeBaseball?

- Say it again, three, two, one.

- It's Johnny LeBaseball.
- Johnny LeBaseball.

- Let's do it.
- Well,

let me ask your legendary
player, what was your position?

Out there.

- Honey!
- Honey!

- Johnny LeBaseball.

- Say it again, three, two, one.

- Yeah, five cobs of corn
for the three of you,

which brings us to the end of our show!

Our winner tonight,

Josh Ruben.
- What?

- Guys-
- Josh.

- I couldn't do it without my boys.

I never can do it without my boys.

And if any of you wanna buy

the brand-new "Dropout" T-shirt made

with silk, linen, and a touch of cotton,

you can go to dropout.coca-cola.uber.com.

- That does it for us
here at "Make Some Noise."

Tune in next time for
more of the game saver.

I'm Sam Reich, and that
sounds pretty good to me.

Goodnight.