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Wrong Girls, The (2026)

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Wrong Girls, The (2026)

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Little

is known to us about

the elusive giant squid

and the meaning behind

the patterns of

her bioluminescent glow.

They might indicate I'm lonely

and looking to f*ck,

or I hate

you and want to k*ll you.

We just don't know.

Our next freak of the deep,

the hairy frogfish.

Jinx.

They also have feet.

You're the only person that

really understands me, Mols.

Which

we can all agree is weird.

Welcome to our

home. Welcome to our home.

Oh yeah.

Hey, I'm with Quick Things.

I've got your cheese sculpture.

No.

- Are you f*cking sh1tting me?

- I know.

I actually

couldn't believe it either.

What can I say?

I just make the deliveries.

No, not yet. Sorry, it's

this person with the cheese.

Yeah, yeah, no,

I'm having some friends over.

It's kind of

a college reunion thing.

Dude, this is gonna be so wild.

Just lots of old boobies

I haven't touched in years,

you know?

Just sagging low, probably.

Are you literally holding

a lit joint right now?

Oh.

Sorry.

I forgot.

- Uh, we just need a

signature real quick.

- You're not gonna believe this.

An unwashed delivery chick just

showed up at my door

smoking weed.

Yeah, exactly. I should ask

her where to get drugs for

the party.

No, I'm not worried about

the Johnsons. I'm going to

evict them.

It's not a big deal.

I'm not worried about that 50

cent lawyer

that they got at

the Dollar General store.

Are you-- he's a f*cking

creampuff. I'm gonna suck

him dry.

Yeah, Marta! This door.

Hey, hey. Dio,

you know it's not finished.

Hey, man.

Molly girl.

What's shaking, Jose?

- Just taking care of business.

- Yeah.

A lot of

business to take care of.

For example, this morning I

woke up, brushed my teeth.

- Crazy.

- Went to the bathroom.

- Mm-hmm

- I ate a Wendy's

Baconator last night.

I blew it up.

And then I fed Cookie.

I did some yard work.

And then I went to Costco.

You should go get pizza there.

You don't even got to be

a member.

You know how there's always like

that homie in front who's like,

Hey, where's

your membership card?

Not out there, because

it's not inside Costco.

It's outside Costco,

but it's still part of Costco.

Mm-hmm.

I've been watching the show,

Sliders. Do you remember

Sliders, from the '90s?

But now it's on Syfy

Network. It's not a reboot. It's

all the OG episodes with

that fool, Brenden Fraser.

It was on the Syfy

Network. Man, it's a trip.

Oh. Hey.

- Oh, sh*t, what's up, Frankie?

- What's up, dude?

Well, now that everybody's here,

Lucia's been riding me

pretty hard.

Not sexually, you know, but

like, she's being all dramatic.

She's saying that if you

don't pay her by next week...

Yeah, totally. No, no, no.

I mean, abso-fruitly,

we are gonna have the money

tomorrow, actually.

We're late.

I am so sorry.

You've been so

cool about it, though.

Hell yeah.

You guys are always

smoking that dank, dank.

All right, chicas, I'm cool.

You're cool as f*ck.

- Let's just be cool, right?

- Hell yeah.

Rent tomorrow, though.

Bye, Jose.

How

much rent is enough rent?

When does it stop?

Why'd you tell him

we'd have it tomorrow?

Did you find cash

in the fridge again?

No. I just know

that you finished that inventory

doc for the med spa.

Uh, yeah.

Molly. I'll have

it done tomorrow, I swear.

Okay?

Suck on my d*ck.

sh*t.

I just did the math on this

and we owe $2,422.37.

Not including rent.

Ta-da!

Be careful with

the brownie, though.

I made it crazy strong. By

accident, on purpose.

Mm. Mm.

What is that?

I put blue cheese in it.

- Blue cheese?

- Yeah.

You're an innovator.

You gotta eat

fast though, because--

I'm meeting Mike Z at the

Mannequin p*ssy Show.

Did you hang out

with them last night?

No, I was with you.

Remember?

- We solved climate change.

- Oh, yeah.

Hmm. I thought

he posted a pic of you.

Who do we tell

about the climate change thing?

Like, the government?

Um, that's not

an-- Frances Smith!

- Hmm?

- Molly, why does this

girl look like me?

Wait, what?

Wow, the girl is like exactly

you, if you wore glasses.

She's an analyst at

Chapman Chemical Laboratories.

She's got a real job.

Cool, she's a scientist.

You should go

anyway to the show.

What?

Who cares that Mike Z.'s

a d*uche who replaced

you with an upgraded

version of yourself?

- Upgraded?

- Metaphorically upgraded.

Hey.

Who invented the Bongatron?

When we needed to watch

the Shark Week, where

Michael Phelps raced a shark,

who figured out how to steal

cable from the neighbors?

I did.

And when we got locked in

the parking lot of Party City

for hours,

who invented the parachute of

balloons that got us out

of there?

Me.

So you can't let some lame-o

pea-brain ruin your night just

because he

found a nerd who works in a lab.

That is not the Frankie

Campbell I know.

Well, come with me.

I can't.

I can't, I can't, I can't.

I got to finish the spreadsheets

so we can pay Jose and--

Josh is coming

over later to help.

You know that I love you more

than Josh loves you, right?

Like if we were both in

a burning building covered in

pigeons, you could only

save one of us, who's it going

to be? Who's it going to be?

Wait, no, no, stay on topic.

This is the topic.

I need you to come with me to

the show so I don't feel like

a loser.

Frankie, you're

the opposite of a loser.

Everybody else is just a square

weenie with no imagination.

- Yeah.

- I went and

walked myself

Like a dog without a leash

Now I'm growling at a stranger

I am biting at their knees

If I wanted it

You really think I'd wait

for their permission? For

protection and assurances

That all would be delivered?

And like our fathers did,

our mothers did,

and them and those before

And you say you want

a difference Your honor to be

yours Like our

fathers did, our mothers did

And them and those before

The echo --

Does this say I'm

gonna k*ll Bartholomew?

- Hmm?

- Who is Bartholomew?

And why wouldn't

you just go by Bart?

- Baby, you gotta focus.

- I am.

- No, on this.

- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Baby, what's this?

Oh, yeah.

Even though she didn't graduate,

they just like keep asking

Frankie for money.

- I think it's pretty

rude, honestly.

- Wait, wait, wait.

You're telling me

Frankie went to Stanford?

Yeah.

Yeah, she used to be like

really into school and stuff.

What did she study?

Like the train one...

where you invent things...

Engineering?

Yeah, that's the one.

Mm-hmm.

Hmm.

But you know Frankie.

She just had, like,

too many ideas and a hard time

finishing stuff.

So she had a nervous

breakdown and failed out.

That's so sad.

She's really sensitive about it.

So, if it ever comes up,

you just act like she chose

to leave.

Yeah.

She likes to feel in control.

Oh, sh*t!

So, you're just gonna

replace me with me, huh?

- Like I'm a f*cking

iPhone update.

- Frankie!

Hi, good to see you.

I didn't know you'd come here.

Why does this

girl look just like me?

More like, why does

this girl look like me?

Yeah, I don't see it.

I mean, does anybody

really look like anybody?

No, it's very, very

weird actually. I don't like it.

Frankie, Frances, Frances,

this is a coincidence.

- I barely know this person.

- Hey!

Oh!

Wait, your glasses!

I'm over this, Michael.

I can't see

anything. I'm out of here.

Babe, wait!

- Michael? Lol.

- Thanks a lot.

To save you from the reach

I am spiteful like a god.

Seek out vengeance like the

rest. For what they did to

you I will never lay to rest

How very kind of you, but

I'm allergic to roofies. Thanks

Actually, f*ck it,

I'm having a really bad night.

I'm severely in debt.

I hate spreadsheets.

You hate your job?

Yeah.

It sucks.

It's very boring.

And, like,

you want to be a chef?

For sure.

But it's hard.

Yeah. So I was thinking,

what if you lived with me?

Then you wouldn't have

to worry about paying rent,

and you could just dedicate

yourself to your dream.

- Lived with you?

- It sounds fun, right?

Like, you could rearrange

my place however you wanted.

You know? And I actually have

a pretty big kitchen. It's nice.

What about Frankie?

- Maybe she is upgraded.

- Yeah!

Upgrade me!

- You can't upgrade this!

- Yeah.

No one respects me

except for Molly. Molly does.

She doesn't waste this.

She doesn't waste anything.

Oh, f*ck no.

I'm so hungry.

What if you have no snacks?

What the f*ck? Are

you a poser?

Come on, Frances. Come

on, we don't got time to waste.

Frances?

f*cking kidding me.

I am David Barrett.

Boom.

Got it.

I was hired by Dr. Olson

to give you this briefcase.

Now you need to get this to

Dr. Chapman as quickly as

possible, okay?

Before anybody even

knows you got it. All right?

Inside-- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Ow!

Inside is the most important

scientific breakthrough of

our time.

- Do you understand?

- Mm-hmm.

Del Taco sounds-- Perfect.

Thank you.

- Yes, indeed.

- What?

Frances has the glasses.

Yes, they're these ones.

She's very good at science

because she works at

the laboratory of Chapman,

where she is a Fancy-Fancy.

- Okay, okay, but just...

- Who you love.

I get it.

You f*cking love her.

It's awesome.

Okay, do me a favor.

He knows.

The best ones know.

Del Taco.

Okay, stand right there

for me in the light.

I mean it's the same

You know what we're gonna

do, we're gonna take you home.

Ugh. Oh! No, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no, no.

Oh, my God. Baby, I think

that this is the best breakfast

you ever made.

You said that yesterday about

the mini muffins with

the chimichurri gummy bears.

Well, yeah. I mean,

You know you can

sell those, right?

Frankie!

Hey!

I finished the spreadsheet.

I just gotta look it over today,

send it off,

and get that cash-ola.

So proud of you.

Prouder than Josh is, probably.

Hi, Frankie.

Is there coffee?

How did it go last night?

Did you, uh, join the corporate

workforce of America?

Huh?

What's up with the briefcase?

It's-- . Did you open this?

No, there's a combo lock.

Mm. Too

hard. I quit.

Come on, what if there's

like treasure in there?

Or a kidney.

You can open it, Frankie.

You got this.

Wait. How did you do that?

Science, Josh. Look it up.

- Ugh. f*cking rank,

what is that?

- Oh, my God.

God, that's worse than the time

we dumpster dived for

sushi. Dove?

- Ugh.

- Is it dumpster dove? Dove?

- Guys.

- Doved?

- GG! No, no, no, no, no!

- Oh, no, no! No, no,

Dio! No. No, no, no.

Oh. Ooh!

Oh, gosh.

I think I stepped on this.

Oh, yeah, there's instructions.

This isn't even English.

Like the horse language

from Game of Thrones.

Uh, okay, so this is Danish.

I picked up a little bit when

I had a Nordic metal phase.

Whatever, Josh.

So this word right here,

psychedelisk,

that means psychedelic drugs.

So I think

that's what those are.

And this also says a bunch of

stuff about, like, money,

like a lot of money,

and giant squids.

Where'd you get this?

This metalhead guy, um, Dave?

I think he said

his name was Dave.

- Dave?

- Yeah, but then he

wasn't a metalhead.

- Like, he was in disguise.

- Disguise?

Wow, you are really struggling

to follow the plot here, huh?

I'm just trying to understand.

So you went to a show,

and then some guy disguised as

a metalhead

gave you a briefcase full of

expensive mystery psychedelics,

and you just took it?

Maybe you would understand

better if anyone ever liked

you enough

to give you a present, Josh.

Molly and I give each other

presents all of the time.

She's hungover. Don't

ask her so many hard questions.

Okay.

You know what? I gotta go

to work, so, baby, I love you.

I'm out.

Oh, no.

Don't go.

And, um, maybe keep that stuff

away from the cats,

'cause this guy,

NotMetalHeadDave,

might want his stuff back.

- Without cat pee pee on it.

- Bye, Josh.

All right,

I've got it all sewn up.

Okay, I got it to her last

night, so get it to

Chapman today.

Bingo bango,

invoice will be in the mail.

Oh, and I, uh, sent

an additional cleaning fee

because she yakked

all over my apartment.

It was blue cheese.

What do you mean

she doesn't have it?

I mean, who the hell was

the drunk dingbat I gave

it to, then?

f*ck! f*ck!

Don't you think there's

something a little sinister

about Josh?

Like he could be

Rosemary's Baby all grown up.

Or like related to

Elon Musk in some way.

Okay, we need to focus.

Have you seen his shadow?

Focus!

We have a very

big day ahead of us.

What? What is today?

March?

Frankie, I worked really hard,

so I deserve a treat.

Think about it.

- Ah!

- I have a headache.

Skeleton hurts.

Key word, coupon.

I'm like, yeah, of course I

love cooking, okay, obviously.

But you know what

happens at restaurants?

Yelling, sweat, stress,

cocaine, affairs, having a boss.

- Customers.

- Customers.

See, this is

what Josh doesn't get.

He is a customer.

Oh, Josh is such a customer.

- No.

- What is this?

What? What's happening?

- No, what's happening?

- No, no.

What is this?

- No.

- What is this?

Frankie, what is this?

Excuse me, what the f*ck

is the meaning of this?

We've been

coming here for 10 years.

You understand

we deserve an explanation.

Frankie, there's

nothing she can do.

She's probably taking

it harder than anybody.

Why? The Ranch.

The ranch doesn't taste

like this anywhere else.

Hey, hey, hey.

You know what?

If this really is our last time,

we've got to make it count, huh?

Yeah.

Let's get sad later.

Let's slap this b*tch

on the a*s on our way out.

Yeah.

Hey.

All right, can't believe this is

the last time I'm going to

say this.

Um, can I have 2 adult endless

lunches with drinks, please.

And you know I got the coupon.

You are a crazy living

hard in a crazy land

Moving yourself out west,

guided by the crazy hand

The tannest freak around,

you need some drier ground

And when you can't go up,

you know what your options are

Let's build

a bridge to Hawaii, yeah.

Let's build

a bridge to Hawaii, yeah.

It's dark and

it rains all the time.

I'm guessing not the destination

that you had in mind.

Your brain's unraveling,

the endless trave --

Uncertainty in

the buffet sector?

Like, is it just me,

or is everything getting worse?

Did we move?

I can't believe

they took Celine.

Celine and our laptops.

My laptop. She isn't even worth

anything. She's only cardboard.

The spreadsheet.

The spreadsheet, Frankie.

Now I can't turn it in,

and I can't get paid,

and we can't pay Jose, and we're

gonna be out on the street.

Vagrants.

Sea urchins.

- Maybe even orphans.

- Orphans?

Should we call the police?

No. f*ck the police.

- I'm gonna--

- Um, don't call him right now.

Josh's vision can

be a little limited.

Remember how judgmental he was

when we tried to adopt

that skunk?

Oh, yeah.

Well, what are we gonna do?

I mean, we're f*cked, man.

We're 2 weeks late on rent.

We owe, like,

a bajillion dollars.

We have less than an ounce of

weed and nothing valuable left

to sell.

I mean, this is, like--

this is like an emergency.

Frankie?

Are you okay?

You look weird.

We do have something

valuable left to sell.

Are you sure

this is a good idea?

Yes.

But we don't even

know what these do.

Exactly. That's why we

have to take them first.

What if they're poisonous?

Why would NotMetalHeadDave give

us a briefcase full of poison?

That makes no sense.

Yeah, I guess that's true.

Unless you've got a better plan.

Something you want to tell me?

No.

This is you and me, Molls.

We're in this together.

Have I ever led you astray?

Cheers.

I don't feel anything.

I know, me neither.

Should we take more?

No way, dude.

Classic mistake.

Jesus f*cking Christ.

Could you please not?

I'm resting.

Is there a man in our house?

I don't know.

That was weird.

- Are you talking to me?

- Yeah.

Wow, that's new.

So pretty and mysterious.

No one told me

we were going swimming.

I'm a mermaid.

I have mermaid vision.

How are you doing that?

- Doing what?

- Doing what?

Talking without

moving your mouth.

I have no mouth.

- Am I not moving my mouth?

- Wait, you are.

It's before.

Before when?

I don't know. I don't know when.

God, these

people are such f*ck.

What the f*ck?

I think Dio just

called us f*ck. Why?

f*ck? Did he say that?

Honestly, they have a lot

of explaining to do.

Like why they let their weird

friends take my palace away

without asking.

There's literally nowhere

to hide in here anymore.

They probably ran out of money

again, which means we're back to

eating discount

mystery meat,

which f*cking blows.

I can't believe they're

responsible for, like,

my safety.

- My diet.

- My well-being.

- My future.

- My fate.

is in their dumb dumb hands

- These weed heads never

listen to Josh.

- I don't like it.

Even though he's the only one

who smells good around here.

I'm pretty sure they're

the ones who give us fleas.

Basically like

snails in used clothing.

Wait, where are you going?

I miss you!

Wait, I love you!

I'm obsessed with you!

I want to cuddle forever!

- Me too!

- Run! Oh, my gosh.

Come on, come on.

Whoa!

Sea World.

I may have f*cked up.

- Are you thinking or talking?

- I don't know.

Am I thinking or talking?

I don't know.

Hello?

Frankie, hey,

you got to be careful.

There are dangerous, dangerous

men looking for you, okay?

What?

- You guys look like sh*t!

- Yeah.

Jesus, this sh*t

lasts a long time.

Yeah.

Well, at least

we found Bacon Tuxedo.

The ocean is

just f*cking nuts, man.

Frankie. I don't think we

can sell these to people.

They're terrible.

They weren't so bad.

We just didn't

know what to expect.

I bet they'd be

really fun for-- someone.

We'll just specify that they

shouldn't have any pets.

We don't know how

to sell drugs like this.

We don't even know how

to sell drugs, period.

I mean, who the f*ck

is our target audience?

Dang.

I've got it.

Oh sh*t, one second.

We look f*cking crazy.

We look high fashion.

I feel like

you can see my vag*na.

Good. You know these one percent

ragers. We're trying to

fit in here.

It's kind of quiet for a rager.

They're so gonna know we

don't belong right away.

These people do not have pizza

tattoos,

and we're gonna get kicked out.

And arrested.

Kind of hungry.

I hope they have snacks.

Look, nobody's ever been

arrested for crashing a party.

- They're gonna have tons

of food in here.

- Get out of my head!

I would, but I can't.

Ow.

Uh, is this

like a Stanford party?

Hard bail, insta-bail.

Let's go.

Can I help you?

Uh, Frankie, there's a guy.

Um, f*ck.

Who invited you to my party?

- Jeff?

- Richie Rich?

No one is named

Richie Rich in real life.

Come on, SOMEONE

is named Richie Rich.

Hello?

Richie Rich.

Oh my God, Richie, did

you invite these weird b*mbos to

my party?

Classic Richie Rich.

Someone is named Richie Rich.

There's like 5

people at this party.

We don't have to do this.

See you on the flip side.

Stanford, hey?

I have never heard of it.

Oh, hey, check it out.

Thank you so much.

Who is looking for drugs?

What do we have here?

Bunch of white-collar criminals?

Anyone here been

on the Epstein plane?

You like drugs?

Sorry.

Man, this party sucks, right?

Like, maybe you could use, like,

a little pick-me-up?

Like drugs?

There's no guarantee.

Shipping your kid off

to Stanford doesn't mean d*ck.

He could still totally

end up a drug dealer.

Speaking of

which, you guys party?

- You sick f*ck.

- Oh, Sandy, it's not

too late for you.

Yes, divorce is a huge bummer,

but your husband sounds like

a sack of sh*t.

You just need a fresh start.

New year, new you.

New drugs.

You ever find yourself just

sitting around thinking

about death?

I do. Can't imagine

how you feel.

It's never really too

late to open yourself to new

and meaningful experiences.

You know, people that don't

finish college,

they typically go on to live,

like, way more fulfilling lives.

My cousin,

she went to all 4 years.

She's f*cking dead.

No.

No, it's not for kids.

I didn't go to college.

I have zero regret.

But I don't know.

How cool is your kid?

- Stanford.

- Stanford.

- Stanford.

- Stanford.

- Stanford.

- Stanford.

Have you ever, um, gotten high?

Look alive, short stack.

Daddy's here.

So no English?

I got you.

I can act it out.

Here we go.

Have you ever tried acid?

Oh, my god!

Just I come to shock.

sh*t. No.

- I come to provide

shock and awe.

- This is not happening. f*ck!

- Oh, my God, dude. What?

- Muscle man. Ooh!

- Doesn't feel good,

m*therf*cker.

- Ah, does it feel good

to be destroyed?

By a girl.

That is six for six, man.

Would you like to go again?

Damn, you were like so cool.

Why are you at my

shitty dad's party?

I'm just trying to sell these

weird drugs I found,

but it's like,

it's slim pickings out there.

Yeah, probably because like

most people are keeping

their distance.

You know, 'cause it's this

thing he used to do in college.

It like has not aged well.

Go on.

Oh yeah, me and my

best friend took those.

We had a really bad time,

but you probably won't.

I don't think so.

- You want to buy it?

- Mhm.

f*ck yes! Okay, um, I

am going to have to consult

with my business associate,

just like for tax purposes.

Um, I'll be right back.

Okay, I come back.

So stay.

Don't you go anywhere.

It wasn't just like one time.

It was like over and over again.

Mm-hmm.

If there was a dip somewhere, he

would just stick his d*ck in it.

- What?

- Yeah.

I mean, like, the man literally

just like could not stop

sticking his d*ck in dips.

And I mean, it's like, look,

it's super well documented.

I mean, like, here, check it.

Look, onion dip.

No guacamole.

There he is.

- Even hummus.

- Not cool, man.

Not cool.

Like, look at him.

Look at his face.

You know, like, I keep these on

lock for, like,

insurance purposes.

Yeah, like, every time he tries

to, like, ground me,

I just say, like,

I know where

the dicks are buried, bro.

- Tight, right?

- Wow.

I know we haven't known each

other that long,

but I just have like

a tremendous

amount of respect for you.

Holy sh*t, dude.

This is crazy.

You're a genius.

Genius.

Uh, I know.

How old are you?

Frankie?

Frankie?

Where are you?

Dude?

Hey.

- What?

- Hey.

I've been looking everywhere

for you. What the f*ck?

Hi.

- Hi.

- Yeah.

I found a buyer.

So let's go.

We gotta go.

- I gotta hit the road, daddy-O.

- Really?

But you know, we would also

really love to extort your dad.

Okay. Could you text

me those pictures?

For sure.

Okay, it's 818-555-3331.

- Don't forget.

- Okay.

Okay.

Oh!

Yikes.

That's weird.

I told him I'd be right back.

f*ck!

Oh, the briefcase!

It's gone!

Oh, Frankie, I'm so sorry.

I don't know

what I was thinking.

I never should have

left him alone with it.

I just got too excited.

Everything was going so bad,

and then I finally find someone,

- and he seemed really into it.

- Don't worry, baby.

We're gravy.

Check it.

Uh, what am I looking at?

Here.

Oh my God, is that hummus?

Say goodbye to drug pushing

and hello to blackmail.

This is our ticket, Moll.

Plus those

drugs, we sketch us all.

I don't know, blackmail sounds

dumb and like morally not good.

I think I like

drug dealing more.

We didn't force this guy to

stick his d*ck in all

those dips.

He made his dip d*ck everybody's

problem, which is a totally

cancelable offense.

Plus, you lost the drugs,

so we kind of have no choice.

We have to pay Jose or

we'll become orphans.

This party sucks.

Let's raid their crudit and

get out of here.

Let's go home.

Didn't we put our car here?

No way. Probably just

a little bit further down.

Hey, Frankie.

You want to talk

about the Stanford thing?

Just because it's been like a

lot of years now, you know,

and--

I know it's traumatizing and

all, but maybe it's time to

just like

reexamine what you want to do.

Mm. I have a caviar ball

stuck in my tooth.

- Oh, yep, it's out.

- Yeah.

You should be MENSA, dude.

I can't believe that worked.

I know, right?

sh*t, dude, I got to pee.

I had too much of the Vueve.

Me too.

Come here, let's pop squat.

- Ladies!

- Did you hear that? Huh?

Oh, don't distract me, dude.

I just pissed on my ankle.

Ladies!

Is he talking to us?

Are we ladies?

Do you like marijuana?

Because we have

a lot in the car.

- Oh look, there's a cat too!

- A cat?

Wait, this is

too good to be true.

Actually, two cats.

That never happens.

Two?

- One for each of us?

- Yeah.

Wow, very fluffy tail.

I think this one

must be a Maine co*n.

Coming!

One second, we're just--

Was that a g*n?!

Is this about the crackers?!

'Cause I'll give them back!!

Oh my God!

You two are the dumbest turkeys

out here, I gotta tell you.

- Who the f*ck is that?

- Uh, that is NotMetalHeadDave.

- What's he doing here?

- Um, sh**ting a g*n.

Why? Does he want to steal us?

Hello?

Do you want to get kidnapped by

the clog-wearers and hung from

a windmill,

or do you want to get

the hell out of here?

Should we, like,

ask him to put on the radio?

Hey, where are we going?

Yeah, someplace safe.

Well, we're away from the g*ns,

so aren't we safe?

All will be clear once

we get to the location.

What is the location?

Yeah, Chatsworth.

- Chatsworth?

- Yes.

We are so gonna

get serial k*lled.

I don't want to die off the 118.

This is so stressful.

Hey, hey, hey,

hey, don't smoke that in here.

Put that out.

Dude, this is California.

I don't give

a damn if it's Canada.

- Put-- give me--

- hey, hey, hey!

Huh?

- Whathe f*ck happened?

- Dude!

- Oh, hell, no, I think

I just did that.

- Oh, no.

I thought with my brain

and then I did it with my eyes.

You totally did, dude.

It was tight.

Oh my God, I'm a witch.

I mean, I don't think you're

a witch,

but if you were,

that would be metal as f*ck.

Oh, but it's kind of scary

because what if I curse this by

accident?

You should think, I wish

Oasis would get back together.

Oasis would get

back together, dude.

Oh, my God, your powers work.

You're so f*cking powerful.

I'm powerful.

How did these

girls happen to me?

Oh, doctor!

Ow!

I'm so sorry, David, I started

-- I scared you. I stubbed my

toe. It hurt a lot.

It hurt a lot.

- Hello.

- Hi.

I'm Dr. Olsen. Um,

where's the, uh, the briefcase?

Um, we don't have that.

We haven't had it for a minute.

Yeah.

Oh, no.

- This is a disaster.

- I know.

- This is a complete disaster.

- I know, I know.

And there's more.

What more could

there possibly be?

Hey, do you think he's

a bad guy or a good guy?

Well, I like his jacket,

but all this stuff is scary,

so maybe a bad guy.

Yeah, a lot of bad

guys have cool jackets.

You ones--

you took the Blaekspruttesaed.

Is she spitting

or talking together?

I think she's

asking us if we're g*y.

Undiluted?

Oh, the drugs.

Were we supposed to dilute that?

Ah!

Yes.

Yes.

f*ck my hole.

- f*ck my hole.

- I know, I know.

I want you to take my hole and

f*ck it because it's already

been f*cked.

Hell f*ck.

Hell f*ck.

Everything's f*cked.

Listen to me.

I have no idea why you thought

it would be a good idea to take

the drugs.

You are dumb as rocks,

and you should be dead.

But, but you may

have saved the project

by effectively

becoming the project.

Wait, what's the project?

Do we want to be a project?

Let me explain.

I am a scientist and I have

been working in Denmark.

Is everybody Dutch?

Not Dutch.

Not Dutch.

- Danish.

- Well, then who's Dutch?

People in Holland.

Then who's Hollish?

No one is Hollish.

I mean, someone's got

to be Hollish, right?

I'm moving on.

I work for a private company

called the Kock Group.

Oh.

And I have been

researching giant squids.

Squids?

Giant squids. They

dwell so deep in the ocean

that no light can

penetrate their habitat,

so they must have a unique way

communicating down there in

the dark.

Telepathy.

Telepathy.

6 months ago, a miracle,

we were able to capture the left

testicle of a young adult male.

From this tissue, I was able

to synthesize the compounds --

Nerd alert!

Yeah, like we care about

some squid nut sack.

From this tissue, the

left -- the testis and I

able to create

the drug Blaekspruttesaed.

Good job.

- Thank you.

- Yeah, good.

I thought if we could

hear inside one another's minds,

we could experience a greater

empathy and become more invested

in the common good.

You know, that would be good.

But then I realized

my employer, Mr. Kock,

he was only

interested in developing

the telepathy toward mind

control and selling it to

the highest bidder.

Mind control sounds really

negative. Can we go home now?

Also, I'm pretty sure I saw them

two move a damn joint with

their mind.

What do you mean move a damn

joint with with their mind.

Move a joint

with their damn mind.

Their f*cking mind.

I have no idea, but I know that

they were smoking in my car.

Which rat is your favorite?

I like that one.

I named him Oreo.

Hey!

Oh, you think because

this is California--

Excuse me, you have

mixed Blaekspruttesaed with THC?

Define mixed.

That must be what's

producing the telekinesis.

A chemical reaction with

the marijuana that you're

constantly smoking?

- Define constantly.

- Can you control it?

We could quit any time

we wanted, let me tell you that.

- Yep.

- No, not the marijuana,

the telekinesis.

Can you control the telekinesis?

Can you, here, move this

flask with your mind?

Go.

I want to.

f*ck.

Break it.

Break it.

Break it.

Break it.

Break it.

Too hard.

I quit.

It's okay.

Next time, you'll learn to

develop focus and self-control.

I probably won't, though.

We must begin testing.

Uh, testing?

- I have to take a blood sample.

- Uh, no thank you.

Wait.

Hold.

You did not tell anyone

that you took

the Blaekspruttesaed, did you?

Um, did we tell-- I mean,

a couple people at this party.

Ah.

But not that many. But it was

more of like an alumni event.

Ah, yeah. That's

probably-- But there was one

guy.

Ah.

Who I'm pretty sure was Hollish.

And when I told him, that is

when the briefcase went missing.

But maybe y'all are friends.

You are bozos.

You are bozos.

- Very much bozos.

- Professional bozos.

- Jeff Bozos.

- You are Jeff Bozos,

and you have no idea how

much trouble you are in.

The girls are now as valuable

for study as the drugs

themselves.

We have to access Chapman's

contacts at the UN.

Come on.

Uber, Uber, Uber!

All right, 1 minute away.

Okay.

Oh no, he stopped. Why

the hell is he turning around?

- Oh no, call him, call him.

- Okay.

Hello?

Gork?

Gork?

Ah, no, sorry,

we've been chased.

g*dd*mn it.

Gork, where are you?

What do you mean

I have a 2-star rating?

There's actually a very

legit reason for that.

- If you--

- Hello?

Hey, is it just me, or is

NotMetalHeadDave kind of a babe?

Dude.

Seriously,

he's so good at karate.

He's got all these disguises.

- I bet he's pretty unexpect --

- Dude!

I'm tired of danger.

Hey, I guarantee you

we just need to hole up

in the Chill Zone for a little

bit and this whole Kock problem

is just gonna blow over.

What makes you think that?

I mean, the lady in

the garage was saying--

Hey, when has

anything good ever come

from listening to

some weirdo in a garage?

We don't have the drugs anymore.

We're not really good for

anything.

Now we can just kick back,

blackmail Martin Flynn,

and live in our house

together forever and ever.

Plus, we have to feed the cats.

Motherfuck me.

Oh!

Why is everything so hard?

g*dd*mn it, Jose.

Jose.

Give me one of your shoes.

Welcome to our home.

Welcome to our home.

Hey, man, what's happening?

Nothing.

I wait for the girls.

We are friends from cat club.

Damn, fancy accent.

Where are you from?

Europe?

No.

My brother's been to Amsterdam.

I heard they have crazy cafes

out there and sh*t where you

could smoke in the cafe.

That's like if I went to

Starbucks and I said, hey,

let me get a caramel

frappuccino and a joint.

Have you ever smoked California

bud? The girls aren't here

right now.

Come on, let's go.

I'll roll you a fat-a*s J and

you can tell me which is better,

Cali or Amsterdam.

Come on.

Uh, come on.

You ever seen the show Sliders?

It's on Syfy Network.

It's really good.

I watch all American shows.

Oh my f*cking God, you dumb

b*tches, I am starving to death.

Breakfast is 20 minutes late.

That is legally a crime.

I can see my ribs.

- What do we do?

- We gotta get out of town.

We just gotta wait for the

blackmail money to come through.

Find someplace chill.

Like Guatemala.

Dude, we had so

much fun in Guatemala.

You loved the maracas, remember?

- You were like...

- Guatemala?

Frankie! I've been getting

nonstop work emails for the past

24 hours.

Molly, those were our old lives.

It's all canceled now.

We're very important fugitives.

We're runaways.

We're rebels.

Bad boys!

Okay, well, Josh is at work,

so maybe we could go to --

We're not gonna

go see Josh, okay?

We're changing our names, we're

not gonna tell him the new ones,

- and he's never gonna

find us again.

- Frankie, this is serious.

- I'm scared.

- Should I be scared?

Hey, this is

pretty serious, okay?

Which is why I think we

should get out of town.

Oh, don't do that.

Don't, don't cry.

You know I cry

when you cry, okay?

Come here, come here, come here.

I go inside now with the girls.

Ah, you don't want to kick it?

Let's go around front.

I -- I'm building a

badass gazebo

in the back yard. Do you

like meditating?

That's where I meditate,

in the gazebo. It's really cool

out there.

Okay, let's go see Josh so

you can say goodbye,

and then we need to get

the f*ck out of here.

Right now,

snacks, cats, weed, go.

Oh, I hate to waste those.

I have some notes

on these sandwiches.

Hey, what are

you-- what are you doing?

Shut up, Dio.

Unhand me!

Wait, is this like a vet thing?

Are we going to the vet?

I promise

you they cannot afford the vet.

Hey!

Why is this closed?!

Uh, Frankie, we should go.

- Trying to get us some tunes.

- Anything but ABBA.

- I'm so sick of ABBA.

- Don't listen to him.

I love ABBA.

Yeah, it's just

this feels like time sensitive.

I think you have to update

your phone, dude.

Let's just listen to the radio.

Celine!

This makes me emotional.

- Oh sh*t

- Oh sh*t!

Driving. Frankie driving,

I hate when she drives!

couldn't reach.

You gave me faith 'cause you

believed. I'm

everything...

Uh, hello?

Josh, hi!

How's it going?

I'm so happy to see you.

- Whose car is that?

- Go inside.

That's a really --

that's a really nice --

- In, in, in, in, in.

- Okay, okay, okay.

- What is going on?

- Is this the vet?

This vet looks sketchy as hell,

like really unsanitary.

- Josh.

- Joshie, I'm sorry. We have--

You weren't my

first choice, okay?

There's been a lot

going on, all right?

People are trying

to k*ll us for science.

They are Vikings.

- We have telepathy now.

- with g*ns. c*ck.

- and we have to go to Mexico.

- They wanna do

experiments on us

because we're special now.

The cats are dicks.

We took those

drugs with giant squids.

- Is it okay if we

hide out here so

- We're going to Mexico.

- Unfortunately, you're

not invited.

- we can blackmail

this guy and make money

and run away?

- She always likes me.

- I love you so much.

- Maybe she likes you.

- I just don't want

you to get hurt.

- What the f*ck?

- Guys, get up.

Come on, it's

just sound Sound design.

There's a show later, and this

band, they got this intro where

they're just

like k*lling a bunch of

police officers.

Oh dang.

Okay, how about

we go talk in the office?

Okay.

Uh, what's in the office?

Why do we have to go there? Only

bad things happen in offices.

- Hook up the

motherfuckin treats.

- Language.

- Treat time, b*tch.

- I'm stress eating.

I am eating my feelings.

Hey, can I have your phone?

- Oh yeah,

- I'm gonna start the

blackmail business.

Huh!

- Hey baby.

- Hi.

So, um,

just want to ask--

don't be offended-- did

you and Frankie

really take those drugs?

All this is so f*cked.

Um, yeah.

Okay.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Cuz I think you just like might

be having a mental health event

right now.

I'm just worried, yeah.

We know that you got freaky

with those dips in the '80s.

Dips cannot consent,

nor can the people eating them.

No, no.

Okay, I know, but no.

I saw them.

There are dudes.

They have g*ns and they're

coming after us for no reason.

It's like-- I mean, there's

a reason, but anyways,

it's like a whole big thing.

- Molly?

- Yeah?

How much should we ask for?

A million?

No. That seems like too much.

$20,000 ought to do it.

Baby, you sound crazy.

Come on, look at me.

Look at the cats.

Ah, you're in a bag.

Look at you, dork.

You are also stuck

in a bag right now, dork.

The cats are in backpacks.

Think about that.

Yeah.

Let me take you home.

Yeah.

Give us $2 million or else.

And by the way, it's not even

that cool that you went to

Stanford,

so you don't have to keep

lording it over everyone by

hosting lame alumni

events with too much cheese.

Delete the last part.

Okay.

Frankie, I am not

going to Guatemala. What?

I think those drugs really

f*cked us up,

made us paranoid and stuff.

I just need to get some sleep.

You should too.

Josh is gonna take me home now.

You-- what did you say to her?

Guys, what the f*ck is going on?

I can't even believe you're

considering ditching me

right now.

Ditching me - when

really this is all your fault.

My fault?

I mean, you were the one that

forced me to go to

the Mannequin p*ssy show

all by myself.

And you didn't have

the rent money, dude.

Well, I would have had money for

the rent if my laptop hadn't

gone stolen.

And you lost the briefcase.

Ha!

Oh,.

So I guess if you

think about it,

I'd be like completely fine

if it wasn't for you.

And it's probably for the best

that you were just gonna move in

with Josh

and not even tell me about it.

I hadn't decided yet.

Well, I think you should.

I was gonna suggest it myself.

In fact, I think it's become

clear that you've been holding

me back.

I've been holding you back?

Oh, f*ck,

she did the scary laugh.

Guys, I didn't want to imply

that anybody's holding

anybody back.

- You both love each other.

- You know what, Frankie?

I have gone along with every

one of your f*ck ideas.

Let's set off fireworks

in Andy Sigal's living room.

Hm?

Let's have a contest to see

who can drink the most 5-Hour

Energies.

You won that contest!

Nobody won that contest.

But the truth is that ever since

you failed out of Stanford

you have no focus and no goals,

and you quit everything

that's hard

because you're scared that if

you ever actually tried at

anything,

you'd fail again.

You are lazy and delusional.

If it wasn't for me, they would

find you buried under the debt

of a million kitchen appliances

pretending to be a chef,

and we all know

you're just a just a

stoned girl in a house.

You sabotaged me because

you don't want to be

a f*ck-up alone.

I am tired of being

dragged down with you.

So if we don't get m*rder*d

first, I am going to move out.

Great.

What a relief.

Then I could

just get back on track.

- Yeah.

- Back on the track to success!

What the hell!

Come on, babe, let's go.

It's just

the intro for the band.

You were the one that told

us that in the first place.

Yeah, but soundcheck's over.

- Josh.

- Josh.

- Josh.

- I knew we could trust Josh.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whatever's going on,

Fritz.

we can figure it out.

Stand by the wall, hands up.

Get moving.

You're such a f*cking loser,

Frankie. Here we go again.

Molly.

You can sh**t them but not me.

Whatever they did,

I had nothing to do with it.

- You are such a

f*cking p*ssy, man.

- Yeah, well, you're a dumbass.

- You're a b*tch.

- Oh!

Oh, you're a b*tch.

Oh, you're a double b*tch.

Hey, hey,

watch -- watch the cat.

Wait, Dio, I'm sorry

I talked sh*t.

Where are you going?

Please don't leave me.

Hello, I must speak

with DeeDee at once. Ah!

This is so freaky.

What the f*ck?

You look like the other one.

You are the other one.

What the f*ck?

Astrid?

Yes, we have problems.

Molly.

- I want to go home.

- Yeah, I'll give you this one.

This actually is scary.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Okay, you want the vom,

you'll get the vom.

Uh, f*ck you.

Ow, ow.

No, no, no.

Hey, hey,

that could have been Josh.

I still don't

understand Hollish,

but I just want to put it out

there that I know we haven't

been on the same page,

and I'm really sorry.

But I see you and I hear you,

and I'm gonna try really hard

to make better

choices in the future.

Frankie?

Hello?

I'm sideways!

So we're gonna go by boat?

Yes.

How long does that take?

We're gonna take a small boat,

and then we'll take a big boat.

- Little boat, big boat.

- Yes, and it'll

take about 2 weeks.

Shh!

Mmm.

My bag smells like a dispensary.

Can I have a snack first?

Hungry.

Snack.

I have brownies in my backpack.

Brownies are in my backpack.

Can I-- Oh, please.

I can't reach them.

I can't reach.

Please, go to for me.

Please do anything for brownies.

Um, no. No way. Frankie,

do not let this weird foreigner

jostle me.

Don't jostle the cat.

He's touching my hair!

He's giving me his germs!

Thank you.

Mmm!

So excited!

These are so good!

Dude.

Mmm!

Molly's a genius.

Blue cheese.

Mmm! Yes! Oh!

You, uh

- Do you want some of this?

I'll share.

Oh, come on, little buddy.

Oh, you can do it.

Come on, you're so close.

No, seriously, I think it like

moved an inch that time. Very,

very close.

You know what, Dio, if you don't

have anything helpful to say,

just don't say anything, okay?

Thank you.

Ohh!

Oh, that's right, give up on

this just like you give up on

your dreams.

This is a metaphor.

I can't understand you.

One time Axel got drunk and

then he peed on our coworker.

Then he blamed it on, on a-- You

don't have a version in the US?

It's like a very dense

bread, with pickled fish.

We say we like it,

but I don't know,

does anyone really like it?

I think I need to rest.

- I need--

- f*cking lightweight.

Huh!

Okay.

Weed, weed, weed, weed,

weed, weed, weed. Weed,

weed, weed, weed, weed,

weed, weed. Telekinesis!

Focus!

Frankie, focus!

Molly!

Molly, can you hear me?

Why did Molly have to make

those brownies so f*cked up?

Does anyone

need to be this high?

You are driving this backpack

under the influence,

and I'm actively

at risk with no agency at all.

GG,

you need to go find Molly

and tell me how to get there?

Absolutely f*cking not.

- Now you listen to me, f*ck.

- Oi!

I've done everything for you,

literally your entire life.

I've fed you, I've cleaned up

your sh*t, I provided catnip and

a palatial estate

- without asking for

anything back.

- Objection!

And now's

your time to return the favor.

Molly and Dio need us.

- Still no.

- Huh!

- GG, come on.

- You come on.

This is your chance.

This is your chance to prove to

Dio that you're not a quitter.

Yes, I am.

Oh my God, I'm so scared.

This is a nightmare,

an actual nightmare.

I'm going to report

you to PETA for this.

I think that fear might

be holding us back.

Fear is my most useful quality.

It has saved me from stranger

danger, catnapping, owls,

the vacuum.

I believe in you, GG.

I know we're not just

a selfish fraidy cat.

- Yes, I am.

- No, we're not.

- Yes, I am.

- We are not.

- Yes, I am.

- No, I'm not.

No, I'm not.

No, I'm not.

- Oh, GG, God.

- I have ba*ls.

I have chutzpah. Look at me!

I'm flying!

I'm brave!

I'm basically Vin Diesel!

You can tell Dio he's

the p*ssy and I'm the hero!

That's my kitty!

f*ck this. You're on your

own. Thanks for the memories.

I never should've said

that stuff to Frankie.

That was so mean and clearly

a projection of my own fears of

failure.

We're partners, soulmates.

She's the Bert to my

Ernie. The Hall to my Oates.

I think we can likely trace

your fear of restaurants to too

many episodes

of Kitchen Nightmares,

but for every Gordon Ramsay

there's a Bobby Flay.

- Josh just wants

what's best for us.

- Shut up, Dio.

Shut up, Dio.

I've come to rescue you, dude!

Oh my God!

- Oh, we're f*cked.

We're so f*cked.

- And give you this

f*cked up brownie

that gives you superpowers

because you are my girl.

Oh my God.

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.

This is the happiest

I've ever been.

Get off her!

Where's Josh? I want

Josh to rescue me instead.

Dude, some jabroni has been

calling me over and over and

over again

like some psycho t*rture sh*t.

Come on Dio,

let's go find GG, buddy.

You're gonna love Guatemala.

We're never gonna get there.

Um, dude, did you

send that blackmail letter

for Martin Flynn

from my email address?

Because his lawyer sounds mad.

Like super, super, super mad.

I didn't actually think

that plan out super thoroughly

at the time.

f*ck!

Motherfuck!

Oh, God! Molly, I'm so sorry.

I really thought I could

get us out of here.

I knew it.

I knew you no Guatemala.

Dio?

You're a California guy.

You don't want to learn Dutch.

And you'll be safer here, okay?

That is true.

I love you.

This is tough love, dude.

It hurts me more

than it hurts you.

No, don't eat that.

I'm rooting for you though.

Good luck in the lab.

Oh my God.

You coming?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Run.

- Oh, okay.

- Oh! Our stuff!

- Those thieving motherfucks!

Come on!

Hello?

- Here, take this g*n.

- Oh, no.

- What do you mean, no?

- I'm not even allowed

to use the oven.

- I can't have a g*n.

- Oh my God.

All right, here, you take it.

Also no.

What the f*ck

is wrong with y'all?

Dude, g*ns are such a bad vibe.

I've signed like 100 petitions.

m*rder? We're not gonna

do m*rder, dude. I'm sorry.

No, f*ck the NRA.

g*n control now.

Okay, okay.

Do you two want to be turned

into some weird herring-type

dip sauce

with mayonnaise in it and sh*t?

Is that what you want?

- No!

- Take the g*n.

No!

Don't go over there.

Don't-- do not go.

- Oh my God!

- No, no.

- Oh.

- Oh

We're weed witches.

f*ck this violent bullshit.

Why are you guys like this?

So aggro and intense and dark.

Did the tooth fairy not come?

Did your mom give

you a lame haircut?

Maybe you'd be

happier if you wore socks.

You are what we call a buzzkill.

But now you will have fun,

whether you like it or not.

Nobody likes a guy with a g*n

chugging Haterade and

sh**ting stuff

and bumming everyone out.

Nobody likes that guy.

You could be partying.

You could be eating tacos.

You could be napping.

You could love someone.

You can have a best friend.

Ah!

Frankie. No, no, no,

no, no. Get up. Get up.

You're okay. You're okay.

Okay. You're alive. Cool.

Hello?

Whoa, okay, back up,

back up, back up, back up.

You good?

Is it that weird that I would

think that you'd want to

kiss me?

I can move things with my mind.

No, Frankie,

you don't understand.

You a hot-a*s mess, girl.

It would not happen.

Truly.

Honestly.

Not a chance.

No!

It's not working anymore.

I'm all out of brownie.

Frankie, I'm so scared.

I don't want to die.

Hey, take me instead.

What?

No, Frankie, no.

Yes, Molly, this is

literally all my fault.

No, this is f*cking happening.

I love you more than anything.

I'm not holding you back.

Let's go! Take me! Come on!

No, you can't leave me.

You clean up after me all

the time. It's my turn, dude.

- All right.

- No!

I won't let you go! Frankie!

- Come.

- I love you.

- I love you.

- I love you.

- I love you.

- I love you.

- I love you.

- I love you.

- I love you.

- I love you.

I love you. I love you. I love

you. I love you. I love you.

I love you.

Oh!

Dude, what the f*ck?

That was metal as f*ck!

Are we superheroes now?

Like, squid heroes?

You're my squid hero for sure.

Molls!

It's over.

For all those

times you stood by

me. For all the truth

that you made me see.

For all the joy

you brought to my life,

for all the wrong

that you made right,

for every dream

you made come true,

for all the love I found in you,

I'll be forever thankful, baby.

You're the one who helped me up!

Never let me fall.

You're the one

who saw me through

Through it all. You were --

Hey!

I wonder where that guy went.

That was like private.

Oh. This is some real

oppressive signage, dude.

This is government sh*t.

We get it.

- Federal building!

- Oh!

I wanted to pee before.

Girls, this is my dear friend

and colleague, Dr. Chapman.

She's been very anxious

to meet both of you.

Hi.

Oh my God, they really

do look weirdly alike.

Yes, it's just remarkable.

Would you say I'm the upgraded

version of her, or she's

the upgraded version of me?

Um, we like the, um,

you are the better girl.

You're the, you're the better

one. We like you more.

Yes.

Sit and --

Please.

Welcome.

I was able to convince members

of the UN, United Nations,

that the two of you are deeply

involved, intrinsically so,

in the most important scientific

discovery,

breakthrough of our time.

You think she's gonna

get to the point soon?

- Geez!

- That could lead directly

to world peace.

They have decided to fully

fund our project.

We must determine the effect of

the Blaekspruttesaed, of course,

on you so

that we can recreate it.

- You know, I've been thinking

- in the future and, um.

you should move

in with Josh, dude.

- Assure you that the

- He objectively rocks.

- testing will not-- harm you

- I was being crazy.

I'm gonna move out of

the chill zone. I'm gonna get my

own place.

I'll just sleep on your couch

like one night a week or like 2

to 5 nights a week.

- You are incredibly

valuable assets

- As many nights as you want.

Frankie, I'm gonna miss you.

- And we we just wanna

take care of you.

I know, me too.

- But this is a good thing.

- $400,000.

I'm just gonna

figure my sh*t out.

- $300,000.

- You will.

2, 1, 1.

$100,000.

We could have joint

custody of the bongatron.

in this project.

Jinx.

More than I make.

A lot more than I make.

Besides the 3 to 4 days

that you will be spending in

our facilities at Stanford,

you can go about

your lives as usual.

Did you just say Stanford?

That's where the laboratory

is located. Is that a problem?

Lab?

Wait, wait, wait.

Could you start over?

I'm sorry.

- I'm really-- I'm sorry.

- No.

Well-- We are

offering you $100,000 each

per year, 24-hour protection,

and diplomatic immunity,

you know, if you have any

legal difficulties that

you need, uh, addressing.

- Yes.

- I'm not surprised.

All of that is if

you participate in

our scientific testing.

Scientific testing at Stanford.

Yes. Stanford.

Dude.

Here. Here you go.

Just sign this. Sign.

Just sign the papers.

Where all the little tabs are.

I'll take this part.

- Oh, OK.

- Oh, OK.

Hold on.

Sign here.

I've never really done this.

Oh. OK. That's fine.

What'll you do

with the money, girls?

All right, here you go,

ma'am. Bong Appetit.

You will not regret

the toothpaste, dude.

Seriously, it elevates the whole

experience into this, like,

minty heaven.

Sold.

I was almost scared of that guy,

but then I wasn't.

Very brave, GG.

- Very, very brave.

- No fear.

Frankie.

Look, I gotta say that I am just

as surprised as anyone else,

but I guess as

you change and

grow, so does your taste.

Oh, this guy.

Look, I gotta be honest,

I just, um, can't stop thinking.

Yo, let me save

you some time here, bro.

- Yeah!

- If you cannot handle

me at my college

dropout, covered in cat hair,

thousands of dollars in debt,

deadbeat,

you do not deserve me

at my international property,

subject of scientific top-secret

testing at Stanford,

business owner.

Boom, b*tch!

I can't stop

thinking about the sandwich.

ba*ls.

The one that was in Molly's bag.

I ate it on the way

back from the warehouse.

It was f*cking amazing.

The potato salad?

It's been haunting

me ever since, really.

Delicious.

$6.69, cash only.

f*ck me.

- There you go.

- I know it's dirty,

but I love money.

Yo, one escape for frickin'

NotMetalHeadDave,

who came all the way down

here just to dunk on me at work.

Whip this f*ck up

something special, will ya?

You got it, chick.

Yoink!

- Ah!

- Butthole!

That's the worst chopping I've

ever seen. Completely uneven.

Molly, we're gonna

have to fire this guy.

Frankie, that guy's a bonehead.

Excuse my language.

Anybody who was actually cool

would be frantic to date you.

Thank you, Josh.

I agree.

Justice for Frankie Campbell.

- Okay! What else?

- He's gonna dig that.

f*cking freak.

f*cking freak.

- Should I put some toothpaste?

- No, are you f*cking

kidding me?

He doesn't get toothpaste.

Okay. He doesn't get toothpaste.

He doesn't get toothpaste.

What else?

It's my birthday.

Oh, no.

I think all

the scientists trying to make

weed stronger really have

their focus in the wrong place,

'cause weed is strong enough on

I mean, I'm literally high as

f*ck all the time.

What we need to do is-- we need

to breed out the compound

that's giving us cottonmouth.

Yeah.

There's, like, no way

they can't do that, right?

Dude, that's

a trillion-dollar idea.

I know.

You're a genius.

I know.