10x04 - Hermie Nursery in: Seafood Sensation

[bunniefuu]

[Theme music]

[Thunder crashes]
[Cackling]

[Whirring]

[Whirring]

Man: It's alive!
[Thunder rumbles]

[Thunder crashes]
[Cackling]

[music]

- Leia, no!
- She's dead.

[music]

[Rock music]

♪ Oh, no, she ain't dead yet ♪

♪ It's super-space Leia ♪

♪ Super-space Leia
taking on the Empire ♪

[Clang!]
♪ I mean First Order ♪

- What? How?
- The Force... I guess.

♪ Oh, super-space Leia,
we brought her back to life ♪

- ♪ Before we knew Carrie Fisher d*ed ♪
- Wink, wink.

♪ Rest in peace ♪
[Twinkle!]

Now, Harry Potter,

I shall finish what I started
all those years ago.

- I shall... k*ll you.
- [Bleep] you.

Man: This is terrible, one of the
worst catastrophes in the world!

Oh, the humanity ... the
suffering right now before me!

God, help us all!

This is the worst blow job
I've ever received, and ...

What's that?
Look behind me?

Holy sh*t, a blimp!

Look at me, Perseus.
What's the matter?

Don't you like firm, scaly breasts?

- Look at me, Perseus.
- They will not sway me, Medusa.

Aaaah!
[Shing!]

[Splat!]

- Hello, sailor. Mmm.
- Huh?

- Who are you?
- Call me Mandusa!

I have a feeling you will not
look away from this.

[Hisses]

Oh, my gods, that is ama...
Oh, sh*t.

Eh, I'll never find love.
[Groans]

Man: Meet R'yan,
Barbie's new toxic boyfriend.

Both: Wow!

A passive-aggressive deejay
with nine years of debt

from an unfinished
hotel-management degree.

And an ADHD-medication addiction
he refuses to own up to.

I can't wait to fix him!

Ah, look, he's got a copy
of "Infinite Jest."

He's read four pages and says
it's his favorite book.

Man: R'yan also comes
with his own Feezys,

turntables, and cracked iPhone .

Aw, he ghosted me.

Oh, nope, he's back
and he's asking for money.

[Laughs]
This is fun!

Man: Just pat him on the back
to stroke his ego

and activate
his backhanded compliments.

Ryan: You're the chubbiest girl
I would date.

I love you ... when
you put in an effort.

My dad's gonna hate him.

Man, I gotta get back
to mining my crypto.

Man: Eggshells to walk
on sold separately.

Reporter: [Laughs] A local hillside
community got a real scare today

when a bear wandered
into their backyard.

Animal-control agents
quickly sprang into action.

[Choking] An agency official tells us
the bear was unharmed

and was safely relocated back
to Jellystone Park.

Hmm.

Mommy, my Hatchimal is hatching!

You're gonna be a Hatchimommy!

♪ Birthday, la, la! ♪

♪ Happy, la, la! ♪

- It's so beautiful!
- Ohh! [Squelching]

Mommy, what's happening?

Your Hatchimal was stillborn, Amy.

Maybe if you pray harder next time ...

- Bleh!
- No, it's alive.

Hatchimal, bleh!

- I don't want it.
- You brought it into the world.

Now you will care for it.
[Cries]

Man: Hatchimals ... you'll never
know what you'll hatch ...

maybe a lifetime of regret.

The person we're making over
lives in Australia

in a single mom's basement.

Bob is a closeted recluse
with a penchant

for steampunk accoutrements
who isn't sure how to present

on the rural Australian dating scene.

Accoutre-yas!

I'm horny already!

Bob, we are here to take you
to the next level.

Babadook!

Just because you're living
in the basement

doesn't mean you need
to live in the closet.

We have got to get you
off the earthworm diet.

And no one wants a boy
without a bed frame.

You can bring me the boy?

Babe, you're literally
gonna be swimming in boys.

I'm just gonna give you
a bit of a trim here,

and you're gonna feel like
a brand-new m-m...

whatever you are.

[Tink!]

- Baba...
- Dook, honey! Yes!

I get that you're making a, uh,

statement
with the hat and the cape,

but I'm wondering
if we can't find something

a little more form-fitting.

[music]

Bring me the boy.

Bob, growing up black
and gay in the South,

I can relate with
your reluctance to come out,

but honey, if you were a movie,

Netflix would sort you
into the LGBT section.

- Babadook.
- Mr. Bob A. Dook, this is your time.

- What do you want?
- B-B-Bring me the boy.

[Both crying]

Man: Bob has a whole new
outlook on life. [music]

With a studio apartment,

a part-time job at Michaels Crafts,

and learning how
to French tuck a shirt,

the world is about to be
Babashook by his transformation.

Bring me the boy.

Aw, look at that ... making friends.

[Keyboard clacking] Berkel,
the world needs Ethan Hunt.

Are the mission specs
ready for delivery?

Uh, yeah. Uh, I can just
e-mail them as PDF.

PDF? Damn it, man!

This is the Impossible Missions Force.

- We do things with pizzazz!
- Pizzazz?

Berkel, I want so much pizzazz,

it blows his g*dd*mn d*ck off.

Man's voice: Ethan Hunt,
here is your mission,

should you choose to accept it.

This blows.
They didn't even try.

Don't be...

- Whoa!
- Woman's voice: Hello.

This is -time Oscar-nominee
Meryl Streep.

Oh, my God, the Streepster!

If the splinter cell gets
their hands on that plutonium,

then the world goes, "Boom!"

[Laughs]
I love this mission.

This message will
self-destruct in , , , ...

[g*nsh*t]
Mission box, nooooo!

["Taps" plays]

Man: Bring that b*at back.
Don't be...

[Air horn blares, club music]

[Laughs] Yeah.

- I really like you, Chloe.
- Kiss me, Trent.

- Here I go.
- Hold on ... Cheeto fingers?

- Huh?
- I am not getting another UTI

from Cheeto dust, thank you.

Man: Has this ever
happened to you?

At a party, you're likely
to find Cheetos,

jalapeño Doritos,
sea-salt Pringles,

Flamin' Hots, and worse.

When you snack,
you've made your fingers

unfit for vaginal exploration

before a woman
has even agreed to talk to you.

Let a man with Fritos-chili-
cheese-corn-chip dust

on his fingers rummage around
in my vag*na? I don't think so.

Man: If you want to snack and diddle,

ask your party host to put out
a bowl of Cheetos for Her.

Cheetos for Her is seasoned with
flavors her vag*na will crave ...

jasmine, sandalwood,
and raw garlic shavings

for their anti-fungal properties.

Ooh, is that Monistat ?

[music]

Alright!

Available in snack and party sizes.

[Cat yowls]
Oh, no!

I launched my cat into a tree
with a t-shirt cannon,

an unpreventable tragedy!

Is there anyone who can help?

- Man: Kind of.
- The Super Friends?

They're booked,
but there's another league.

In the hall of treasured
Hollywood characters,

there is a league that is
almost always available,

a ragtag group of men
we once thought heroic,

now problematic hires ...
The League of Predatory Men!

There's V!

I vexed a virtuous vixen
to veer her views,

and then she fell in love
with me because...

Stockholm syndrome.

Man: The king of non-consent
himself ... Prince Phillip!

[Laughs]

Kiss, kiss.
Time to wake up. [Tink!]

- Man: Edward Cullen from "Twilight!"
- Sparkle, sparkle.

I'm and you're ,

and I kind of want to m*rder you
or maybe marry you.

Man: Pretty hot, right?

And Farmer Ted from
"Sixteen Candles,"

who probably r*ped a girl
at the end of that movie.

According to geek law, I'm a hero!

Oh, my God, it's the ...
Wait a second.

Didn't you r*pe that girl
at the end of "Sixteen Candles?"

Like I said, I'm a hero.

[Siren wails, blows landing]
Hey, what the f... Aah! Oh!

Okay.
[Cat meows]

My cat's still up the tree!

If I get the cat back,
you have to love me forever.

If I am victorious, you must
vocally volunteer

as my Valentine... vulva.

Mwah, mwah, mwah, mwah!
Uh.

Do you have any sleeping friends?

Hey, I had a ladder in the garage.

Turns out I don't need
any of you [bleep]ers.

[g*nsh*t]
Aah!

This was your fault.
You made me do that.

Victory!

OMG, Offred, did you have
your first ceremony

- with the commander last night?
- Yes. [Women giggling]

We heard you had the ceremony
with your new handmaid.

How was it?

Come on, you don't want to hear
all the horny details. [music]

♪ Gilead lovin',
and I had a blast ♪

♪ Gilead lovin',
prayed it would end fast ♪

♪ Got a handmaid
I'll get to bang ♪

♪ Got a commander,
it's screw or hang ♪

♪ Gilead days under his eye,
but oh, those ♪

♪ Gilead
Those Gilead nights ♪

♪ Uh, waka, uh, waka, hey! ♪

♪ It's what God wants,
for us to hit it and split ♪

♪ What God wants, for us
to all lose our clits ♪

- ♪ Uh-huh
- Aw, sad ♪

- ♪ Uh-huh
- Aw, sad ♪

- ♪ Uh-huh
- Oh, so sad ♪

♪ I'm just tryin' to find
my young daughter ♪

♪ If she don't get knocked up,
I'll send her to slaughter ♪

♪ I can't take much more
of this crazy ♪

♪ At least they didn't snatch
up your baby ♪ Bye-bye!

♪ Gilead flings come
with some strings ♪

♪ But that's sex
when you're under his ♪

♪ When you're under his eye ♪

♪ Uh, waka, uh, waka, hey! ♪

♪ It's what God wants,
trust in our expertise ♪

♪ What God wants or die
in work colonies ♪

- ♪ r*pe me
- Good God ♪

- ♪ r*pe me
- Good God ♪

- ♪ r*pe me
- Good God ♪

- ♪ Oh, no
- Oh, yeah ♪

♪ After I banged her,
I went to bed ♪

♪ Cried into a pillow
and wished I was dead ♪

♪ I'd rather die than keep up
this fight ♪

♪ Can't wait to do it
once more tonight ♪

♪ Gilead dreams, it's not
all it seems, but oh, those Gilead ♪

- ♪ Those Gilead nights
- Oooh ♪

[Tires screech]

Did I miss the song?

♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk ♪

♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk ♪

♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk-a-wawk
wawk bawk bawk ♪

♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk ♪

♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk ♪

♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk-a-wawk
wawk bawk bawk ♪

♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk ♪

♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk ♪

♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk-a-wawk
wawk bawk bawk ♪

- Ba-gawk!
- Bawk.

Gosh, that blast took me
right out of the ship. C-razy.

Hey, I didn't know Mon Calamari
could breathe in space ...

must be our gills.
I think I'm gonna make it.

I'm gonna be ... ooh,
Leia, hey. Oh! Wah!

- ♪ It's super-space Leia ♪
- Ah, they'll find me.