- Yo, Pim, look at this. - What is it?
Look.
- Oh, Charlie, why did you show me that? - Yeah.
That's awful.
- He got completely flattened. - That's traumatizing.
Isn't that crazy? I didn't know that could happen to a person.
I don't want to see that. I hate that that's in my brain now.
- I feel sick. That's so bad. - No, Pim, Pim, Pim, Pim. Dude.
Dude, the reason why I showed that to you is for educational purposes.
I don't get any enjoyment out of showing you that kind of stuff.
- Really? - Yeah. No, I--
Dude, now you know to never go to a Chinese factory
and put your head under a giant crushing machine
and get sucked into it and become a pancake.
- Now you know to not do that. - Okay, I guess that's kind of true.
Thank you, Charlie. Thanks for looking out for me.
Yeah, no problem, man.
I got my work done early. I'm going on a date.
Aw. How romantic. You must be excited.
I don't really care. I've become numb to them.
Just something to do.
Guys, I just slayed the dragon.
We're saved. We're fucking saved!
- Really? - No. No, not really. I was just joking.
You guys... You guys actually have a job to...
- Are you okay, Mr. Boss? - Yeah. Yeah, I'm good. I'm good. I'm good.
You guys actually have a job to help Charlie's uncle smile.
Cool. Hey, Pim, you finally get to meet my uncle.
Wow. I've always wanted to meet him after all your stories about him.
By the way, Mr. Boss, you don't have to do a funny gag
every single time you give us a job.
No, I know, I know, I know, I know.
Hello?
Uncle Bilbert?
Oh, shit! I didn't think you'd get here so fast.
Let me get dressed.
Come in, goddammit!
Hey, Uncle Bilbert, it's been a while--
Yeah, look, I didn't call you to chit-chat.
I'm gonna cut right to the chase. I'm dying and I got one day to live.
- What? - Are you going to cry, dude?
The only reason I called you here is because I figured
since you're a clown or whatever, you can make my last day a good one.
Hello, sir. My name is Pim.
I'm so sorry you've gotten this horrible news,
but I promise that Charlie and I will do whatever it takes
- to make your last day a beautiful one. - Absolutely.
Also, I wasn't crying. I actually have something in my eye.
All right, let's get this show on the road.
You might want to put some clothes on first.
Yeah. Just let me take a piss real quick.
Wow.
Salu-ta-tions. Are you Natasha?
That's me. And you must be Allan?
It's nice to finally put a face to the name.
Well, when I saw that picture of you holding the fish on your profile,
I just knew I had to meet you.
I caught it with my bare hands.
Wow! I love a man who can handle a big, wet, flopping fish.
- Wine? - Sure.
So, do you like wine?
Only red, the sexiest color.
Gulp, but I am red.
All right, all you guys gotta do is go in there and ask for a guy named Zit.
He's got my pills. Got it?
Are these, like, pills because you're dying, or--
Hey, when I say jump, you say how high, boy.
Now, get! Go on, get, get, get.
- Okay, okay, I was just joking. Yeah. - Come on, get!
We'll go do it, Pim. Let's go.
What the fuck do you want, huh?
We're just here to pick up some pills.
Who sent you, motherfucker? Who sent you?
Bilbert. A guy named Bilbert.
He did, did he?
You think you're so smart? You think I'm so stupid?
I didn't say that.
You're so smart, huh? Okay, okay, then tell me...
what the fuck this is?
I think that's your brain, man.
Yeah, I'd put that back in your head if I was you.
Fuck you. Don't tell me what to do, motherfucker.
Okay, we got your pills.
- Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme! - Whoa, whoa, stop!
It's fine, Pim, it's fine, it's fine. It's just one of my uncle's classic bits.
Yeah, it's just a bit.
Drive, motherfucker! Drive!
Ow! Hey, stop! Down, down! Stop.
Charlie, is this really how your uncle should be spending his last day on Earth?
There's a nice park nearby that we can go instead.
Of course, man. This is what he wants to do.
- Look at him. - This place sucks. Can't even get hard.
I told you to hold on to that goddamn dog.
Hey, you need to leave. No animals allowed.
I'm dying, man. I'll do what I want, damn it!
Come on, get into the car. Let's go. Run, run, run.
- Come on. Let's get out of here. - What did you spit on him?
Come on. Start the car. Come on. Let's go, go, go, go, go!
Yeah. Give me another 20, idiot.
Okay, yeah, here you go. This is my last one.
Hey, Charlie, listen, I know being terminally ill can be stressful,
but I don't think it's a good excuse for him to treat you like this.
No, man, it's okay. He's always like this. He's just having fun.
Come on!
Oh, no! Damn it!
Why the fuck did you hand me an unlucky 20, Charlie?
Everyone freeze!
You're all under arrest for making funny 3D creatures battle each other!
- It's such a lovely night. - It is.
The moon is out. Wow.
- I like walking with you. - Me too.
Do you want to dance?
Okay.
Hey, hey, stop it! Stop it! Stop that horrible dancing!
You suck! You suck at dancing!
Okay. Sorry.
All right, guys, I have a plan for how we're going to get out of this pickle.
You guys stay here and take the blame, and I'll go back to my boathouse,
get naked, smoke some salvia, and watch World War II In Color.
What do you think about that?
Yeah, I guess we can do that for you.
No, we're not doing that.
Look, man, I don't want to be in jail either, but he's dying.
- We got to make him happy. - What?
I'm not dying, you believed that? Jesus! It was a goddamn prank, you fucking idiot.
- You're so stupid. - What?
You know, you really should treat Charlie better.
He's the only person who would put up with you.
Now you've done it. You've just awoken the beast.
- Hey, Uncle Bilbert, stop! - Shut up, Charlie!
The beast is alive again!
I said stop!
Good job, Charlie. You did it. You finally did it.
- What? - What do you mean, "What?"
You stood up to me.
I mean, for 30 years, I've been punching you,
spitting on you, and treating you like dirt,
trying to get you to stand up for yourself.
What do you know? You finally did it.
Wait, but you actually did evil stuff, though.
- I mean, I saw you physically do it. - Yeah, you spit acid on someone.
Hey, I guess I got a weird way of saying I love you, Charlie.
Wow. I love you too, Uncle Bilbert.
I mean, what else is there to say? Bring her in, man.
- Come on. Come here. - Come on you.
All right. We're gonna let you guys off with a warning.
- You're free to go. - Cool.
Whoa! Not you. You'll be staying in here for a long time.
No, no, no, you don't understand. He was just testing me the whole time.
No, we don't care about that stuff. He's the Cincinnati Sex Pest.
We've been trying to catch him for 20 years.
Was that also part of the test or was...
No, no, that was more personal stuff, more like a side thing.
I've never met anyone like you.
You're the first person to give me butterflies in my tummy.
I like your tummy. Boop.
Stop it.
What a weird day, man.
Hey, at least you finally got to meet my uncle, though.
- Huh? How about that, huh? - Yeah. Yeah, I guess so.
By the way, what do you wanna do with this dog?
I was thinking about that, actually. Maybe we bring it back to the office
and Glep can, like, ride it around or something.
- I don't-- - Hey! Come back.
Oh, my God! Natasha, no!
Mr. Landlord?
Damn, damn, foiled again. Damn you to hell, my genius plan ruined.
Why did you do this? I thought you were dead.
Why did you pretend to be a beautiful woman?
You know why, Allan. To hang out with you again.
And I would have gotten away with it too if it wasn't for that damn dirty dog.
I'm going to kill you.
We'll meet again, Allan. Till next time.
Allan, are you okay? What happened?
My date turned out to be my landlord and he tricked me,
and I... I got a red rocket from him.
You didn't need to say the last part, man. You could have left that off.
Hey, Charlie. Look, I thought a lot about what you said the other day,
and yeah, you're right, man.
I'm just gonna be normal from now on. No more little jokes.
- Shake on it? - Yeah, sure.
- Ow, what is that? - I got you, Charlie!
I will never stop joking around and being silly!