Super Dark Times
[heavy breathing]
[muttering indistinctly]
[moose breathes heavily]
Don't let anyone see.
Let's do this, motherf***er.
Come on.
[upbeat rock music]
[music stops]
[Josh] Oh, my God.
This kid looks like he
suffers from Goblets.
[Zach laughs] You can't say that.
He was in a fire, you know.
- [Josh] Was he?
- [Zach] Yes. He was in a...
[Josh] Well, the fire
made him look really funny.
[Zach laughs]
[Josh] This kid looks
actually spot on like a bagel.
[Zach laughs] What are you talking about?
[Josh] This kid looks
like an ice sculpture.
She always reminded me of a backpack.
[Zach laughs]
[Josh] Always.
Jasmine Stamford. Would you?
I think so.
[Josh] She would snap your dick off.
What about her?
Probably.
She's blonde though, I don't really...
You don't like blondes?
Since when have you not liked blondes?
[Josh] I don't know.
I don't know what I want anymore.
[Zach] Oh, wait a minute.
I think we all agree that
Ms. Barron is hot as sh*t.
Oh, Ms. Barron!
She is f***ing ridiculous.
So f***ing sexy.
She should not be allowed to be a teacher.
[Zach] What about her?
[Josh] Mm. [gasps]
Allison Bannister.
Obviously. Obviously.
Anytime, anywhere.
- Anywhere?
- Anywhere.
Son, I'd do that sh*t for the
talent show, if that's what it took.
That is disgusting.
On stage, in front of everyone.
F*** yes! What, you wouldn't?
- At the talent show?
- Yeah, whatever.
- No. I mean...
- [blows raspberry]
Obviously... Okay.
Allison is very cute.
We know that, yeah? And she's very cool.
But, like, we know her.
You can't be saying this...
I don't know.
I like her.
Yeah, I like her too.
Yeah. Exactly. That's what I'm saying.
We actually know her.
I actually hang out with her sometimes.
It's just weird to be talking about her.
Hang out with her?
Yeah, like, in...
Like group stuff, you know, in school.
Like in history class or something.
You got any drinks?
Yeah, like, caffeine-free Coke.
Well, then...
Man, I hate the f***ing winter.
It's such a goddamn schlep to do anything.
"Schlep"? What are you, a grandpa?
The cold, it's debilitating.
It's awful. It hurts my face.
I don't know. Christmas rules.
Anyway, it gets really
pretty when it snows.
- "It gets really pretty"?
- Yeah, it does.
All right, Mom. We're going out for a bit.
I'll make sure to be home for dinner.
I love you. Bye.
Bye.
- [door shuts]
- [Karen] Huh?
[Zach] You know when you're
in your maximum velocity
and the gears just don't work anymore?
[Josh] No, I have no maximum velocity.
My power is untethered and ever-growing.
[Zach] Do aliens even have feelings?
Dude, I don't care if they have feelings.
The Silver Surfer is the
loneliest dude in the galaxy.
I don't... I mean...
The Punisher's pretty haunted, dude.
Look, you have no idea
what you're talking about.
Don't even start me in
with that Punisher sh*t.
[indistinct chatter]
Sh*t. Is that Daryl?
[Zach] Leave him alone.
What's up, cock fighters?
What, you wanna go?
Huh?
- Hi.
- I'm Josh.
You don't go to our school, do you?
No. Callaway Middle. Yeah.
Go Cougars.
Oh, you're... You're
Carol's little brother?
- Yeah, I'm Charlie.
- Oh, right. Carol Barth.
I know who Carol is.
Everybody knows who Tig is.
Come on, man.
Tig Bitty Bart.
- You love it. You love it.
- Oh, my God. Stop.
You smell like a cat box.
These are f***ing chopped onions.
What are you getting?
Nice.
Ew. Melon soda? Sounds gross.
They wouldn't make it if it was gross.
They make gross stuff all the time.
Pickles are gross.
- Pickles are not gross.
- I like pickles.
Hey, what do you... What
do you make of that thing?
Oh, that's been there forever.
Dried squid? Holy sh*t!
It's pretty gross.
Somebody eats it.
Nobody eats this sh*t.
Let's get it.
- Yes!
- Thank you.
Oh, sh*t!
Squid.
Squid. Squid.
- I wanna see you eat it.
- Squid.
Squid. Squid. Squid. Squid. Squid.
Squid. Come on.
Squid. Squid. Squid.
Squid. Squid. Squid. Squid.
Oh, God.
[laughter]
Great.
Give me some of that sh*t.
- Try this.
- You guys are whacked.
[Charlie] Seriously? Oh, my God, that's...
[Zach] Don't do it. Don't do... Oh!
[Charlie] Oh, my God!
It's horrible, isn't it?
It's not terrible.
It's not Skittles either, is it?
[Josh] No, it's not Skittles.
Skittles is f***ing delicious.
F*** this f***ing sh*t.
Oh, f***!
It's nasty. Oh, my God!
[Josh] Guys, lately I've been
thinking a lot about hands.
[Zach] What the f***
you thinking about hands?
[Josh] If I got one or both hands cut off,
what kind of prosthetic hands I would wear.
[Zach] If I lost a hand,
I'd definitely get a hook.
[Daryl] Yeah, f***ing hook.
[Charlie] Like from
Peter Pan? Seriously?
[Josh] But why stop there?
There's so many different types of hands.
You could have a hot hand
that just cooks steaks.
[Charlie] A f***ing hot
hand is not a f***ing thing.
You could f***ing have lighter hands.
F***ing set sh*t on fire.
[Charlie] Why is this bridge even closed?
[Zach] Yeah, what the f***?
You guys didn't hear? Somebody died.
No one died.
- Somebody died?
- Yes.
Don't f***ing cry, Charlie.
Everybody f***ing dies.
[Charlie] I'm not gonna die.
I'm f***ing immortal. Like Highlander.
Hey, wait up, you motherfuckers.
[Josh] Tomorrow marks the end of
my week-long fast from masturbating.
[Zach] Why the f*** would
you ever do that to yourself?
[Josh] Because if you wait like a week,
it feels really good
when you go back to it.
[Daryl] Guys, yesterday my parents
f***ing rented that movie True Lies.
And after they went to sleep, I f***ing
watched that scene where she stripped
over and over and over and over and over.
I must have jerked off
two and a half times.
- [Charlie] Is that a record?
- [Zach] We don't wanna hear this.
[Daryl] I tried for three,
but my dick got sore.
So I went to the freezer to get some ice,
but there was none in the tray.
So I got a f***ing steak instead.
[Josh] Ugh. You put it back in the freezer?
[Daryl] F*** no. I cooked that sh*t up,
scarfed it and passed out on the couch.
[Zach] Dude, that's f***ing disgusting.
[Daryl] You f***ing idiots.
Of course I f***ing put it back.
You know, that doesn't make it better.
Someone's gonna eat that.
Oh, my God. This is not the
point of the f***ing story.
What is the point of the story?
- I'm getting to it.
- He's getting to it.
The point it, b*tch be hot.
Like Charlie's sister.
- [laughs]
- Shut the f*** up.
Or Zach's mom.
Yes. Sorry, Zach.
You think if you jump from
up here on a boat down there,
you could break through
the deck and sink it?
[Charlie] Like in a cartoon or something?
[Josh] I doubt it.
My uncle did it one time
on the Fourth of July.
No, he didn't.
Yeah, he did.
He won a thousand bucks,
but broke his f***ing leg,
'cause he slipped on a fish.
[Charlie] Guess that evens out then.
F***, yeah.
Slickest sh*t I ever saw.
[Josh] I could do it.
Are you special forces?
[Josh] No, but my uncle was.
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