Bob's Burgers (2011–…): Season 3, Episode 23 - The Unnatural - full transcript

Bob bought an espresso machine and Tina acquires a taste and a bit of attitude. Gene is on a boys' baseball team but he has no skill and less natural athletic ability. Linda finds The Deuce of Diamonds online; Tina thinks he looks like Dr. Yap's Prince of Persuasia. For a mere $495, Gene can learn to pitch, hit and field with the Major Leaguers, without using a ball. Bob is NOT spending that kind of money on Gene and baseball...it is better that he quit, with quiet dignity. But, quiet dignity has never met the Belcher family! Louise helps her mother pull off a heist, Tina has the ETs (espresso tremens) and Gene learns confidence the natural way: from a con man. In the land of the free and the home of the brave, Little League parents will always be Little League parents.

my recreation league angel,
Gene Belcher!

They're baseball pants.

Well, they go great with this top.

It's also called a jersey, Gene.

No.

Ease up, everybody, back off.

It's his first game.
Oh! This is so exciting!

I'll show you exciting. Hi-ya!

I've got armor for my ding-dong!

Come on. That's not how
you hit a crotch

with a baseball bat.



This is how you hit a crotch
with a baseball bat. (grunts)

Ha-ha-ha! What doesn't break
my testicles

only makes them stronger!

Wow, Gene is really athletic.

I love baseball:

The pizza parties, the spiky shoes,

the parade at the end of the season

where we ride on a float.

How's my wave?

- Hi...
- Hi...

Hey, Teddy, do you want
an espresso before we close up?

A what?
An espresso. Huh?

Whoa, look at that.

Yeah, it was a little pricey,



but it's an investment, right?

Someone comes in for a burger,

they'll say, "Oh, Bob, finally

you're selling espresso."

Oh, Bobby, it's like
that hot plate you bought.

You had big dreams for that.

Where is it now?

It's right there.
Oh. Ow, it's hot.

Teddy, why don't you try one?

It's on the house.
Nah.

Well, just to see if you like it.

I don't wanna, Bob.
I'm declining politely.

Just take one shot, Teddy!

I don't like those tiny cups!

Just drink one! They make it
look like I have giant hands!

Come on!

Leave me alone!
Oh, fine.

Really? You're gonna give up
that easy?

Well, if no one's gonna drink
this, maybe I'll just...

Ugh, that's terrible.

That's... that's...

Ooh...

Ah...

Ooh...

Ooh, ah...

Oh... ooh...

Hey, Tina.

- Hi, Teddy.
- Hi.

Uh...

Huh.

Gross, right?
Yeah, it's an acquired taste...

that I just acquired.

Hey, batter, batter, batter,
hey, batter, batter, batter,

hey, batter, batter, batter,
batter, batter, batter,

hey, hey, hey, hey!

UMPIRE: Strike three!
You're out. Ha-ha!

I made that kid strike out.

I did that!
I'm part of this!

Which one's yours?

Oh, he's down there in
the dugout entertaining the troops.

Normal Gene.
Evil Gene.

Normal Gene. Evil Gene.
(grunts)

I think I can hear my hair
growing, especially the bangs.

Hey, maybe that's why
they call them bangs.

Hey, keep it down.
How many espressos have you had?

Just one. I'm being really
interesting right now, I can tell.

Usually my personality
is a little flat.

Did you ever pick up on that?

That you have a personality? No.

How we doing, Coach?

Have you played all your kids?

Uh, yeah, I think I got 'em all.

Pretty much.
Yeah, I got 'em all.

Yeah, I think, I think so, yeah.
What about

Belly Bongo? Come on.
I played my girl. I'm a boy.

You got to play Belly Bongo, Coach.

(sighs) All right, Gene, you're in.

What about urine?

Grab a bat.

Done. Now what?

Sometimes with Jimmy Jr.,
I don't know what to say.

But now I don't know
what not to say.

I have all these thoughts,
and it's like, "Okay, guys,

who can get to my mouth first?"

I think I love Espresso Tina.

Thanks. I think
Jimmy Jr. will, too.

Oh, Gene's going up to bat! Yay!

Go, Gene, go! Whoo!

Why does he have to play now?
The game's tied.

Gene doesn't even thrive
under no pressure.

Okay, just roll it at me
as slowly as you feel like.

Oh, God.

Aah! Strike one, strike
two, strike three!

I surrender!

He's a, a little
tentative out there.

He kind of got
a piece of it, right?

Not really.
No, no, he didn't.

(screams)

(bat smacks)

(grunts)

Ow!
(panting)

It's not your fault
you lost, sweetie.

It's his fault.

Hey! Button it,
you seventh inning bi...

Oh, Gene, oh, you played!
Wasn't it fun?

I hate baseball! I hate it!

(grunting)

Gene, wait!

(grunts) Oh, nice slide, honey!

LINDA: It's not that bad, Gene.

You made some errors,
you struck out,

one or two people booed.

Louise. To be fair, I also laughed.

That's it!
I'll never set foot

on a baseball field again
except as a streaker!

I quit!

If you quit, you'd be a quitter.

That's worse than being a loser.

Well, let's not dismiss
the quitting idea.

- Bob!
- What?

It has a quiet dignity to it.

Quiet dignity?
Have you met us?!

Uh, Bob, what's
the Burger of the Day?

I'm looking at an empty
chalkboard here.

Well, it's something
with gouda cheese.

I'm still trying to come up
with a name for it.

Woulda Coulda Gouda.

You Gouda Be Kidding Me.
As Gouda As It Gets.

Gouda Gouda Gumdrops.
A Few Gouda Men.

Gouda Gouda Two Shoes...
comes with shoes.

Gouda Day, Sir.

Uh, Tina, no more espresso for you.

There goes Jimmy Jr.

Hey, Jimmy Jr., I see
you're riding a bicycle.

Do you know they call it
a bicycle because "bi" means two?

Speaking of two, there's two of us.

Do you want to go on a date,
by the way? Uh, okay.

What's good for you?
How about tomorrow at 5:00 a.m.?

I know I'll be up.
Uh...

Great. So it's a date. I'll see
you then. We'll get coffee.

Oops, wrong way.
Eh...

We're gonna turn
this sinking ship around.

You just need
a little extra coaching.

Right, Bob? Bob?

Huh?

Coaching. A little extra coaching.

- In?
- Baseball!

- From?
- You!

Oh! Right.
For Gene. Sure.

Yes, you.

Yeah, okay. Yeah. Ah...

I probably should
have been playing catch

with you for years.
Then you'd be good at it.

It's so beautiful here.
Dad, is this Heaven?

It's not Heaven, but the, but
the lighting is nice, right?

It's a nice time of day.

You know, when I saw you
playing the game,

it looked to me like you were

a little afraid of the ball.

The stitches remind me
of Frankenstein!

All right, I'm gonna toss it
to you easy, Gene, okay?

It's getting hard to see,

so let me know when
you throw it. Uh-oh.

Oh! You hit me in the nose!

I'm sorry! I said
I was gonna throw it.

(groans)

Here, you can have
a free throw at me.

Ow! I thought you couldn't throw!

I was aiming at your feet!

Ow! Stop it, Gene!

That time I aimed at your face!

All right, how about this?
(grunts)

(both grunting)

Aah! Don't throw that!

Do not throw that!

Hey, look at this.

I Yahoogled
"boy needs baseball help,

father-son fail unathletic
hopeless turquoise jewelry."

Why turquoise jewelry?

'Cause I've been looking for some.

It's coming back.
Anyway,

look what came up.
"The Deuce of Diamonds' Diamonds

in the Rough in the Diamond
Baseball Camp."

It's rated four diamonds!

Hello there, ballers.

I'm the Deuce of Diamonds!

Hey, I know him. He used to be
the Prince of Persuasia.

The Prince of whosia?

A teacher of the ancient
art of seduction.

Dr. Yap had his video.
I learned so much.

But now I have something better,
a magic black bean.

- A what?
- Nothing.

What's holding you back from
maximum baseball excellence?

Guess what was standing in my way.

I was.

Wow, that's deep.

- Deeply dumb.
- Shh!

I was striking myself out.

Then I unlocked the baseball
awesomeness inside my body.

Now look at me.

He didn't do that.

Check out these incredible results

from my one-day Diamonds
in the Rough

in the Diamond Baseball Camp.

Now he's Deucing it.

Now they're all Deucing it.

Ooh, look at this.

The Deuce is holding
his camp in town tomorrow!

And it's only $495.

$495 for that? That's crazy.

For that kind of money,
he should throw in $495.

Don't be a cheapskate, Bob.
Do you love Gene or not?

Of course I love Gene.
Ew!

Then we're spending $495.

We don't have it!

Oh, go fart in a fortune cookie.

No fair! I can't have
$495, but Tina can have

all the glasses she wants?! Ugh!

Let's discuss this
over a frothy espresso.

I'll go make it.

No more espresso, Tina.
I'm gonna lock her in her room.

TINA: No.

Ah, maybe I could sell
something valuable.

I got a Spanish edition of
Fifty Shades of Grey

I found on a bus.
Cincuenta Sombras de Grey.

Don't tell your father.

You could sell your soul.
I did, and look at me,

I'm fine.

(gasps) I have something more
precious than my soul.

LINDA: And this one
and this one. Good-bye.

Ooh, and this one.
Okay.

Bye-bye. Oh, I'm sorry. Yeah, okay.

And this one. Oh, no-no-no,
not that one. Not that.

I don't know how that got in there.

Okay. Wait, wait. A couple more.

Bye. Go. Okay.
Look, I need $495.

Plus that derringer.

Look, the kitsch craze
is kind of played out.

No one likes babies.

What? Who doesn't? What?

I got a shelf of 'em.

Oh! Look at that one!
Let me see that one!

(clears throat) Uh, Mom.

What? Oh.

Going in the wrong
direction. I'm sorry.

Maybe if you had some fine art
or antique coins or firearms.

- Or high-end restaurant equipment?
- Talk to me.

What about the...?

(gasps) Ah...

(grunts) Stealing and pawning.
I feel so dirty!

I told you you'd like crime, Mom.

Eh... yeah, I do.

Wounder why dad changes
his mind about me going

to the Deuce of Diamonds'
Baseball Camp?

Well, because he loves you.

But you don't let him know
that you know, all right?

He doesn't like to talk
about his feelings.

He's all stunted inside like
a big dumb man, all right?

It's our little secret, okay?

Just like our Sunday mani-pedis.

Oh, look, there he is!
Hi, The Deuce. This is Gene.

I've got the heart
of a baseball player

but the body of a manager.
Office manager.

No problem, that's
what we're here for.

Baseball is all I do.

The Closer of Close-Up Magic.
Don't worry about that.

The Iceman of Inkjet
Printer Repair?

Those are just...
in my trunk.

Now, about the tuition...

Ah! It wasn't easy,
but I got it all.

Great, cash!

I mean, checks are so formal.

It's a lot of money.

But you guarantee
results, right, Deuce?

You better write your name
on this little guy because

you're not gonna recognize him
when you pick him up.

Ha-ha! I'm gonna have
a killer fastball

and a magnificent perm.

Whoo! I'm gonna have a hot dog.

Hey-hey-hey, Jimmy Pesto!

Hi, Linda.
Thanks for the heads up

about the baseball camp.

Isn't it great?

Last chance to earn my love, guys.

(laughs) I love that joke.

Okay, guys, let's get started.
I'm gonna count these checks,

and you guys are gonna
inject yourself

with some performance-enhancing
enthusiasm!

ALL: Yay!

I am going to be athletic.

How you doing, Tina?
You seem a little logy.

Well, you seem a
little shut your face.

- Whoa.
- Tina!

It's her first day since
I cut her off espresso, so...

Yeah, when you dance with the bear,

you can't stop until
the bear wants to stop.

Espresso's the bear. Come on, Dad.

Just let me bite down on a bean!

No! No espresso!

You can't have any and your
father can't sell any.

And, uh, I mean, he's allowed
to, he just never, ever will.

So end of subject.

Uh, ooh, look at the sky.

You know what?
I've been thinking about it.

Maybe I should try it.
Broaden my horizons.

No, don't!

I-I saw a report.
It'll shrink your penis.

Yeah, it'll shrink it.

One study says it'll shrink,
the other says it'll grow.

You got to just live your life.

Set me up, Bob.

My first sale.

(Linda groans)

We never thought
he'd actually sell one.

I just got to take off the dust
cover. Take off that dust cover.

(Bob and Tina screaming)
Where is it?!

Oh, my God, it's gone.

Oh, how odd.

Okay, guys, listen up.

Your glove is your best friend.

But you are not its best friend.

You're its boss
and you are pissed off.

Now punish your glove.

Pound it. Make it afraid
to miss a ball ever.

(grunting)

You've got to start meeting
your performance goals!

When you change your attitude,
you change your batitude.

So swing away.

Uh, Mr. The Deuce,
you don't have a baseball.

If we played with a real ball,

we'd spend half the day
running after it.

It's all in your mind.

- Whoa.
- Wow.

(whooshing) (hitting noise)

That's a double in the gap.
(chuckles)

(whooshing) (hitting noise)

- Home run.
- Ooh!

(hitting noise) Broken bat, single.

(gasps)

I'll need a pinch runner.

What's that, kid? (wheezing): I
said I'm gonna need a pinch runner.

Speak up, please.
(wheezing)

(whooshing) (hitting noise)

Long fly ball. This could go.

Oh, no, caught at the wall.

No!

By you. You hit it, you caught it.

Amazing over-the-shoulder catch.

I was robbed. By me.

An espresso machine
doesn't just walk away.

Where are you, you big,
beautiful silver bastard?

Who would do this?
(door chimes ring)

Hi, Tina.
What, what,

what?! I just... I was saying hi.

'Cause I just walked in, so...

what do you mean, what? Oh, my God,
I never noticed how annoying you are.

I can't even understand
what you're saying.

Oh, I have
a speech impediment, Tina.

Well, fix it.

Hey, where's Gene?
Ah, Gene, Gene, Gene.

That's all you ever talk about.

What about me?
Look at me.

Gene's at that baseball thing.

My brothers are there, too.

What?!
Oh, that's right.

Uh, Gene's at, uh...

(mumbling): Deuce of
Diamonds' Baseball Camp.

Playing baseball.

(panting)

Okay, cross home.
Tip your cap.

Chest bump the guy on deck,

and that's a home run ot.

Okay, any questions so far?

About anything at all.

Girls, boys, life, money,
inkjet printer repair.

Um, can I be
a good baseball player...

(wheezing): ...with asthma?

Rudy, I'm gonna tell you a story.

A famous baseball player...

whose name I can't
remember right now...

had Lou Gehrig's Disease

and he didn't let it slow him down.
That was inspiring.

Um, can Ollie and I be umpires?
Yes, you can.

You're out of there!
You're out of there!

You're out of there!
You're out of there!

The Deuce, will I ever get over
being scared of the ball?

Gene, listen to me.
You are so much

bigger and rounder than that ball,

it should be scared of you.

(high voice): Oh, no, it's Gene.

I won't hurt you, baseball.

That's okay.
It's your job to hit me

over the fence.
I love you so much, Gene. Aw.

(phone rings) Hold on,
getting a call.

Ugh, Mr. You Owe Me
$1,100 Manoogian.

That is a long first name
and a long last name.

Hey, Mr. Manoogian.

Well, I've been
trying to reach you, too.

Uh-huh, I see.

Yes, sir. Okay.

Well, I could pay the bill now,
so you can go ahead

and not put my stuff
out on the street.

I'm sorry, it's how much?

Minibar?
That's where they get you.

All right, well, you know what?
Then I'm coming down there.

And I'm bringing some of my people.

Okay, guys, listen up.

Um, sometimes in baseball
you go on a road trip.

So let's practice piling
into the team bus over there.

Now, everybody grab a bat.

BOB: Linda,

look at me. How did you pay
for baseball camp?

Uh... I, uh,
I sold my porcelain babies.

Wait, I saw those when I
was tearing the place apart.

So you didn't sell them!

Those are my backup babies.

Yeah, that's the B-team.
Look how ugly they are.

You can do this the easy way or
the hard way. (porcelain shatters)

Tina!
Do you think I'm playing here?

(exclaims) I need that espresso
machine back... oh, my head.

(giggling)

Hi, Tina,

I think you're more into espresso

than you are into me.

(screams) It's true.
I love espresso, coffee,

caffeinated teas,
and then Jimmy Jr.

In that order.

All right, I did it.

I sold the espresso machine.

(sighs) That machine
was the crown jewel

of this restaurant, Linda.

It was made in Turin, Italy.

That's where they make... Fiats!

Big whoop. It was a waste of money.

I'd rather waste money on Gene.

You don't even know if this Deuce
is legit. He has a Web site.

Yeah, they don't just
give those out.

We're going down there and we're
coming back with our money.

Or a really good baseball player.

I hope neither of you
are getting your hopes up.

Tina, break another one.
That one.

Oh, no.

THE DEUCE: Okay, we're here.

Everybody out.
Hey, this is where

our dad goes for his naps.

Hi, Mr. Manoogian!

- Oh, crap.
- Hey,

hey, hey, hey!
No, no, no, too late!

Listen. Come on!
You're too late!

Come on, man.
Not cool!

You're not cool!
Now, listen.

I don't have the whole
$1,100 in cash.

(groans): Oh...
But I can sign over some checks.

Now, this one has a flag on it,

and patriotic checks never bounce.

No, no, no, I don't need your
stupid flag checks, okay?!

Pay me now,
or I'm keeping your DVD player.

It's not a DVD player,

it's a Blu-ray player
that also plays DVDs!

Well, then, that makes it
a DVD player! No, it doesn't!

Hey, how much for this hot pot?

This is not a yard sale.

Three dollars.
Okay, it is a yard sale.

LINDA: Well, they were here.

BOB: Oh, that's great, so

this guy... The Deuce...
just takes off somewhere

with all the kids?
Look, he left that gym bag.

See, we've got bath towels
from the Sand Flea motel

and some crumbled
deodorant in a baggy.

See, that's valuable.

He's got to come back for that.

Oh, my God, Lin, I don't want
to sit around waiting for him.

Let's go to the Sand Flea. Yeah,
we shouldn't even stop for coffee.

But let's stop for coffee.

MANOOGIAN: Okay, this isn't enough.

You're still way short.

Sorry I couldn't move
the tube socks.

Okay, fine! If that's
how you want to play it,

we're just gonna
take some swings...

at your soda machine.

Go to it, guys.

But isn't that vandalism?

Babe Ruth used to beat the crap
out of a root beer machine.

Now look at him.
Okay.

(grunting)

Yeah, there you go.

Four-bagger.

Grand salami.

That's a good looking
foul ball right there.

Soda, you made me fat,
but you also made me strong!

Maid cart, get it.

I'll come back later.

These boys are very
weak. I see no damage.

They're damaging your pride.

Not very much.

BOB: Oh, my God,

there's Gene.

Gene, what are you doing?

Playing baseball, and I'm great.
(grunts)

Look at his swing, Bobby.
Poetry in motion.

Yeah, slow motion.

Some soda's leaking out.
It might have caffeine in it.

BOB: Tina, don't lick that.

Do you folks mind?

These practices
are closed to parents.

Just give us our
money back and we'll go.

Refund, no.
That's not gonna happen.

Yeah, that's not gonna happen.

Guys, I did everything
The Deuce told me to

and now I'm excellent at baseball.

Gene, this is a scam.
Excuse me,

The Deuce has ears and feelings.

Well, I'm sorry.
Well, I forgive you.

But now we want our money.
Whoa, bro, easy.

The next game Gene plays,
you'll notice a real diff.

Too bad, by then, I'll be setting
up my winter camp in Arizona.

Deucing in the desert.
Aw,

you're gonna miss Gene
hitting all those home runs.

And you're gonna miss
the leaves changing.

He's not better, Lin.
It's not a real baseball camp.

He is so better.

I wish there was a game right now.

He'd show you, buddy.

You know, what?
A game right now.

Let's do that.
Yeah, let's do that.

Well, let's not rush into anything.

Some of my training
takes a little time...

to sink in.

Oh, don't be modest, The Deuce.

You know what you're doing.

He's gifted; He said so.
He's gonna do a TED Talk.

Okay, look, I got to go.

No, no, no, no,
you're not going anywhere.

We've got enough people
here for a game

in that vacant lot right there.

Now, if Gene gets a hit...

which he won't, because

you're a fraud...
you keep the money.

If not, we get a full refund.

- That sounds really complicated.
- I didn't get it either.

Play ball!
Play ball.

♪ For the land of the free

♪ And the home of the brave.

Okay, first base is The Deuce's
baggy of deodorant,

second and third
are his Rollerblades,

and home is his hemorrhoid pillow.

Play ball!

You can do it, Gene.

Get a hit and disappoint
your father. Okay.

No hit, no hit, no hit, no hit!

Come on, Gene.

Wait for a big fat one
right over the ass pad.

THE DEUCE: Here it comes, Gene.

Nothing to be afraid of.



(grunts)

(gasps)

Oh, my God, you hit it... I mean,

of course you hit it,
I'm a great coach.

Gene hit it.
That's a hit.

It's n a hit if
somebody catches it.

Call it, someone.

I got it!
I got it!

Wait, do you want it?
No, not if you want it.

You can have it.
But it sounded like you wanted it.

Make up your minds!

BOTH: Let's share it!

No, no, don't share it!

(grunts) No!

Now it's a hit.

(grunting) Hey, he's still running.

Throw to first.

Throw to first base!

Ah, you're such a dick, Bob.

(panting) Ow.

That had some mustard
on it. For real.

- No!
- It's a hit!

It's an error, not a hit.
Gene got a hit, you jerk.

You're blind. Put some lenses in
those things! I'm blind to marry you!

Why don't you
steal home, you thief?

You've stolen everything else.
You love a coffee machine

more than you love your son.
Get your finger out of my face.

You're out of here, pal!
Get your finger out of my face!

Stuff it up your crackerjacks!
Your fat finger!

Hey, there goes The Deuce.
BOB: Oh, crap.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

(sighs) I'm really
gonna miss that guy.

He gave us his magic
and then he disappeared.

Just like Toad the Wet Sprocket.

Are we going to
the pizza party now?

- No.
- Oh.

Hey, Mr. Belcher,
just wait till next year.

Don't. Don't do that.
What are you doing?

Don't do that.
(kids cheering)

See, Bob, it was all worth it.

Gene learned confidence.

From a confidence man.

I got conned good.
And that ain't bad.

I guess I'm happy
that Gene's happy.

But that espresso machine
just really made me proud,

- that's all.
- That dirty hunk of junk?

I'm glad it's gone.
It wasn't good for Tina.

Where is Tina?

(gulping)

That pot is a week old.

(gulping)

I put my cigarettes out in that.

(coughs)

(gulping) Do you
want cream or sugar?

("Electric Boogie"
by Marcia Griffiths playing)

♪ You can't see it

♪ It's electric! ♪

♪ You gotta feel it

♪ It's electric! ♪

♪ Ooh, it's shakin'

♪ It's electric! ♪

(singing in Spanish)

♪ She's a-movin' like electric

♪ She sure got the boogie

♪ You gotta know it

♪ It's electric! ♪