Degrassi: The Next Generation (2001–2015): Season 5, Episode 5 - Weddings, Parties, Anything - full transcript
Craig's decision to focus on school instead of girls goes out the window when Ellie and Manny start competing for his heart. Joey feels flattered when a younger woman asks him out but is ...
But somebody better stop me
'Cause my feet
don't touch the ground
(guitar solo)
I can't keep my hands
Off of you
And the...
I can do
(guitar solo)
I can't keep my hands
off of you
All right, stop. Stop.
Jimmy...
Look, unless your last name is Hendrix
and you've come back
to rock us from the grave,
No solos while I'm singing.
- We're never gonna get
a wedding job.
- No. No, we will.
And every cent we earn
we'll spend on recording gear.
We'll be able to cut our own record.
(Jimmy scoffs)
- Look, the music you have
us playing is lame.
And wedding bands are lame.
Ergo, you're lame.
- No,
your funk guitar is lame.
(arguing)
(cymbals reverberate )
- Okay, okay. What's lame
is sitting around and criticizing.
Unless you have a better idea.
- Weddings are gigs, I guess.
(horn beeps)
That's my dad.
- Uh, yeah, Jimmy, is it cool
if I get a ride with you?
- Yeah.
- Thanks for backing me up, El.
- I like playing with you.
The band, I mean.
I've really learned a lot.
- Well, it shows.
Your drumming's tight.
- Not on that last number.
- All right.
Well, let me give you a little lesson
in funk drumming.
In funk, it's all about the accent beat.
So it's like...
(imitates beat)
(drumming)
You got it. You gotta feel it.
Whatever it takes
I know I can make it through
If I hold out
I know I can make it through
Ooh...
Be the best
Be the best I can
And I say to you
Whatever it takes
I know I can make it
I know I can make it
I know I can make it through
- Well, there are a few options
in your price range.
There's this little baby right here.
It's got style, performance.
It's an all-in-one cool little package.
- My ex-boyfriend said
I shouldn't buy an import.
- Well, I have to question
the wisdom of any man
stupid enough to let you go.
The man's obviously a fool.
- No, I am.
I'm the one who put his band up
to play my sister's wedding
this weekend
before he dumped me
and fell off the face of the earth.
- So you're looking
for a wedding band?
- Uh, I have a band.
We can do weddings.
- Diane, this is Craig.
He's a musician,
car-hop, and shameless
self-promoter.
- I swear, every other band in the
city is booked. I'm scrambling.
- Well, if it's all right with you,
you could come by the house
tomorrow night.
You can get the band to audition for you
and I can talk you into an import.
- Over a glass of wine?
- Uh, yeah.
It's a deal.
- I'll call you.
- All right.
Who's the man?!
- You are, Joey.
- That's right.
(school bell rings )
- What're the odds?
Just when we need our first gig,
this girl walks right onto the lot.
It's like someone up there
wants us to play a wedding.
- The God of mediocrity?
- ''Downtown Sasquatch, go forth
and play the chicken dance.''
(laughing)
Right?
- So, the other night,
you and Ellie...?
- What? We rehearsed some more.
We did some hardcore funking.
- You do hear the words
coming out of your mouth?
- Whatever.
We hung out, we watched a DVD.
- Okay, which one?
''Craig intentions''?
''How Craig got his groove back''?
- 90 percent of my issues in life:
girls, girls, girls.
- True.
- So this year, I'm a monk.
Just school and the band.
No distractions, no drama.
- Good. Well, good thing you put
the cutest girl in school on drums.
- Maybe you didn't hear me.
(laughing)
- No distractions, eh, Bud?
- Liberty? Wait up.
How have you been feeling?
Are you still repulsed by
the concept of breakfast?
Are you ever gonna talk to me again?
Okay, whatever.
If there's something I can do for you,
anything at all, I'll do it.
- You could mangle your male parts
in a tragic industrial accident.
- Hey, Spinner. Darcy.
- Hey, Manny, have a seat.
Can't we just call it
water under the bridge?
My mother's had me
on lockdown for weeks.
- Please.
- I'm not finished.
- I think you are.
You don't talk to her,
you don't even look at her...
ever again,
or you deal with me.
Clear?
- Crystal.
- Let's get outta here.
You okay?
- Simpson's a big fan of mayo.
It's like globular.
- Are you okay in a bigger sense?
- Didn't you see the video?
You know, me,
lots of vodka, little clothing?
- No, I didn't.
I missed it...
Okay, I did.
But I closed it really quickly.
- Ugh! Please let me die.
- Who cares that I saw it?
- I do, okay?
You're you.
- Is it weird to say that I wish
I was there that night?
To stop that freak
from filming you.
- No, it's not weird.
It makes me feel better.
Like you're my protector.
- What are friends for, right?
- So, Craig,
tell us what's been going on with you.
- Well, Ellie and I have an audition
tonight for a wedding gig.
(applause )
So I'm good, I'm feeling good.
I'm happy.
You guys have seen me
down in the depths,
so it's good to be coming out
the other side feeling strong.
But I gotta say, I'd be nowhere
without that girl over there.
Ellie's just been incredible.
Thanks.
(applause )
Thank you.
Joey, that's what you're wearing?
- My leisure suit's at the cleaners.
- In case you didn't know,
there's an insanely hot woman
who's going to be over here
in, oh! 20 minutes.
- I'm aware.
- What happened to you?
You were all over her yesterday.
- I know.
And then I found out
that Diane is 23.
I'm 34, Craig. What am I gonna do
with a 23-year-old?
- Do you need me to draw you a diagram?
- What? Ah, come on.
What about you, huh?
That Ellie girl seems kind of cute.
- She's cute. She's a friend.
She's a friend who happens to be a girl.
She's, um...
She's a friend-girl, if you will.
- Uh, yeah.
Take it from someone who knows -
there ain't no such thing.
- Okay, uh... Thanks for coming down
to audition us, Diane.
(amp feedback)
We're Downtown Sasquatch.
Aw!
(funk music)
Everybody
Got a secret
Party people
Getting down
But somebody
Better stop me
'Cause my feet don't
touch the ground
I can't keep my hands
Off of you
And there's nothing
I can do
I can't keep my hands off of...
You
- They're almost too cool
for my sister.
- Well, I'm just happy that you were
able to replace your ex's band.
(sighs)
I guess you must still be
reeling from that.
The breakup, I mean.
- Uh... I don't think so.
Who needs 200 pounds of idiot
drooling on them all the time?
Nope.
Done. Over.
- And you can just get over someone
so quickly?
All 200 pounds?
- Just the way I am.
I know what I want and I act on it.
- Life's too short.
Cheers.
- Ooh, gotta go.
Rehearsal dinner.
So not looking forward
to this wedding.
There nothing quite
so depressing
As being dateless
in a bridesmaid's dress.
Thank you.
- Well, uh... if you need a date,
I happen to know a nice,
single guy
who matches most dresses.
- Well, if you happen
to speak to him...
tell him Diane wants him
to be her date
and to call her tomorrow.
- Okay.
Bye.
- Darce, what are you doing
on Sunday?
Yeah, I know you have church.
What about after?
Nothing, eh?
- Hey, Jimmy and I, we're gonna jet.
So I'll see you later.
- Wait, we're celebrating.
- No,
we're studying.
You're celebrating.
- Your drum lesson?
So great.
I just wanted to say thanks.
- I should thank you for saving the
band, and backing me up all the time.
- Well, I've heard you say
a lot in group
about needing people.
I think we all do sometimes.
- Manny!
Hey, over here! Join us.
- I didn't want to interrupt.
Are you sure you guys
don't want any privacy?
- Who needs privacy?
We're all friends here, right?
- Right. Friend city.
- So... Craigs,
anything you want to share with
your best friend in the whole world?
- I thought Ellie was your best friend.
- Ellie, Ellie. Who's Ellie?
Oh, yeah! She's that cute,
smart, funny girl.
The one you had a date
with last night.
- It wasn't a date. Monks don't date.
It was friends hanging out.
Matter of fact, my other friend,
Manny, joined us.
- Cue the romantic train wreck.
- We're gonna need some help tonight.
Joey, hey,
what're you doing here?
- Oh, uh...
- I was just getting these...
um.... uh...
(Both): Prophylactics?
- Yeah.
Yeah, Marco, that's exactly
what I'm doing.
'cause, uh, well,
you gotta be safe, right?
- Sure.
- So you guys remember that, okay?
No glove,
no love.
- Ewww...
- You know what? You're killing me, man.
This thing is way too heavy.
(whistles)
- Need a hand?
(sneezes)
- Ow! My toe!
- Sorry.
- My fault too.
- I got distracted.
- Oh, Craig?
Check it out.
- Hi, guys.
- Ellie.
I invited Manny along. I thought
we might need an extra hand.
- Yeah, very practical...
roadie costume.
- Why?
Why must they be so hot?
- You're not supposed
to find your friends hot.
- It's not my fault.
I'm not the one who showed up
looking like that.
- What? You said you were
going to be a monk.
- The monk is tired
of the monastery, okay?
The monastic life just wasn't for him.
And now I have no idea
what to do.
- Okay, if you're here to do things,
you should do things.
- There's nothing else to do.
Unless...
Craig loves my tambourine.
- Yeah. We don't need any low-rent
pop tarts in our band.
- Well, they do say there should be
at least one attractive girl
in every band.
- Oh, you're not calling me ugly.
- Girls, this is Joey.
Joey, these are my friends
Mia and Katherine.
- Hi.
- Joey has his own business.
- Yeah. I'm a sales representative
for previously loved vehicles.
(laughing)
I'm a used car salesman.
You might have seen my commercial:
''Give you the shirt off my back''.
No?
- Check one, two. Check.
- Oh, my God!
You so had us going there
for a second.
The guy in the Jeremiah Motors ad
is so cheeseball.
- Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
We're Downtown Sasquatch!
- Let's dance.
- Uh, no, no.
- C'mon, it'll be fun!
- You really don't want
to see me dance.
- Ow!
(funk music)
Everybody
Got a secret
Party people
Getting down
But somebody
Better stop me
'Cause my feet
don't touch the ground
- Relax. Dance with me.
- What? These are some
of my best moves.
Yeah, that's right.
Oh yeah. Oh yeah.
- That is a good one.
I can't keep my hands off of...
You
Ladies and gentlemen,
Mr. Jimmy Brooks.
Come on!
- I can't! I can't!
- Come on!
- You are a dancing machine,
Mr. Jeremiah,
and you're wearing me out.
- My dad's name is Mr. Jeremiah.
- Boy! I'm parched.
- Well, then...
Why don't I get us a drink.
Be right back.
Hi. Can I get two red wines, please.
No, wait.
Whiskey sours are hipper.
Two whiskey sours.
- Unless Diane's rebounding majorly,
I don't see any excuse.
- No. I was trying to come up with a way
to describe his dancing?
And all I could think of
was ''spastic donkey''.
(laughing)
- Oh, would someone put
that donkey out to pasture!
He's totally robbing the cradle.
- No, Diane is totally
robbing the grave!
- Diane, I'm not feeling well.
It just... It came on suddenly.
- Did you catch something?
Thank you for the dance.
Step on down
Move it all around
Shake your body
to this funky sound
Step on down
Move it all around
Shake your body
to this funky sound
Listen to me it's so groovy...
(amp and mic feedback)
- Did you just throw
a drumstick at my head?
- You could feel it
through all that hairspray?
Amazing!
- We apologize. We're experiencing,
uh... technical difficulties.
We'll be back for our next set in 20.
Thank you so much.
What do I do?
- Oh, whoa, I'm actually too busy
enjoying not being you.
- Ellie, wait.
What the hell's going on?
- You tell me.
You're the one who called her.
You're the one who sat there
drooling over her all night
like some perv.
And this?
This isn't me.
Okay, I don't dress up.
- I'm flattered.
- Don't be.
This is for the gig.
This doesn't mean anything.
- Ellie...
we do group together.
You've seen me down
in the gutter.
Lower than low - lower than I want
anyone else to see me.
That's why you're my friend,
my really good friend.
- I'm so glad
I can be there for you.
- Ellie...
- Bye. See you in group.
- Hey, you took off last night.
What happened?
- Let's just say the date ended early.
- Hey, that's mine!
- How was the gig?
- Let's just say the gig ended early.
(doorbell rings )
Tell you about it later.
- Diane.
What're you doing here?
- In your rush to bail last night,
You forgot your hideous favour.
Don't laugh.
I spent weeks making
those nasty things.
- This is pretty hideous.
It's almost as bad as me
on the dance floor.
- Joey, I like the way you dance.
- Diane, I feel the need
to remind you
that I'm a 34-year-old
single dad,
who owns a used car lot.
I have a house I don't even own...
- And I'm a 23-year-old girl
who's tired of dating boys.
A girl who wants a cute, sweet,
dependable guy,
who really makes her laugh.
A girl who also makes
a killer florentine omelet.
Can I come in?
- As if it wasn't embarrassing
enough last night,
now you have to see me
with my jammies on.
I'm sorry I ruined your gig.
- Uh, the Squatch isn't cut out
for weddings.
Funerals, maybe.
- Despite the freak show,
I had fun.
It was nice of you to invite me.
- I had ulterior motives.
Ever since that video came out,
things have sucked for you.
So I wanted to cheer you up;
make you smile again.
- What are friends for, right?
DVD Subtitling: CNST, Montreal
'Cause my feet
don't touch the ground
(guitar solo)
I can't keep my hands
Off of you
And the...
I can do
(guitar solo)
I can't keep my hands
off of you
All right, stop. Stop.
Jimmy...
Look, unless your last name is Hendrix
and you've come back
to rock us from the grave,
No solos while I'm singing.
- We're never gonna get
a wedding job.
- No. No, we will.
And every cent we earn
we'll spend on recording gear.
We'll be able to cut our own record.
(Jimmy scoffs)
- Look, the music you have
us playing is lame.
And wedding bands are lame.
Ergo, you're lame.
- No,
your funk guitar is lame.
(arguing)
(cymbals reverberate )
- Okay, okay. What's lame
is sitting around and criticizing.
Unless you have a better idea.
- Weddings are gigs, I guess.
(horn beeps)
That's my dad.
- Uh, yeah, Jimmy, is it cool
if I get a ride with you?
- Yeah.
- Thanks for backing me up, El.
- I like playing with you.
The band, I mean.
I've really learned a lot.
- Well, it shows.
Your drumming's tight.
- Not on that last number.
- All right.
Well, let me give you a little lesson
in funk drumming.
In funk, it's all about the accent beat.
So it's like...
(imitates beat)
(drumming)
You got it. You gotta feel it.
Whatever it takes
I know I can make it through
If I hold out
I know I can make it through
Ooh...
Be the best
Be the best I can
And I say to you
Whatever it takes
I know I can make it
I know I can make it
I know I can make it through
- Well, there are a few options
in your price range.
There's this little baby right here.
It's got style, performance.
It's an all-in-one cool little package.
- My ex-boyfriend said
I shouldn't buy an import.
- Well, I have to question
the wisdom of any man
stupid enough to let you go.
The man's obviously a fool.
- No, I am.
I'm the one who put his band up
to play my sister's wedding
this weekend
before he dumped me
and fell off the face of the earth.
- So you're looking
for a wedding band?
- Uh, I have a band.
We can do weddings.
- Diane, this is Craig.
He's a musician,
car-hop, and shameless
self-promoter.
- I swear, every other band in the
city is booked. I'm scrambling.
- Well, if it's all right with you,
you could come by the house
tomorrow night.
You can get the band to audition for you
and I can talk you into an import.
- Over a glass of wine?
- Uh, yeah.
It's a deal.
- I'll call you.
- All right.
Who's the man?!
- You are, Joey.
- That's right.
(school bell rings )
- What're the odds?
Just when we need our first gig,
this girl walks right onto the lot.
It's like someone up there
wants us to play a wedding.
- The God of mediocrity?
- ''Downtown Sasquatch, go forth
and play the chicken dance.''
(laughing)
Right?
- So, the other night,
you and Ellie...?
- What? We rehearsed some more.
We did some hardcore funking.
- You do hear the words
coming out of your mouth?
- Whatever.
We hung out, we watched a DVD.
- Okay, which one?
''Craig intentions''?
''How Craig got his groove back''?
- 90 percent of my issues in life:
girls, girls, girls.
- True.
- So this year, I'm a monk.
Just school and the band.
No distractions, no drama.
- Good. Well, good thing you put
the cutest girl in school on drums.
- Maybe you didn't hear me.
(laughing)
- No distractions, eh, Bud?
- Liberty? Wait up.
How have you been feeling?
Are you still repulsed by
the concept of breakfast?
Are you ever gonna talk to me again?
Okay, whatever.
If there's something I can do for you,
anything at all, I'll do it.
- You could mangle your male parts
in a tragic industrial accident.
- Hey, Spinner. Darcy.
- Hey, Manny, have a seat.
Can't we just call it
water under the bridge?
My mother's had me
on lockdown for weeks.
- Please.
- I'm not finished.
- I think you are.
You don't talk to her,
you don't even look at her...
ever again,
or you deal with me.
Clear?
- Crystal.
- Let's get outta here.
You okay?
- Simpson's a big fan of mayo.
It's like globular.
- Are you okay in a bigger sense?
- Didn't you see the video?
You know, me,
lots of vodka, little clothing?
- No, I didn't.
I missed it...
Okay, I did.
But I closed it really quickly.
- Ugh! Please let me die.
- Who cares that I saw it?
- I do, okay?
You're you.
- Is it weird to say that I wish
I was there that night?
To stop that freak
from filming you.
- No, it's not weird.
It makes me feel better.
Like you're my protector.
- What are friends for, right?
- So, Craig,
tell us what's been going on with you.
- Well, Ellie and I have an audition
tonight for a wedding gig.
(applause )
So I'm good, I'm feeling good.
I'm happy.
You guys have seen me
down in the depths,
so it's good to be coming out
the other side feeling strong.
But I gotta say, I'd be nowhere
without that girl over there.
Ellie's just been incredible.
Thanks.
(applause )
Thank you.
Joey, that's what you're wearing?
- My leisure suit's at the cleaners.
- In case you didn't know,
there's an insanely hot woman
who's going to be over here
in, oh! 20 minutes.
- I'm aware.
- What happened to you?
You were all over her yesterday.
- I know.
And then I found out
that Diane is 23.
I'm 34, Craig. What am I gonna do
with a 23-year-old?
- Do you need me to draw you a diagram?
- What? Ah, come on.
What about you, huh?
That Ellie girl seems kind of cute.
- She's cute. She's a friend.
She's a friend who happens to be a girl.
She's, um...
She's a friend-girl, if you will.
- Uh, yeah.
Take it from someone who knows -
there ain't no such thing.
- Okay, uh... Thanks for coming down
to audition us, Diane.
(amp feedback)
We're Downtown Sasquatch.
Aw!
(funk music)
Everybody
Got a secret
Party people
Getting down
But somebody
Better stop me
'Cause my feet don't
touch the ground
I can't keep my hands
Off of you
And there's nothing
I can do
I can't keep my hands off of...
You
- They're almost too cool
for my sister.
- Well, I'm just happy that you were
able to replace your ex's band.
(sighs)
I guess you must still be
reeling from that.
The breakup, I mean.
- Uh... I don't think so.
Who needs 200 pounds of idiot
drooling on them all the time?
Nope.
Done. Over.
- And you can just get over someone
so quickly?
All 200 pounds?
- Just the way I am.
I know what I want and I act on it.
- Life's too short.
Cheers.
- Ooh, gotta go.
Rehearsal dinner.
So not looking forward
to this wedding.
There nothing quite
so depressing
As being dateless
in a bridesmaid's dress.
Thank you.
- Well, uh... if you need a date,
I happen to know a nice,
single guy
who matches most dresses.
- Well, if you happen
to speak to him...
tell him Diane wants him
to be her date
and to call her tomorrow.
- Okay.
Bye.
- Darce, what are you doing
on Sunday?
Yeah, I know you have church.
What about after?
Nothing, eh?
- Hey, Jimmy and I, we're gonna jet.
So I'll see you later.
- Wait, we're celebrating.
- No,
we're studying.
You're celebrating.
- Your drum lesson?
So great.
I just wanted to say thanks.
- I should thank you for saving the
band, and backing me up all the time.
- Well, I've heard you say
a lot in group
about needing people.
I think we all do sometimes.
- Manny!
Hey, over here! Join us.
- I didn't want to interrupt.
Are you sure you guys
don't want any privacy?
- Who needs privacy?
We're all friends here, right?
- Right. Friend city.
- So... Craigs,
anything you want to share with
your best friend in the whole world?
- I thought Ellie was your best friend.
- Ellie, Ellie. Who's Ellie?
Oh, yeah! She's that cute,
smart, funny girl.
The one you had a date
with last night.
- It wasn't a date. Monks don't date.
It was friends hanging out.
Matter of fact, my other friend,
Manny, joined us.
- Cue the romantic train wreck.
- We're gonna need some help tonight.
Joey, hey,
what're you doing here?
- Oh, uh...
- I was just getting these...
um.... uh...
(Both): Prophylactics?
- Yeah.
Yeah, Marco, that's exactly
what I'm doing.
'cause, uh, well,
you gotta be safe, right?
- Sure.
- So you guys remember that, okay?
No glove,
no love.
- Ewww...
- You know what? You're killing me, man.
This thing is way too heavy.
(whistles)
- Need a hand?
(sneezes)
- Ow! My toe!
- Sorry.
- My fault too.
- I got distracted.
- Oh, Craig?
Check it out.
- Hi, guys.
- Ellie.
I invited Manny along. I thought
we might need an extra hand.
- Yeah, very practical...
roadie costume.
- Why?
Why must they be so hot?
- You're not supposed
to find your friends hot.
- It's not my fault.
I'm not the one who showed up
looking like that.
- What? You said you were
going to be a monk.
- The monk is tired
of the monastery, okay?
The monastic life just wasn't for him.
And now I have no idea
what to do.
- Okay, if you're here to do things,
you should do things.
- There's nothing else to do.
Unless...
Craig loves my tambourine.
- Yeah. We don't need any low-rent
pop tarts in our band.
- Well, they do say there should be
at least one attractive girl
in every band.
- Oh, you're not calling me ugly.
- Girls, this is Joey.
Joey, these are my friends
Mia and Katherine.
- Hi.
- Joey has his own business.
- Yeah. I'm a sales representative
for previously loved vehicles.
(laughing)
I'm a used car salesman.
You might have seen my commercial:
''Give you the shirt off my back''.
No?
- Check one, two. Check.
- Oh, my God!
You so had us going there
for a second.
The guy in the Jeremiah Motors ad
is so cheeseball.
- Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
We're Downtown Sasquatch!
- Let's dance.
- Uh, no, no.
- C'mon, it'll be fun!
- You really don't want
to see me dance.
- Ow!
(funk music)
Everybody
Got a secret
Party people
Getting down
But somebody
Better stop me
'Cause my feet
don't touch the ground
- Relax. Dance with me.
- What? These are some
of my best moves.
Yeah, that's right.
Oh yeah. Oh yeah.
- That is a good one.
I can't keep my hands off of...
You
Ladies and gentlemen,
Mr. Jimmy Brooks.
Come on!
- I can't! I can't!
- Come on!
- You are a dancing machine,
Mr. Jeremiah,
and you're wearing me out.
- My dad's name is Mr. Jeremiah.
- Boy! I'm parched.
- Well, then...
Why don't I get us a drink.
Be right back.
Hi. Can I get two red wines, please.
No, wait.
Whiskey sours are hipper.
Two whiskey sours.
- Unless Diane's rebounding majorly,
I don't see any excuse.
- No. I was trying to come up with a way
to describe his dancing?
And all I could think of
was ''spastic donkey''.
(laughing)
- Oh, would someone put
that donkey out to pasture!
He's totally robbing the cradle.
- No, Diane is totally
robbing the grave!
- Diane, I'm not feeling well.
It just... It came on suddenly.
- Did you catch something?
Thank you for the dance.
Step on down
Move it all around
Shake your body
to this funky sound
Step on down
Move it all around
Shake your body
to this funky sound
Listen to me it's so groovy...
(amp and mic feedback)
- Did you just throw
a drumstick at my head?
- You could feel it
through all that hairspray?
Amazing!
- We apologize. We're experiencing,
uh... technical difficulties.
We'll be back for our next set in 20.
Thank you so much.
What do I do?
- Oh, whoa, I'm actually too busy
enjoying not being you.
- Ellie, wait.
What the hell's going on?
- You tell me.
You're the one who called her.
You're the one who sat there
drooling over her all night
like some perv.
And this?
This isn't me.
Okay, I don't dress up.
- I'm flattered.
- Don't be.
This is for the gig.
This doesn't mean anything.
- Ellie...
we do group together.
You've seen me down
in the gutter.
Lower than low - lower than I want
anyone else to see me.
That's why you're my friend,
my really good friend.
- I'm so glad
I can be there for you.
- Ellie...
- Bye. See you in group.
- Hey, you took off last night.
What happened?
- Let's just say the date ended early.
- Hey, that's mine!
- How was the gig?
- Let's just say the gig ended early.
(doorbell rings )
Tell you about it later.
- Diane.
What're you doing here?
- In your rush to bail last night,
You forgot your hideous favour.
Don't laugh.
I spent weeks making
those nasty things.
- This is pretty hideous.
It's almost as bad as me
on the dance floor.
- Joey, I like the way you dance.
- Diane, I feel the need
to remind you
that I'm a 34-year-old
single dad,
who owns a used car lot.
I have a house I don't even own...
- And I'm a 23-year-old girl
who's tired of dating boys.
A girl who wants a cute, sweet,
dependable guy,
who really makes her laugh.
A girl who also makes
a killer florentine omelet.
Can I come in?
- As if it wasn't embarrassing
enough last night,
now you have to see me
with my jammies on.
I'm sorry I ruined your gig.
- Uh, the Squatch isn't cut out
for weddings.
Funerals, maybe.
- Despite the freak show,
I had fun.
It was nice of you to invite me.
- I had ulterior motives.
Ever since that video came out,
things have sucked for you.
So I wanted to cheer you up;
make you smile again.
- What are friends for, right?
DVD Subtitling: CNST, Montreal