Married with Children (1986–1997): Season 10, Episode 2 - A Shoe Room with a View - full transcript
Al and Griff convinces Gary to use the extra space for an aerobic's studio in the hopes that it'll attract pretty women. When it attracts fat women instead, Kelly convinces her father's boss to hire Ramone. It turns the tide against Feminist Marcy.
[♪♪♪]
Mom, turn off
Oprah for a second.
I need to talk to you.
Mom.
Girlfriend.
In the house.
You're not Oprah.
Mom, I had a horrible day.
I could really use some
motherly advice now.
Shut up, Bud.
Oprah is doing a show on mothers
who don't pay
attention to their sons.
MAN [OVER TV]: Next,
a word from Earth Pads,
the only
feminine-hygiene product
recycled from
yesterday's garbage.
Now can we talk, Mom?
Oh, okay.
But make it quick.
When Oprah comes
back on, I wanna be rested.
Look, I was working
at the Department of
Vehicle Services today,
and I noticed this long
line for new licenses.
So when I opened
up a second window,
my supervisor comes
up to me and says:
"Son, I see you're
a real go-getter.
We hate that
here. You're fired."
Mom, now I need your
help getting a new job.
Oh, look, Stouffer's has
a new Apple Brown Betty.
Well, I can't expect you
to pay any attention to me
since I don't have an
antenna coming out of my ass.
Peg, I need to talk to you.
Peg.
Girlfriend.
In the house.
Like you'd be anywhere else.
Hey. What'd you do?
What is that thing?
It's a remote-control
override, Peg.
They're on sale at
the Real Man Shop.
Well, while you were there,
why didn't you
pick up a real man?
Don't push it, Peg.
It also overrides all your other
hand-held electronic devices.
Even Otis?
Especially Otis.
Now, listen, Peg, the
store next to me at the mall
has gone out of business,
and Gary wants to
rent the empty space.
Al, is this gonna take long?
You know how I hate it
when the TV set cools.
Now you know how
I feel during sex.
Anyway, Peg, Gary's
having a contest
for the best new-store idea.
It's open to all the employees.
That's, uh, me and Griff.
But if I can just
think of an idea,
there's a cool $10 in it for me.
Al, I happen to have an
incredible idea for a store.
Peg, this isn't gonna be
really, really stupid, is it?
No, it's not.
It's an all-Oprah store.
I call it the Grand Old Oprah.
You know, we'll sell Oprah
T-shirts, Oprah corn holders,
Oprah minivan covers,
and, Al, my very favorite,
Oprah Soap on a "Roprah."
Gee, and I thought it
was gonna be stupid.
Well...
I'm back from aerobics class.
Although, you
know, I didn't really
feel the burn until
the bus ride home.
Almost every man on the
bus offered me his seat,
although nobody was willing
to stand up to let me have it.
Oh, and then this
delightful turban-clad chap...
We'll just call him Man
of a Thousand Boils.
Asked me if I wanted
to rub his magic lamp
and see a genie come out.
There was no genie.
God, I wish that there was
an aerobics studio near here.
Pumpkin, would you be quiet?
I'm trying to think of an
idea for a business near here.
All of my beautiful friends
wish that there was just
a good gym in the area.
Something in the area that
caters to beautiful women.
I mean, let's face it,
there is no good place
for an aerobics studio.
Let's face it.
I'm not gonna be able to
think of an idea for a business.
BUCK: Hm. Nobody around here
has been eating lead-paint chips.
Al, you shoulda been
here two hours ago.
Why? What happened?
We opened.
Well, while you were
wasting your time opening,
I came up with
a ripsnorting idea
for Gary's new-store contest.
What would be
better right next door
than an aerobics studio?
A topless aerobics studio?
No, no. Don't be a pig,
Griff. This is serious.
We can finally get rid
of this façade of working
and sit around all day
looking at beautiful girls
in spandex doing lunges.
♪ With a honk, honk here ♪
♪ And a honk, honk there ♪
♪ Here a honk ♪
♪ There a honk ♪
BOTH: ♪ Everywhere
a honk, honk ♪
Ah, come on, Al. You
know Gary won't go for that.
Whenever you make a suggestion,
she does exactly the opposite.
I hear you, I hear you.
So when I bring this up to
her, I gotta be very clever.
Bundy.
What's your big idea
for the new store?
I'm in a hurry and I'm
bloating like a bandit.
Now, I'm only going
to say this once.
Anything but an aerobics studio.
You called me down here
to suggest anything
but an aerobics studio?
Indeedy do. What do you say?
I'd say "You're
fired" if I weren't sure
you'd make more on unemployment.
Uh, look, Gary,
I-I have an idea,
and I think it's exactly
what you're looking for.
Here it is: anything
but Al's idea.
So you're saying
an aerobics studio?
Indeedy do.
I love it.
Congratulations, you
won the prize. Here's $10.
Hey, don't I get anything?
Yeah, here's $5. Go
get me some Earth Pads.
There you go.
Oh, nice, nice.
[LAUGHING]
Gentlemen, I'd like
to propose a toast.
AL: Hear, hear.
In the course of human history,
there have been
four great inventions:
The bikini. AL: Yes.
The thong bikini.
The really itchy thong bikini.
[CHUCKLES]
And Al's idea to put an aerobics
studio next to the shoe store.
MAN 1: Hear, hear.
MAN 2: Speech. Speech.
ALL: Speech.
If I have seen far,
it's because I have stood
on the shoulders of giants.
Einstein, Magellan, Heineken.
It is my goal to uplift
the human spirit.
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
Gentlemen, to your holes.
Oh, man, we're gonna
see some jiggling!
Oh, my God, I'm blind.
They're all fat. Have
they no shame?
Well, Al, this was your
idea. Now what do we do?
Well, we'll just... Just
patch up the holes.
Oh, man. Move it,
big mama. Ha-ha!
Baby's got backs.
Hey. Hey. Hey. Get over there.
Now, like I was saying,
if you can't see them,
how much trouble
can fat women be?
WOMAN: Okay, girls,
do the Dumbo drop.
[RUMBLING]
[GRUNTING]
I don't understand it.
I was a size 6
before aerobics class.
All that jumping must've
expanded my foot.
Then I see you must've
fallen on your butt a time or two.
How dare you say
that to my face?
Well, I'd say it
behind your back,
but my car's only
got half a tank of gas.
What'd I say?
Maybe it was more
your tone of voice.
Well, who wouldn't be grumpy?
The aerobics studio
is the worst thing
that coulda happened to us.
That was my last
Sweet Tart. Cough it up!
No, that's the worst thing
that coulda happened to us.
Hi, Al.
No! That's the worst thing
that coulda happened to us.
Jefferson told me
that it was your idea
to put in a
metabolically challenged
aerobics studio next door.
I am so proud of you.
Here it comes.
So to help you out, I
have made up these fliers
advertising Gary's
Aerobics Studio,
and I've given them
to all of my full-figured
banking customers.
You know, they're gonna
get really hot and sweaty
and they're gonna come in
here to buy aerobics shoes.
And remember, shoe man,
women that large have a really
tough time finding underwear.
Marcie, why are
you doing this to us?
Because I don't
like either of you.
Oh, look, there's
two of my gals now.
Hi, Rebecca, Arlene.
You look fabulous.
Thanks for your tips
about the aerobics classes.
Yeah, I mean, I really
think I'm starting to tone.
Me too. Corn dog?
Oh. Didn't they tell us
not to eat before class?
That was during class.
Well, all right, then. Mmm!
I've got to leave these fliers
in Der Wiener Schnitzels
and finer girdle
shops all over town.
[CACKLING]
Uh... uh...
Not the StairMaster, Bertha.
Anything but the StairMaster.
Ah-ha, ha, ha!
[MOANING]
Well, guess what I'm
doing for money now.
Playing the very
young Mr. Lincoln?
No. But then at least
I could look forward
to being shot in the head.
No, what you're looking at is
an apprentice chimney sweep.
Oh, actually, I'm a regular one,
but they just call
me an apprentice
so they don't have to
pay my health benefits.
[COUGHING]
Oh, Dad, this is the
worst job I've ever had.
Can you please help me?
Well, like my father used to say
when I came to him
with my problems...
"Get out"?
Well, no, actually, it was,
"I'm leaving you and
your mom for this hooker."
But now that you mention it...
[MOUTHED SPEECH]
Al, guess what's
under the sheets.
Peg, if I don't like
that game in bed,
why would I like it
here under the lights?
No, speedy.
It's a scale model
of Oprah Land.
See? The tongue
is a moving sidewalk
which carries people
into her mouth.
Like so many
unsuspecting McNuggets.
Now, once inside her
climate-controlled head,
a moving Barcalounger whisks
you past animatronic Oprahs
in all her different weights.
I call it "It's a Big
World After All."
Then, after a light lunch
of waffles and gravy,
you disembark, tell
a studio audience
your innermost secrets,
and snarf down a
whole fried chicken.
Amazing. All this detail,
yet when I ask
you for a sandwich,
you can't figure out
bread, meat, bread.
Big talk from someone
who's yet to get lift, pee, flush.
You leave that head here,
I'll show you lift, pee, flush.
Well, ready for my bus
ride to aerobics class.
This here is my
pinch-proof padding.
Oh, pumpkin.
Honey, I've gotta
ask you some...
With a high-voltage
anti-fondling device.
Turn it off.
What?
Turn it off.
I can't understand you, Daddy.
I'm gonna have to
turn this thing off.
Well, serves me right for
touching a family member.
Pumpkin, why do so
many beautiful women
travel so far to go to
your aerobics studio?
Two words:
Ramon.
He is a prince. He's
actually more than a prince.
He's an aerobics teacher
formerly known as prince.
Come on. Come with me.
I'm gonna drive over there.
I wanna see if Ramon
will change affiliations.
I think he's kinda happy
with women, Daddy.
Well, that makes one of us.
God, look at all
this mondo talent
and all these micro bikinis.
All I ask is for just
one seam to burst.
[FABRIC RIPPING]
Hey, Ramon.
Hey, Kelly. Who's your daddy?
Oh, this isn't my
daddy, this is my father.
Daddy, meet Ramon.
Uh, Kelly, why don't
you warm up the class?
Do you want me to
stretch 'em or run in place?
No, just show them one of those
big posters of me in Speedos.
Oh, okay.
Your daughter is making
remarkable progress.
Tell her mother. I'm here
for something important.
I, uh, just can't
remember what it is.
Fat-free muffin?
You certainly are.
Here you go.
Thank you.
That was delicious.
Sure.
Ramon, if it wouldn't
be too much trouble,
c-could we talk in private?
There's this state-of-the-art
aerobics studio
and we'd be very, very
happy if you would teach there.
Actually, I'm very
comfortable here.
What do you have that
could possibly lure me away?
I'm offering a free
membership to NO MA'AM.
Chicago's most
exclusive men's club.
With the membership comes...
Hold on to your green card.
Luxury boxes at WrestleMania,
free use of a classic
Dodge, when it's working,
and a key to the Big 'Uns
reading room in my garage,
when we get the bowl unclogged.
Well, Mr. Bundy, as tempting
as your offer sounds...
[CHUCKLES]
Yeah, you've said a mouthful.
Well, I'll be going.
Don't bother to
get the elevator.
I'll just, uh, jump
out the window.
Don't land on the Porsche.
What does he got
that I don't have?
We're both virile men
in the prime of our lives.
Except he's not
saddled with a lazy wife,
worthless kids, a
prostate like a melon,
and worst of all, I
sell women's shoes.
Shoes? You sell shoes?
Yeah, right next to
an aerobics studio.
Did you hear that, Ramon?
He sells shoes.
There's not a shoe
store within miles of here.
Yeah, you never buy us shoes.
Do I not leave the curtain
open when I change?
That's not shoes. We want shoes.
We wanna work out
next to the shoe guy.
Formerly known as Al.
Oh, and by the way,
I was just joshing about
that... That melon thing.
We're getting shoes.
ALL [SQUEALING]: Shoes.
Okay. Okay, Bundy,
you... You got me.
You shoe salesmen,
you're so lucky.
You get all the women.
Luck has nothing
to do with it, Ramon.
You see, since the dawn of time
women and shoes
have gone together
like alcohol and firearms.
Oh, sure, we men of the foot
might have a slight PR problem,
but once you've tried
shoe, you never go back.
Who loves you, baby?
Whoa, wait a minute, now.
[CRASH]
Gentlemen, would you
prefer a front or rear view?
Eh, what do you recommend?
Well, the rear view
is fresh tonight,
but the locals swear
by the front, so...
Ah. Two fronts, please.
Front it is.
Hey, great work, Griff.
Thank you.
The place looks swank.
Yeah, but we're not finished.
Next week, we put in zoom
peepholes and chin rests.
Oh!
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
Gentlemen, to your holes.
Oh, man, Al, are you
checking out that one in red?
Actually, no.
Could someone roll me to a hole?
Oh, sure, buddy.
AL: Oh, this is much better.
[♪♪♪]
Mom, turn off
Oprah for a second.
I need to talk to you.
Mom.
Girlfriend.
In the house.
You're not Oprah.
Mom, I had a horrible day.
I could really use some
motherly advice now.
Shut up, Bud.
Oprah is doing a show on mothers
who don't pay
attention to their sons.
MAN [OVER TV]: Next,
a word from Earth Pads,
the only
feminine-hygiene product
recycled from
yesterday's garbage.
Now can we talk, Mom?
Oh, okay.
But make it quick.
When Oprah comes
back on, I wanna be rested.
Look, I was working
at the Department of
Vehicle Services today,
and I noticed this long
line for new licenses.
So when I opened
up a second window,
my supervisor comes
up to me and says:
"Son, I see you're
a real go-getter.
We hate that
here. You're fired."
Mom, now I need your
help getting a new job.
Oh, look, Stouffer's has
a new Apple Brown Betty.
Well, I can't expect you
to pay any attention to me
since I don't have an
antenna coming out of my ass.
Peg, I need to talk to you.
Peg.
Girlfriend.
In the house.
Like you'd be anywhere else.
Hey. What'd you do?
What is that thing?
It's a remote-control
override, Peg.
They're on sale at
the Real Man Shop.
Well, while you were there,
why didn't you
pick up a real man?
Don't push it, Peg.
It also overrides all your other
hand-held electronic devices.
Even Otis?
Especially Otis.
Now, listen, Peg, the
store next to me at the mall
has gone out of business,
and Gary wants to
rent the empty space.
Al, is this gonna take long?
You know how I hate it
when the TV set cools.
Now you know how
I feel during sex.
Anyway, Peg, Gary's
having a contest
for the best new-store idea.
It's open to all the employees.
That's, uh, me and Griff.
But if I can just
think of an idea,
there's a cool $10 in it for me.
Al, I happen to have an
incredible idea for a store.
Peg, this isn't gonna be
really, really stupid, is it?
No, it's not.
It's an all-Oprah store.
I call it the Grand Old Oprah.
You know, we'll sell Oprah
T-shirts, Oprah corn holders,
Oprah minivan covers,
and, Al, my very favorite,
Oprah Soap on a "Roprah."
Gee, and I thought it
was gonna be stupid.
Well...
I'm back from aerobics class.
Although, you
know, I didn't really
feel the burn until
the bus ride home.
Almost every man on the
bus offered me his seat,
although nobody was willing
to stand up to let me have it.
Oh, and then this
delightful turban-clad chap...
We'll just call him Man
of a Thousand Boils.
Asked me if I wanted
to rub his magic lamp
and see a genie come out.
There was no genie.
God, I wish that there was
an aerobics studio near here.
Pumpkin, would you be quiet?
I'm trying to think of an
idea for a business near here.
All of my beautiful friends
wish that there was just
a good gym in the area.
Something in the area that
caters to beautiful women.
I mean, let's face it,
there is no good place
for an aerobics studio.
Let's face it.
I'm not gonna be able to
think of an idea for a business.
BUCK: Hm. Nobody around here
has been eating lead-paint chips.
Al, you shoulda been
here two hours ago.
Why? What happened?
We opened.
Well, while you were
wasting your time opening,
I came up with
a ripsnorting idea
for Gary's new-store contest.
What would be
better right next door
than an aerobics studio?
A topless aerobics studio?
No, no. Don't be a pig,
Griff. This is serious.
We can finally get rid
of this façade of working
and sit around all day
looking at beautiful girls
in spandex doing lunges.
♪ With a honk, honk here ♪
♪ And a honk, honk there ♪
♪ Here a honk ♪
♪ There a honk ♪
BOTH: ♪ Everywhere
a honk, honk ♪
Ah, come on, Al. You
know Gary won't go for that.
Whenever you make a suggestion,
she does exactly the opposite.
I hear you, I hear you.
So when I bring this up to
her, I gotta be very clever.
Bundy.
What's your big idea
for the new store?
I'm in a hurry and I'm
bloating like a bandit.
Now, I'm only going
to say this once.
Anything but an aerobics studio.
You called me down here
to suggest anything
but an aerobics studio?
Indeedy do. What do you say?
I'd say "You're
fired" if I weren't sure
you'd make more on unemployment.
Uh, look, Gary,
I-I have an idea,
and I think it's exactly
what you're looking for.
Here it is: anything
but Al's idea.
So you're saying
an aerobics studio?
Indeedy do.
I love it.
Congratulations, you
won the prize. Here's $10.
Hey, don't I get anything?
Yeah, here's $5. Go
get me some Earth Pads.
There you go.
Oh, nice, nice.
[LAUGHING]
Gentlemen, I'd like
to propose a toast.
AL: Hear, hear.
In the course of human history,
there have been
four great inventions:
The bikini. AL: Yes.
The thong bikini.
The really itchy thong bikini.
[CHUCKLES]
And Al's idea to put an aerobics
studio next to the shoe store.
MAN 1: Hear, hear.
MAN 2: Speech. Speech.
ALL: Speech.
If I have seen far,
it's because I have stood
on the shoulders of giants.
Einstein, Magellan, Heineken.
It is my goal to uplift
the human spirit.
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
Gentlemen, to your holes.
Oh, man, we're gonna
see some jiggling!
Oh, my God, I'm blind.
They're all fat. Have
they no shame?
Well, Al, this was your
idea. Now what do we do?
Well, we'll just... Just
patch up the holes.
Oh, man. Move it,
big mama. Ha-ha!
Baby's got backs.
Hey. Hey. Hey. Get over there.
Now, like I was saying,
if you can't see them,
how much trouble
can fat women be?
WOMAN: Okay, girls,
do the Dumbo drop.
[RUMBLING]
[GRUNTING]
I don't understand it.
I was a size 6
before aerobics class.
All that jumping must've
expanded my foot.
Then I see you must've
fallen on your butt a time or two.
How dare you say
that to my face?
Well, I'd say it
behind your back,
but my car's only
got half a tank of gas.
What'd I say?
Maybe it was more
your tone of voice.
Well, who wouldn't be grumpy?
The aerobics studio
is the worst thing
that coulda happened to us.
That was my last
Sweet Tart. Cough it up!
No, that's the worst thing
that coulda happened to us.
Hi, Al.
No! That's the worst thing
that coulda happened to us.
Jefferson told me
that it was your idea
to put in a
metabolically challenged
aerobics studio next door.
I am so proud of you.
Here it comes.
So to help you out, I
have made up these fliers
advertising Gary's
Aerobics Studio,
and I've given them
to all of my full-figured
banking customers.
You know, they're gonna
get really hot and sweaty
and they're gonna come in
here to buy aerobics shoes.
And remember, shoe man,
women that large have a really
tough time finding underwear.
Marcie, why are
you doing this to us?
Because I don't
like either of you.
Oh, look, there's
two of my gals now.
Hi, Rebecca, Arlene.
You look fabulous.
Thanks for your tips
about the aerobics classes.
Yeah, I mean, I really
think I'm starting to tone.
Me too. Corn dog?
Oh. Didn't they tell us
not to eat before class?
That was during class.
Well, all right, then. Mmm!
I've got to leave these fliers
in Der Wiener Schnitzels
and finer girdle
shops all over town.
[CACKLING]
Uh... uh...
Not the StairMaster, Bertha.
Anything but the StairMaster.
Ah-ha, ha, ha!
[MOANING]
Well, guess what I'm
doing for money now.
Playing the very
young Mr. Lincoln?
No. But then at least
I could look forward
to being shot in the head.
No, what you're looking at is
an apprentice chimney sweep.
Oh, actually, I'm a regular one,
but they just call
me an apprentice
so they don't have to
pay my health benefits.
[COUGHING]
Oh, Dad, this is the
worst job I've ever had.
Can you please help me?
Well, like my father used to say
when I came to him
with my problems...
"Get out"?
Well, no, actually, it was,
"I'm leaving you and
your mom for this hooker."
But now that you mention it...
[MOUTHED SPEECH]
Al, guess what's
under the sheets.
Peg, if I don't like
that game in bed,
why would I like it
here under the lights?
No, speedy.
It's a scale model
of Oprah Land.
See? The tongue
is a moving sidewalk
which carries people
into her mouth.
Like so many
unsuspecting McNuggets.
Now, once inside her
climate-controlled head,
a moving Barcalounger whisks
you past animatronic Oprahs
in all her different weights.
I call it "It's a Big
World After All."
Then, after a light lunch
of waffles and gravy,
you disembark, tell
a studio audience
your innermost secrets,
and snarf down a
whole fried chicken.
Amazing. All this detail,
yet when I ask
you for a sandwich,
you can't figure out
bread, meat, bread.
Big talk from someone
who's yet to get lift, pee, flush.
You leave that head here,
I'll show you lift, pee, flush.
Well, ready for my bus
ride to aerobics class.
This here is my
pinch-proof padding.
Oh, pumpkin.
Honey, I've gotta
ask you some...
With a high-voltage
anti-fondling device.
Turn it off.
What?
Turn it off.
I can't understand you, Daddy.
I'm gonna have to
turn this thing off.
Well, serves me right for
touching a family member.
Pumpkin, why do so
many beautiful women
travel so far to go to
your aerobics studio?
Two words:
Ramon.
He is a prince. He's
actually more than a prince.
He's an aerobics teacher
formerly known as prince.
Come on. Come with me.
I'm gonna drive over there.
I wanna see if Ramon
will change affiliations.
I think he's kinda happy
with women, Daddy.
Well, that makes one of us.
God, look at all
this mondo talent
and all these micro bikinis.
All I ask is for just
one seam to burst.
[FABRIC RIPPING]
Hey, Ramon.
Hey, Kelly. Who's your daddy?
Oh, this isn't my
daddy, this is my father.
Daddy, meet Ramon.
Uh, Kelly, why don't
you warm up the class?
Do you want me to
stretch 'em or run in place?
No, just show them one of those
big posters of me in Speedos.
Oh, okay.
Your daughter is making
remarkable progress.
Tell her mother. I'm here
for something important.
I, uh, just can't
remember what it is.
Fat-free muffin?
You certainly are.
Here you go.
Thank you.
That was delicious.
Sure.
Ramon, if it wouldn't
be too much trouble,
c-could we talk in private?
There's this state-of-the-art
aerobics studio
and we'd be very, very
happy if you would teach there.
Actually, I'm very
comfortable here.
What do you have that
could possibly lure me away?
I'm offering a free
membership to NO MA'AM.
Chicago's most
exclusive men's club.
With the membership comes...
Hold on to your green card.
Luxury boxes at WrestleMania,
free use of a classic
Dodge, when it's working,
and a key to the Big 'Uns
reading room in my garage,
when we get the bowl unclogged.
Well, Mr. Bundy, as tempting
as your offer sounds...
[CHUCKLES]
Yeah, you've said a mouthful.
Well, I'll be going.
Don't bother to
get the elevator.
I'll just, uh, jump
out the window.
Don't land on the Porsche.
What does he got
that I don't have?
We're both virile men
in the prime of our lives.
Except he's not
saddled with a lazy wife,
worthless kids, a
prostate like a melon,
and worst of all, I
sell women's shoes.
Shoes? You sell shoes?
Yeah, right next to
an aerobics studio.
Did you hear that, Ramon?
He sells shoes.
There's not a shoe
store within miles of here.
Yeah, you never buy us shoes.
Do I not leave the curtain
open when I change?
That's not shoes. We want shoes.
We wanna work out
next to the shoe guy.
Formerly known as Al.
Oh, and by the way,
I was just joshing about
that... That melon thing.
We're getting shoes.
ALL [SQUEALING]: Shoes.
Okay. Okay, Bundy,
you... You got me.
You shoe salesmen,
you're so lucky.
You get all the women.
Luck has nothing
to do with it, Ramon.
You see, since the dawn of time
women and shoes
have gone together
like alcohol and firearms.
Oh, sure, we men of the foot
might have a slight PR problem,
but once you've tried
shoe, you never go back.
Who loves you, baby?
Whoa, wait a minute, now.
[CRASH]
Gentlemen, would you
prefer a front or rear view?
Eh, what do you recommend?
Well, the rear view
is fresh tonight,
but the locals swear
by the front, so...
Ah. Two fronts, please.
Front it is.
Hey, great work, Griff.
Thank you.
The place looks swank.
Yeah, but we're not finished.
Next week, we put in zoom
peepholes and chin rests.
Oh!
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
Gentlemen, to your holes.
Oh, man, Al, are you
checking out that one in red?
Actually, no.
Could someone roll me to a hole?
Oh, sure, buddy.
AL: Oh, this is much better.
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