The League (2009–2015): Season 6, Episode 8 - Man Land - full transcript

I'm all for a good laugh
when it's at my expense.

But not my cat!

What kind of animal
humiliates another animal?

It's not funny, all right? I had
to send Milady to a cat spa.

Hopefully when she comes back
in a week, she'll be normal again.

That was an epic cat
prank, Pete. Thank you.

You know it went viral in Korea?

I'm very proud of
it, but I have to say...

Jenny's prank was
number one this weekend.

- I mean, her poopsicle
really took the cake.
- Classic.

Which is why I am changing
my team name to The Shit Heads.



You can't use that picture,
and you can't use that name!

- That name's offensive.
- You can't control
my team name.

Well, I can control the standings
page and the transaction page.

I could just "Phil Simms"
it and call it Pete's Team.

Wow. We got a real
Redskins situation happening.

Yeah, Jenny and
I won't stand for it.

We will not be part of using a name that a
cross section of our league finds offensive.

Okay, this is not
inherently offensive.

I am celebrating the grand
tradition of Jenny's bowels.

Jenny and I don't want
you to use that name.

You got a lot of sand up in the
vag today, bud. What's going on?

I don't need this Shit
Head thing in my life,

and my father-in-law's in
town for a night, so... Bruce!

Bruce Banger!



- Bang! Bang! Bang!
- Bruce Banger!

Bruce Banger, the man's man.

Constantly emasculating
me in my own home.

Oh, come on. How can you be more
emasculated than you are right now?

You got a broke dick,
your wife's a champion,

and she literally
shit on your face.

You mean this? Is
that shit on your face?

Thank goodness, unlike you guys, I only
have to put up with Bruce for one night.

- Where's he going?
- Then he's off
to DeKalb County...

to his property he
calls "Man Land."

"Man Land"? Sounds
like a gay amusement park.

Oh, God. This
Pinot Grigio is swill.

- I'm gonna get another drink. Anyone want anything?
- Yeah, I'll take one.

Hold on. Let me get this round.

Okay. There you go.

Thank you.

- What are you doing?
- Why are you throwing your money on the floor?

I read an article in the
NY Times that said...

they're probably gonna
get rid of the penny,

so the rest of the coins
are probably not far behind.

I don't wanna be the last person
on my block carrying that garbage.

If you're gonna throw your
change away, can you give it to me?

I appreciate that, brother, but
it's my problem. I'll deal with it.

Excuse me, barkeep?

- Hey, what's up, man?
- Hey, dude, what's going on?

How you doing? Wanna
get some wine, right?

Oh, yes... What
can I get you, fellas?

Well, it's about 54 degrees,
the leaves are falling,

it's sort of a low
pressure system...

I would like a Malbec.

Great choice. Two
Malbecs, please.

Something from
the Mendoza Valley,

2011 or earlier if you have it.

We have a red.

- What kind of red?
- A "Cabriolet Sauvignon."

- I'm sorry.
- Pardonnez-moi.

- Just read the label
one more time.
- "Cabriolet Sauvignon."

- That's what I thought he said.
- "Cabriolet Sauvignon."

I wanna drink it, not drive it.

- You know what? I'm not gonna serve you guys.
- What?

- We're trying to teach you
about wine through dry humor.
- Yeah, like the British Office.

- You guys can get out now.
- We're not gonna go, okay? I just...

No, no. Andre, it's fine.

- We're gonna go
someplace better.
- Where?

I have an idea I've been
meaning to talk to you about.

You know what? This place sucks.

That's why we are
gonna open a wine bar!

Don't say it like
that. It's a wine bar.

Hey! I said get out!

We will not have rude
employees like this at our wine bar.

Get out!

So, for anyone who
wants a glass of Riesling,

come to my brand-new wine bar!

We'll be open in a couple
of months hopefully. Hey!

Okay, yes.

- You guys with them?
- No.

- What a couple of assholes.
- Yeah.

♪♪

- It's probably hard
to twist it.
- How's it going, Daddy?

Oh, we almost got
it. No more leak.

Pipe's as good as mine.

Oh! We did it! We
did it! Yeah, you did.

He's my little
flashlight holder.

Really? That used to be
my job when I was little.

How's that boo-boo?
It's really deep.

I might not be able to
hold a pen for a week.

- Ah, thank you so much
for doing all this.
- Anything for my little peanut.

Oh, you're so good to me.

- Now you know what it's like to
have a man around the house.
- Stop it!

I'm sorry I'm not the Marlboro Man,
but I do things around my house.

- What do you do?
- Specifically what do I do?

- What do you do?
- Well, who do you think
resets the router?

You think that just magically
happens, that everyone gets the Wi-Fi?

No. Someone's gotta pull the plug out the
back, wait 10 seconds, then put it back in.

I do that once a month! Stop!

What the is a router?
It's for the computer.

- Oh, that's a ninny thing.
- It's not a ninny thing.

- It's a ninny thing.
- Bruce, it is not a ninny...

Ow! Ow! Ow! Bruce! Bruce! Bruce!

- Say, "I'm a ninny."
- No.

- Say it.
- No!

- Say it.
- No.

Say it. - No, no.

Say, "I'm a ninny." I'm a
ninny! I'm a ninny! Let it go! Ow!

- I'm not a ninny!
- Kevin, you're up!

I gotta go.

- Ninny.
- Yeah.

Hold it. Hold it. All right.

My fifth pick in the
hypothetical mid-season redraft,

instead of Ryan Mathews,
I select Knile Davis.

Wow! Nice!

See? Much better!

- What the hell
is going on here?
- This is our redraft.

We're halfway through the
season, so this is where we sort of...

hypothetically redraft the
players we should've chosen.

It's a theoretical exercise.

Like, wouldn't you rather
have drafted Giovani Bernard...

than the currently
worthless Doug Martin?

No, no. This is not exercise.
Exercise is done outdoors.

- This is ninny behavior.
- "Ninny behavior"?

Would a ninny open his own wine
bar that sells crepes and canapés?

You tell me, Sinatra.

I'm gonna go sharpen
my saws. Okay, Daddy.

You know when he said
"Sinatra," he meant Nancy.

Well, these shoes
were made for walking,

and that's just what
they'll do with you, Jenny,

when you take me and Russell out
to find a perfect spot for our wine bar.

Really? You guys are
really going to do this?

Yeah, we just figured, you
know, with Russell's expertise...

and my je ne sais quoi,

we will make an
unbeatable combination.

I just looked up "je ne sais
quoi" on Google Translate.

Did you know that it
means "man pussy"?

That is not what it means.

Oh, speaking of Russell,
he sent us a little poll.

Question, everyone.
"Which will happen first"...

Andre gets laid
or wins The Shiva?

- He put that up?
- I know the answer to that.

Whoa, not by his own hand
though. All right, then I'm out.

Andre, this is coming
from your business partner.

He's... just having fun.

All right, back to
the draft, okay?

Instead of the
soul-crushing Dwayne Bowe,

I think The Shit Heads will be
taking Brandin Cooks. Nope.

- Please stop.
- We're not saying that name.

- I, Peter, am offended.
- You tell them, Jenny Banger.

Hey, that is not
my name anymore.

♪ Jenny Banger ♪

Stop it! No, no, no.
No, that is not my name!

I am now Jenny MacArthur!

Peanut, Peanut... I'm sorry.

Banger was not the greatest
name growing up for a little girl.

No, Daddy, it's fine. I swear, the
only reason she married Doris here...

was to change her last name.

You know what, Bruce? I am sick and tired
of you emasculating me in my own home.

- Whoa, Kevin.
- I am just as much
a man as you are.

- Oh, you are, are you?
- Yeah, I am.

- Prove it.
- How?

- Come hunting with me.
- That's a great idea.

- Where, Man Land?
- Yeah...

Why don't you and
your gal pals here...

log out of the Matrix and join me in
the real world for a couple of days.

Fine. Yeah?

- Fine, we'll go
to Man Land with you.
- I'm sorry. What?

I would go, but my cat's coming back from the
spa this week, and I'm getting these nosebleeds.

It's like I'm bleeding
once a month.

You know what, Andre?
You're not helping, okay?

- We're all in for Man Land.
- Good.

- Lace up your boots, Suzy.
- Consider them laced.

Ow! Ow!

- Welcome to Man Land.
- This sucks.

- Where are all the men?
- Come on. Come on. Come on! Let's hit it, ladies!

Hit what? What do you
actually do out here?

Anything we want. That's
the beauty of Man Land.

- Relax, Renee.
- It's not "Renee," Bruce. It's Kevin.

Not out here,
it ain't. Let's go!

We got snakes, we got wolves,
we got 32 kinds of spiders,

mountain lions and a bear!

More change?
Get rid of this junk.

Couple more miles to camp.

Taco, I'm serious.
Do not fire that gun.

Don't worry. Gun safety 101.

A gun should never go
off unless it's by accident.

Ruxin, why don't you lead? You
were in the Boy Scouts. So were you.

No, I was in the Cub Scouts.

When I found out the next level
was called "Webelo," I bailed.

You stayed in until
you were, like, 19.

Eighteen, and it was just
for my college application.

What was the toughest badge to get,
holding it till you get out of the woods?

No, it was American culture,
and I can tie knots like a mofo.

Did I just hear that you
were a Boy Scout? Yeah.

You are up front with me.

Oh, that brought
back a lot of memories.

I was a Scout Leader.

- I shaped a lot of boys
with these hands.
- I bet you did.

What?

What's in there?
Get it, get it, get it!

Shh! Quiet. Back up.

Could be a wild pig.

You girls like bacon?

Ho!

- Rafi?
- What's up, jerks?

Rafi. Rafi.

- What are you doing here?
- Been here for days, Brian. I'm tracking you.

- I told you not to track me.
- Gotta keep you safe, bro.

- Wait, you're a tracker?
- Oh, yeah.

- My kind of man. Bruce.
- Rafi.

Welcome to Man Land. Oh!

Are we not in America
anymore? Awesome.

- What's happening, Rux?
- Eat shit, Rafi.

Already did, bro. Second
harvest... delicious.

Only knot I remember
is the Windsor knot.

According to Scout's
Law, a Scout is trustworthy,

loyal, helpful, friendly,
courteous, kind, obedient, cheerful,

thrifty, brave,
clean and reverent.

You are none of
those things, Ruxin.

- I am clean.
- Not on the inside.

Taco, how's the fire? The
outdoor bong's coming along great.

Nice. I can't get a
cell signal anywhere.

It's like there's no
coverage out here at all.

Exactly. That is the
beauty of the great outdoors.

No cell!

No Internet!

No routers.

Forget Korea. This is
worse than North Korea.

The games are tomorrow.
We gotta set our lineups.

I need to line up my Shit Heads.

What did I tell you
about that? It is offensive.

Would you stop being
such a skin-thin ninny?

Prove it to me. Prove to me that you were
not born with a cheetah parlor down there.

I have a penis, Bruce, okay?

And I've used it...
in-in your daughter.

Not lately.

Gentlemen, dinner is served.

About one klick that way, I
found a huge pile of bear shit.

Picked through that, found
some pretty good nuggies.

- Brian, can I interest you
in some second harvest?
- No.

- It's delicious.
- No, no,
I don't want bear poop.

I want real food
and cell service.

Can we go somewhere,
please? Yes.

Okay. All right, all
right. Quiet, Lucy.

I know a bar not far from here.
Tonight I'm gonna take you there.

But then we're gonna come
back here and start acting like men.

No. No bar for me. I've got
a real hunting boner now.

I'm gonna stay right here,
I'm gonna track this bear,

I'm gonna kill it, I'm
gonna eat its heart,

I'm gonna gain its wisdom, and
then when you guys come back,

I'm gonna have the bear
meat grilling on the fire.

All right, all this talk of
poo... I gotta go drop a log.

Oh, put it someplace
I can find it.

- I'm gonna eat that guy's shit.
- What?

Wait, where are we
going? Ooh, second harvest.

Oh, you want a piece? Yeah.

- It's fresh.
- Mmm, fancy.

So I think it's a
real great find.

You know, it needs some work.

But look at all
this space. Yeah.

I love the textures. It's very
urban, but yet very homey.

It's like a canvas that we
can paint upon with wine.

It is a little bit more than
you were thinking of spending.

- But it's worth it.
- It is.

- Yes, because a bar is
an investment for the future.
- Yeah.

- No one's ever lost money
in a wine bar, right?
- No, people love to drink wine.

- And they hate to
drink it at home.
- I'm psyched. I love this place.

I feel like it has history and we're
gonna continue its proud tradition.

- What was this place before?
- It was a wine bar.

Oh. Oh.

- Good bones.
- That is true.

And it didn't have the
name that is perfection.

- Oh, you guys
have a name already?
- Oh, yeah... Ménage à Cinq.

What do you think? "Ménage"
from "ménage à trois."

And "cinq" like the five
noble grapes of the Bordeaux.

- So you guys are calling
your bar "The Five-Way."
- Nothing wrong with a five-way.

But we're saying it in
French so it's classy.

If you guys are going
to do this together,

I do recommend you sign some
sort of partnership agreement.

Absolutely, yes. Let's sign
the paperwork right now. Okay.

Ready to be partners.
Uh, yes, but one second.

Just want to talk to you for a second
before we, you know, make this official.

What's up, partner? Want to
make sure we're on the same page.

'Cause here in real life,
we work well together,

but on the fantasy board,
you're being so mean to me there,

and I just want to make sure that,
you know, there's a mutual respect.

Look, that's fantasy.
This is reality.

- I mean, in real life,
do you own an NFL team?
- No.

That's a fantasy. Right.

My polls about you never
getting laid again... a fantasy too.

It's a fantasy. Right.

- To Ménage à Cinq.
- To Ménage à Cinq.

Five grapes, 14 holes.

That... We're not gonna...
That won't be the tagline.

You got your vaginas,
your rear holes...

I know what the holes
are... It's nothing about holes.

Do the math. I got...
I have the math.

There's 14 holes. Okay.

All right, let's go.

Please have Wi-Fi.
Please have Wi-Fi.

Yeah, no gun. What?

But I'm over 18. Put it down.

♪ When Irish eyes are smiling ♪

Plug in, drink up, and no grab-ass
if you want to keep your nuts.

I gotta drain it.

I'm gonna go perform the
ancient rite of tinker-stinker.

Haven't gone to the
bathroom since we left home.

Get that merit badge, Boy Scout.

Oh, we got Wi-Fi. Yes!

Let's do our lineups. Come on.

♪ When Irish eyes are happy ♪
This guy's great.

♪ The world seems
bright and gay ♪

This is for you. ♪♪

There you go. Plenty
more where that came from.

Thank you very much. Thank you.

You know any Ace of
Base? Come on, man.

Big fan. All right. Whoo!

Yeah, you gotta start Alfred
Morris versus that shitty Dallas D.

I'm starting DeSean Jackson because, I
mean, I'm gonna start every Redskin I have.

Do you hear yourself right now?

Why? The hypocrisy
is astounding.

The Shit Heads and the Redskins
are the same thing. Same situation.

- No, they're not.
- Yes, they are.

There is no difference between a Redskin
and a Shit Head... no difference, Kevin!

- Excuse me?
- I'm just saying
how the Redskins... Oh.

I happen to be an
American Indian,

and most of us in here
are American Indian,

seeing how the reservation's
right down the road.

Now, what were you saying about the
Potawatomi tribe being a bunch of shitheads?

No, sir, this is just a
huge misunderstanding.

I was using my
iPad to set my lineup.

Oh. The white man's plague, huh?

- Typhoid?
- Fantasy football.

No, I think it's typhoid.
Yeah, it's typhoid.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Look, all
these boys said was "Redskins."

Now, last I heard, they're
still a football team in the NFL.

Yes, sir, it is.
But I don't like it.

Yeah, well, I'm sorry
about that, Chief.

But just like getting your first sniff of
tail in the backseat of a convertible,

it is a tradition.

An American tradition, and
if I am talking about football,

I got a God-given
right to say "Redskins"!

It's all right.

Gentlemen. Gentlemen,
gentlemen, look.

This is a very sensitive issue,
and a little give and take is natural,

unlike the odors emanating
out of your bathroom.

Smells like sickly
elk shit in there.

Not-Not helping. Trying
to paint a picture here.

Don't worry. We're cool, guys.

Yeah, our trophy's
actually a little Indian girl.

Yeah. If you win, you get to do
whatever you want with her for a full year.

She basically
becomes your property.

I kept her in the closet for a year
'cause I didn't want to lose her.

What the is happening here?

- What are you shitheads
talking about?
- See, I find that offensive.

You know what? I've
had enough of you, Custer.

Okay, uh, we
should... Wrap it up.

Run!

They pulled a
knife! He shot a gun!

I clogged both
their toilets! Whoa!

Go, go, go!

Jenny, thanks to you,

Ménage à Cinq will
become a reality.

I am so glad you're happy.

Honestly, Andre, I
had a blast finding it.

Thank you for this spread. This
was too nice. You didn't have to do it.

I am excited to be with you...

because it's been a very long
time since you and I have talked.

You know, like, really,
really talk... like girl talk.

I mean, who says the hunters
have to have all the fun?

Mmm.

We're being shot at by
the Redskins! Offensive!

We're being shot at
by the Washingtons!

Why are football
players shooting at us?

Oh, my God.

- Where are we?
- I don't know. We don't have any supplies.

- We can't go back
to the truck.
- We're gonna die out here.

I didn't get to set my lineup.

I still have my gun, but I was
only able to get out with one beer.

How am I gonna
keep my buzz going?

Hey.

I'm glad you made it out
of there. Look who I found.

Rafi Bomb!

What's up? What
are you doing, Rafi?

Oh, God. Since I left you guys?

I was tracking the
bear most of the night.

Didn't get him, but I did
find a big, fresh pile of shit...

that I thought I'd second harvest
'cause it was full of Hershey Kisses.

Spoiler alert... they weren't
Hershey Kisses. It was just more shit.

I ate it all anyway,
got sick to my tummy,

puked, pooped, jerked off
and now I'm here with you bros.

What've you guys been up to?

You and Kevin and Bruce have
a very complicated relationship,

but I get that 'cause I also
have a complicated relationship.

- Are you talking about
your cat?
- Yes, thank you for asking.

Milady and I are having a
very rough patch right now.

I think that she feels like I
betrayed her on some level,

and since she's been
away, I haven't heard a thing.

There's supposed to be
a camera in her kennel.

She doesn't go in front of it. I think
she's sleeping under it. She's avoiding me.

You know, let's get
back to Ménage à Cinq.

But even this I can't be excited about
because I have my relationship with Russell.

- Oh, my God.
- I mean, in real life,
we are like this... tight.

But on the fantasy gridiron,
he is so abusive and mean.

It's, like, how do
you deal with that?

What are you talking about, Andre?
That's why we play fantasy football.

Okay, I threaten to
sodomize Kevin all the time.

I don't actually sodomize Kevin.

- Even if he asks?
- What?

- If he ever asked you
to put a finger up there...
- No, he doesn't ask!

- You surprise him with it?
- I'm not talking
about this with you.

- It is a sexual organ.
- Stop.

A little real
talk... Guys like it.

Just keep it all
compartmentalized, okay?

Fantasy is one thing,
business is another. You're fine.

You know what? Russell, I think,
in the spirit of being good partners,

wants to do a trade.

He wants me to give
him Keenan Allen.

Then he's gonna give
me Knowshon Moreno.

- What do you think? Good?
- Yeah, just take it.

- Take the trade, right?
- Take it.

You're the best.

You know, you and
I, we got stuff to do.

I hope those guys stay out in
the woods for a very long time.

All right, we'll hide out here,

find the highway in the morning.

This isn't working. This
iPad is not throwing heat.

If you want to survive the cold,
here's what you got to do: Huddle up.

Come on. You and me, Girl Scout.

Brian, you come cuddle with me.

Uh, no, Pete and I are closer.

Taco, you want to
cuddle for warmth?

I'm actually really hot.
I'm gonna take this off.

Oh. Yeah, okay, cool.

I'm hot too, so I'm just gonna
cuddle with myself, I think.

Look, I want you to know,
if we get outta here alive,

I'm changing my team
name... Thank you, Pete.

To "The Banging Jenny Bangers."

Oh, you know what? Asshole.

Ooh, we got a
little lovers' quarrel.

Stop it, Bruce, okay?

I'm a man who is a
little cold right now.

- Hey, can I ask you
a question?
- What?

- Are you and Tall Guy lovers?
- No!

'Cause Bruce just said
you're having a lovers' quarrel.

Rafi, Bruce is an idiot,
okay? We're not lovers.

He's just making fun
of me. Don't let him.

You need to reach deep inside
and let your inner Brian out, okay?

- Because that guy is scary.
- You're insane, Rafi.

Yeah, sometimes we all gotta be a
little insane, Brian, to get what we want.

Now let's get back down there, take your pants
off, and we'll cuddle until you fall asleep.

What? No, no. I... I'm
gonna go take a walk.

- Do you want a hot mouthful
of not-milk before bed?
- No, I wanna be by myself.

Wake up.

Time to wake up.
Hey, cut it out, man.

- Oh.
- What did you do?

Did I get my merit
badge in knot tying?

You untie me, asshole.

Untie yourself, piggy.

- You are the worst
Boy Scout ever.
- Yeah? Fat little piggy.

Oh, you are so dead.
You are so dead.

Has anybody seen
my ninny son-in-law?

Bear. Nah. Nah, he's
just a big pussycat.

No, look. Bear.

Hi. - Oh, shit.

Oh, shit! Bear!

Taco, get your gun. Good idea.

Help! Untie me!

Stand back!

Oh, yeah. Yeah, I'm
much more relaxed now.

- Your gun is a bong?
- Yeah, it's my forest bong.

- What the hell are you doing?
- Taking a picture
for my team page.

Oh, God... Oh,
we're all gonna die,

and I'm never gonna see
my Laguna Beach house.

You were never gonna see it.
You weren't gonna win the league.

I am rock-hard right
now! Anybody else?

Oh, God.

Everybody, just back
up... Slowly back up.

Ooh, welcome to Man Land.

Kevin!

It's working!

Yes!

Get out of here! Go!

Go! Yeah!

MacArthurs in the mist are back!

Holy shit! What
the hell was that?

I'll tell you what that was.
That was his inner Brian.

- That took cojones, son. You're all right in my book.
- Thanks, Bruce.

We should get out of
here though. Let's go.

- How are we gonna
get out of here?
- Uh, I got nothing.

- Wait, what's with all
this change?
- Oh, that's me.

I've been dumping it out since
we got here. I'm almost done.

That's it. We can follow the
change trail right to the highway.

Yeah. Let's go. Come on.

Hey, Ruxin, you got to untie me.

Oh, I don't have an
untying badge. Peace!

Hey, Rafi, a little
help, please?

Sorry, Tall Guy, I gotta go
murder that bear with my dick.

Run, little bear, run!

Oh, thank God it's the road.

Hey, it's a car. Hey!

Stop! Hey! Hey! Help!

Thank God. Oh, thank God.

Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

What do you know?
White men lost in the forest.

Um, please don't hurt us.

Don't worry. We're
not gonna hurt you.

- In fact, we're here
to give you a lift.
- Oh, great.

- As soon as you drop the players.
- - From our lineups?

- Which players?
- Washington!

Oh, no.

All right, guys, you
sign this paperwork,

and you two are the proud
owners of your very own wine bar.

- To Ménage à Cinq.
- Oui, oui.

Now, Andre, are you sure
you're comfortable providing...

the capital, the collateral
and the bank loan,

while Russell is
merely providing...

An overall positive attitude
and a keen nose for adventure.

Yes, I am, because we're
always looking out for each other.

- I got your back.
- I got your back.

- No, I got your back more.
- I got your back.

- I got your back more.
- See, I knew...

Okay!

Let's just sign the
paperwork. Sure.

Knowshon Moreno is injured?

You just traded him to me.

Oh, did he get injured again?

You screwed me over. How am I supposed
to trust you if I can't trust you here?

This is business.
That is fantasy.

No, it isn't. He's
injured in real life.

- Oh, it works like that?
- And you... you told me
to take this trade.

Okay, as your Realtor, I give you
solid advice on closing this deal.

When it comes to fantasy,
I am your opponent,

and Mama is gonna
get that beach house!

You know what? I'm
screwed. It's Sunday morning.

I have no one to pick
up. All right, and...

Whoa, look at this.

Ruxin just dropped
Pierre Garçon.

Pete just dropped Alfred Morris.

And Kevin dropped DeSean
Jackson? No, no, no, no.

And I'm number one
on the waiver wire.

Tefl-Andre is back.

Oh, this is gonna be great.

So, we're still doing this partnership
thing, right? Yeah, whatever.

Oh! Okay, great.

- Who does Daddy want?
- And I'm gonna sign
for you too.

Oh, look out. And here.

- "Andre."
- Look at this lineup.

Oh, how'd it go?
How was Man Land?

How'd my little ninny do, Daddy?

- Oh, Kevin's no ninny. He's a man.
- He is?

- You can go hunting
with me anytime.
- Thank you, Bruce.

Come here, babe. I missed
you so much. I missed you.

Hey.

- Let's go upstairs. Come here.
- Whoa! Who is this?

I'm Brian.

- Bye, Daddy.
- There goes my little Banger.

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