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Oh, no!

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Oh, no! No!

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Vodka, scotch, gin.

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Mmm.

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I cannot wait to roll a fat blunt.

I'm gonna get even more drunk than I did

last weekend when I went to see Steel Panther.

Oh, I hope Jenna doesn't puke this time.

Last time she got it all over her hair.

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Yeah.

She's always such a mess.

She fell asleep with it in her face,

like, all the time.

Oh, hey, there she is.

Our hostess.

- Hi! - Hey, guys.

- Hey, what's up? - Come on in.

What up, chica?

- Come on in.

- Oh, man. - You guys like it?

- Oh, my gosh.

- Whoa. - This is nuts.

Oh, my God.

Talk about going all out.

Right?

- What's the deal?

- Put your stuff anywhere.

Make yourself comfortable, girls.

- Oh, I will, and I am.

- Wow, you don't fuck around, do you?

- It's not a party till Miss Catalina arrives.

You know that.

- I feel you on that. - Hey.

- I practically had to twist her nipple

to get her to make a store run.

- Well, I'm glad someone thought of food.

- I'm an herbal diet.

- Oh, well, when you're getting your little munchies later,

you're gonna be kissing Rocky's feet.

- When are the boys coming?

- Oh, right, the boys. Um...

- Please tell me there are boys coming.

- Actually, I thought we'd have a girls' night.

You know how my mom and I make the haunted house every year?

- The house that dripped horrors, right?

- Yeah, that's us. - Cool.

- Tonight is the house of dripping hoes.

Nice.

- Yeah, well, anyway, it's pretty much how we

pay our bills every year, but there was an emergency,

so my mom had to go out of town for the entire week,

so there's no way that I could put all these decorations up

by myself in time for Halloween.

- So you recruited us to do your dirty work?

- Yeah.

Kind of.

Yes.

- That's some bullshit, girl.

- I think it'll be awesome.

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- Come on, you guys, this can be fun.

- Yeah, but I did wear these fuck-me heels for nothing.

- We can still put them to good use.

- By doing what? Shoving them up your butt?

I don't swing that way, and I won't swing that way.

- You can make Cat's kitty purr anytime you want.

Meow.

- Ugh.

Come on, you guys.

This is gonna be great. We can watch movies.

We can--we can put all the stuff up and we can, you know--

- And what? - Get really messed up.

I've got a whole stock of booze in the kitchen.

- Sweet, thanks. - Oh, okay.

- So you guys are gonna help?

- Hell yeah.

- I'm in.

Okay, whatever.

I'm in.

- Wait a minute.

Where's Giselle?

- Oh, right.

Well, I kind of sort of didn't invite her.

You know, I mean, I love her to death,

but she doesn't exactly like to get her hands dirty,

so I figured we'd get more done without her.

- You know she's gonna go batshit on your ass

when she finds out.

- Yeah, she'll go spaz on all our asses.

- Just so our stories are straight, I was never here.

- Okay, well, if we get it done, then I won't say a peep,

but if we don't, who knows.

- Okay, little miss blackmail.

We already said we'd help.

- Sweet. Okay.

And just one last thing:

just to get in the spirit of things, check these out.

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What?

Aren't they cool?

Whoa, these are rad.

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- Wow, thanks, Jenn.

- Yeah, thank you.

These are so cool.

They're not for the haunted house though, okay?

I just found them in my mom's stuff

and I knew they'd look better on your guys.

Oh, I like the beads on yours.

- Yeah? - Sexy, yeah.

- I wish I could see it.

You guys look really awesome.

- I think mine's the scurry one.

Oh, thanks.

- Yours is kind of scary, but it's like a scary queen.

Can you move the mouth?

- Hang on.

Hello.

- That's awesome. - Boo!

Yeah. You're kind of crooked, Jenn.

Oh.

Yeah.

- Let's get sloppy. - Yeah.

- Yeah, why don't you guys make yourselves comfy

and I'll go get the booze.

- Sounds good. - I'll get the carbs.

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Let's get this party started.

♪ ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ Fired up, fired up ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ Fired up, fired up ♪

♪ Come on ♪

- She said get comfy, right?

♪ Come on ♪

♪ Fired up, fired up ♪

♪ Bombay ♪

♪ Fired up, fired up, come on ♪

♪ Bloodline, baby ♪

♪ Fire it up, fire it up come on ♪

♪ Bloodline, baby ♪

♪ Fired up, fired up come on ♪

♪ Give me that bom, bom, bom, bom, bom, bom ♪

♪ Bombay ♪

♪ Freshly showered, smell couture ♪

♪ Took about an hour to get dressed and get gone ♪

♪ It's a whole lot of power in the sex version ♪

♪ We wrote ♪

♪ This song, we deep, Hollywood-bound ♪

♪ Just to make their jaws ♪

♪ Drop it hard ♪

- Yeah! - Whoo!

- I love this song.

- Love this party.

♪ There's bottles of Grey Goose and the cranberries ♪

♪ Flow it continually ♪

♪ That Goose IV, best way to get it started ♪

♪ From the booth I surveyed ♪

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- Thanks for having us over, Jenn.

- Are you kidding?

I love having you guys over.

It's kind of hard when my mom's around.

- Why do you say that?

- Well, I love her to death,

but since my dad's been gone,

some people might think she's a little weird.

- In what way?

- Well, most of the stuff outside

is for the haunted house,

but my mom is one of these people who celebrates Halloween

all year long.

- That's not so weird, I guess.

I mean, I know a lot of people like that.

Tattoos, black lipstick...

Sunset Boulevard is full of vampire-looking creeps.

- Yeah, but it's more than that.

Like, my mom's into palm reading,

tarot cards, séances,

riding brooms and eating children.

Okay, I'm kidding about the brooms and children part.

All right.

- Seriously, she's, like, really into it.

Kind of creeps me out.

- To each her own, I guess.

Come on.

Those bitches are starting the party without us.

- Okay, I'll be right there.

And things got pretty heated between me and the slut.

I mean, she was all up in my face arguing with me big time.

Like, she was ready to throw down on my ass.

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Finally I just had to sit her down and say,

"Look, dude, the code tangent is X over Y

if the corners of the right triangle are BAC, you dig?"

Imagine.

Girl trying to school me on trig.

I would've slapped her if I didn't think I'd break a nail.

- Shit, girl didn't know she was messing with a math whiz.

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Hell,

I can't even figure out a tip at a restaurant.

- Like you ever have to pay for your own dinner.

- Truth.

- Somebody say, "Hey!"

all: Hey!

Diets are to be ignored tonight, ladies.

- Diet? Who diets?

- A body like that and she doesn't diet?

- I hate you.

- Come on, guys. Let's get started.

Yes, gin.

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- Ew.

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- It's not gross from where I'm standing.

- Ew!

♪ ♪

- Hey, you guys,

come check this out.

- What is it?

I don't know. It might not even work.

What?

- Oh, my God. - Oh, my God.

Bitch. Oh, my God.

- I guess it still works. - Holy shit.

- Yeah, I guess so. - That is awesome.

Oh, my God.

- That was not cool. - It wasn't that scary.

Come on. - Eh, okay.

Think I just shat myself.

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- Ooh, check this one out. Wicked.

- Oh, a new addition to the haunted house.

I haven't even seen these yet.

Ooh, these are gonna scare the crap out of the little kids.

- Not just the kids. Barf.

- What's the matter, honey? Too scary for you?

- More like too silly.

Who would be afraid of this stuff?

That's not funny.

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Silly, huh?

Seemed pretty scared to me.

- Okay, I admit it. I was a little scared.

Good one, Kiana.

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Whoa, okay.

Okay.

Nice. Thank you.

- Scary, right?

Oh, my God.

- That's awesome. That's enough.

- That one's good too. - Pretty scary, right?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- All right, you guys. - Twice in one day.

Let's get back to work.

- By the way, Jenn, don't you think

this crystal ball would look perfect

in the center of the room?

- Whoa, whoa, that's my mom's crystal ball.

Be careful.

- Well, don't you think it's hidden here?

- Honestly, I think we should just leave it where it is

because it's not even part of the haunted house

and she'd freak out if she knew we were touching it.

What do you mean?

It's perfect for the centerpiece of the room.

It's beautiful.

- Cat, you wouldn't know beautiful balls

if they slapped you on the ass.

- You're right.

I gave up balls a long time ago,

but I do love huge, heaving orbs.

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- Seriously, you guys, she loves that thing more than anything.

Like, she talks to it all day long.

Full-on conversations.

To be honest, it kind of freaks me out.

Like, I feel like it's watching my every move.

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Oh, my God, you guys, it's my mom.

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- Hi, Mom.

- Hi, honey. - How's everything going there?

Fine, but the question is how are things there?

- Oh, you know, it's coming along.

They need to be. We open a week from tonight.

- I know, Mom. Everything will be ready.

It better, and I don't want any boys there

while I'm away.

It'd just distract you from your duties.

- Okay, got it. No boys.

And that goes double for your girlfriends.

They're worse, especially that Catatonia.

- Mom, it's Catalina, not Catalonia.

- Shh. - What was that?

- What was what?

I heard laughter.

Is somebody there with you?

- No, Mom, noth--nobody's here.

You listen to me, missy.

Nobody better be. I'll find out, you know.

I have eyes and ears in that house.

I know, Mom.

Nothing escapes the wicked, wondrous gaze

of the crystal ball.

You got that right, young lady.

The crystal ball tells it all.

You didn't touch it, did you? - No, of course not.

It's probably lonely without me.

- I'll take good care of it, Mom.

I promise.

You just stay away from it.

I have to get going.

Your aunt will be out of the hospital today.

- Okay, well, stop fussing.

I promise everything will be ready, okay?

Better be. And remember, I'll find out.

- Okay, love you too. Bye.

See, you guys? I told you.

She loves that thing way too much.

- I don't know.

I think it's kind of cute.

Maybe you just got to get to know it better.

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- Hey, if you break that, I am in deep crap.

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Yeah, boobs.

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- Whatever, you guys.

Hey, what is this?

Open it.

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You have such beautiful eye.

- That thing is really gross.

- Hey, we could put it right here on the pedestal.

- Oh, yeah. - Keep watch over us.

- Mm-hmm. Oh, hang on.

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Oh, it's a DVD of the movie.

- What movie?

- "The Killer Eye," dur.

- They made a movie out of that thing?

- They make movies out of everything.

I saw one once where this evil bong sucked people inside of it

when you smoked out of it.

- What was inside?

- Naked bitches.

So hot.

- That's my kind of horror movie.

- I love those movies.

Hey, I think we can call it a night, right?

Maybe we should just stop decorating for a while

and watch it.

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- It's not exactly a chick flick.

- It's more like a dick flick.

- Come on, don't be bitches, bitches.

It's probably, like, really cool

with lots of blood and brains and--

- Boobies?

- Well, we can only hope. - Come on, you guys.

Come on, Jenn's under a lot of stress.

It's probably gonna be great.

Everyone in favor, raise your hand and say, "I."

- I. - I.

- Okay, but I'm not saying it. - Come on.

- Does somebody think she's too cool for school?

Whatever.

I.

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- Tonight's feature presentation is "The Killer Eye."

It's about...

a gigantic eyeball that lives

in the eighth dimension. - Eighth dimension?

Don't we have enough trouble with the three we're living in?

- Don't forget the fourth: time.

- So what's the fifth?

- Twilight zone, of course.

- My bad.

- Don't ask me what six and seven are.

I have no idea.

- Okay, so the eyeball's from the eighth dimension.

Why are we watching this again?

- 'Cause it's fun.

The eyeball lives off some kind of electrical power.

It sends people into a trance, kills some of them,

and impregnates the women

so that killer eyes can invade our world.

- Like a sexy version of "The Body Snatchers."

- Hell, in our current mental state,

it's bound to be a fucking classic.

- Oh, wait.

We can't watch it yet.

Killer eye wants to watch too.

He loves to watch.

He's a peeping peeper.

The shit that turns you on, girl.

Unreal.

Never thought I'd have a nympho-nerd

for one of my homegirls.

- Um, geek, please.

- Geeks are hot.

- Nerds are not. - Mm-hmm.

I think he's kind of cute

in a round sort of way.

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Okay, now we are ready for our main attraction.

- Here we go.

- Ooh. - ♪ Dun-dun ♪

- You guys, shh. - ♪ The killer eye ♪

Shh, you guys. Shh.

Oh, my God, Jacqueline Lovell or something.

Jonathan Norman.

Are you gonna talk through the whole thing?

Maybe.

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- Richard Chasen. - Shh.

I think he's gay.

I bought these off this guy with this killer van

down by this beach.

Man, this shit looks like butt, man.

You know anybody who's got crystal meth?

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Oh, my gosh, is she dead?

Is that a Siberian Husky?

What?

She's dead or roofied, one of the two.

It's roofied.

Does he know that giant eyeball's there?

Boobies! Whoa!

I thought this was rated PG.

♪ ♪

And see, Siberian Husky.

What did I say?

♪ ♪

Oh, God.

Oh, my God, there's lightning shooting

from her nipples.

What's that?

That's the grossest penis I've ever seen.

♪ ♪

He is not hot.

He's go all up in his--

Yeah, is he sweaty or-- I don't get it.

It looks like he rubbed Crisco--

What is going on?

This is the least scary--you put this movie in.

I think it's freaking amazing.

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Jenna, you have such a huge boner for this movie.

Shut up.

You can't deny this is cinema genius.

- Yeah. - Ew.

What is that doing to her?

Yeah, but the thing we couldn't figure out

is what are we gonna use for bait?

- You. - What?

- Well, if we find somewhere dark, like the attic,

where we know the eye is sure to show up.

We know it's obviously attracted to you.

- Yeah, I'm real flattered, but--

- And when it does show up, we exit, trap the eye,

lock the door, set up the book--

And run like hell, I hope.

Oh, we'll have about five minutes

before the bomb goes off, and that should give us

enough time to be outside of the bomb-blast radius.

- And what if it isn't?

- Quite frankly, the explosion will be so huge

you wouldn't even feel or see a thing.

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So Rita and I are gonna go up to the attic.

I want the rest of you to stay right here

and don't move until we have trapped the eye.

You got that?

- What if I got to take a pee?

- You hold it.

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- What about when I was in the street kid's head?

I mean, didn't that, like, recharge it?

- No. No, the kid was already dead.

There's no active brain cells,

so it needs active brain cells in order to energize it.

- And how does it pull that off?

Oh, I just wear my socks in bed?

- What? - What?

I hate it when guys do that.

Like, what are you thinking?

Ooh, I know how he got this part.

♪ Casting couch ♪ CATALINA: ♪ Richard ♪

Richard Chasen.

♪ ♪

He's about to whack off to this eye.

- I'm riveted. - I'm kind of scared.

No homo.

Or homo, you know what I mean?

Who's that?

- Ew! - Ugh.

♪ ♪

Oh, my God, zoom into your face.

Hey.

That eye's really big.

Yeah.

Man, why haven't I seen him in anything else?

Whoa.

Whoa, I didn't see that coming.

Jersey Shore's going down.

Whoa.

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- Sucks.

- What are you talking about?

I'm loving it.

- Are you serious, girlfriend?

This movie is about as fun as going down on '80s bush.

♪ ♪

Well, from my perspective. It isn't fun.

♪ ♪

- Hey, did you hear that?

- I didn't hear anything but a pervert eyeball

squishing around.

- Maybe what we need is a different soundtrack.

That's what I'm talking about.

♪ ♪

♪ Oh ♪ MAN: ♪ All right ♪

♪ All right ♪

♪ Want a piece? I can give you ♪

♪ Feel the freeze, it's Van Cleef ♪

- Hey, turn that down.

♪ Take a picture ♪

♪ If you sell it you'll get rich ♪

♪ I've got money, I've got friends ♪

♪ I got claws, I got game ♪

♪ ♪

- Teach me how to Dougie.

- Oh, I can teach you more than that, girl.

♪ Love me, love me ♪

♪ You're making money, say ♪

- You guys, be careful around that.

If we break it, we don't have to worry

about Giselle finding out.

My mom's gonna kill us.

- That's for you, Jenna.

♪ Oh ♪

♪ All right, all right ♪

- You tease.

- Oh! - Holy shit.

- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, I am so sorry.

- It's--

- Here.

- Okay.

♪ Locking up the game ♪

♪ Catching fame and watch my haters double ♪

♪ Headline around the world ♪

- Oh, hey, hey, look.

Did you guys see that?

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Um...

I don't-- I guess it was nothing.

- I told you that weed was good, girl.

Yeah, that must be it.

- Let's get this in the wash, okay?

- No, it's okay. It's just...

- No, I've got stuff for you you can borrow.

- I don't need to wear your clothes.

It's fine. - I don't care.

You can have them if you want.

- Well, I definitely need to take a shower.

This stuff is really sticky.

- Okay, it's not a problem.

Let's go.

- Oh, you might want to pause that

otherwise the plot might get us all confused.

♪ Making money, money ♪

♪ Make you famous, babe ♪

- Cock.

♪ Make it famous ♪

♪ Money, money ♪

- I got to go make a drink.

- Double cock. I'm out.

Now what am I supposed to suck on?

- Why don't you just give those things up?

They're gonna rot your teeth anyways.

- I have a wicked oral fixation.

Besides, I like to think of it as practice.

- Okay, well, why don't we go make me a drink

and find something for you to practice on.

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Stupid thing.

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Can't believe they didn't invite me

to this party.

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Jesus.

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Freaky.

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♪ ♪

Hey!

- Oh, shit!

Girl, you nearly freaked me out of my skin.

Knock next time.

What are you doing?

Peeping on me, perv?

- No, I was just telling you

that your clothes are laid out for you.

- That couldn't have waited?

- Well, maybe I was peeping.

Just a little.

♪ ♪

Should find that wall.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

What the hell are you screaming about?

- Hey, hey! Quit--

quit that!

- See anything peculiar around here?

Yeah.

- Right, dumb question.

Well, wh--what are you looking for anyway?

The killer eye.

- The killer what? - Killer eye.

It's this big eyeball floating around

diddling everybody.

I don't know anything about a killer eye,

but right now I got a killer buzz.

You're pathetic.

Hey, you can't just come in here

and call me names like that. I'm telling Joe.

Where is he anyway?

- He's next door keeping an eye on Jane.

♪ ♪

- Thank you.

♪ ♪

What are you doing?

Massage.

♪ ♪

- There's something awfully familiar about this.

Morton would wring your neck if he caught you.

Mine too.

Roll over.

- Listen, Joe, you're a really nice guy,

but I love my husband, understand?

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Somebody help me!

Help me!

♪ ♪

- You killed my best friend, you stupid bitch!

♪ ♪

It doesn't seem to be growing very weak to me.

- Jane.

- I'm okay.

- But it's not any weaker 'cause it's just gonna recharge

from Joe's brain matter.

So what's that mean?

- It means your friend's brain has been sucked dry.

- Is--is he gonna be okay?

- He's dead, you moron. - This is serious.

It's killing people, it's attacking the women.

We can't afford to play around with this thing anymore, Doc.

We got to call somebody.

Dead body in the attic or not.

What the hell is going on around here?

- What the hell?

Let's just head out for the front entrance.

This eye could be waiting for us anywhere.

We'll stick together, keep the lights on.

We definitely have.

- Ugh, gross.

Oh, my God.

Everybody, just relax.

♪ ♪

Your lights! Hit it with your lights!

- Hey, Kiana!

- What?

Did you do something with the eye?

Your eye?

What the fuck's wrong with your eye?

- Not my eye, the killer eye replica!

- I don't know nothing about it.

- Well, okay, fine.

- Get your ass in here and get your booze!

♪ ♪

- Tramp's tripping. That thing isn't even hers.

♪ ♪

- Your lights! Hit it with your lights!

Don't let it get away!

♪ ♪

- Ooh, come to mama.

Did you find your suckers?

- I haven't found shit up in here.

- Happy hunting.

- This totally sucks.

♪ ♪

Oh, shit.

♪ ♪

- I see you. Get your ass in here.

♪ ♪

- Saw cars out front.

Looked like a party.

Nobody parties without the Gis.

- Ew, that sounds so gross. - What up, Kiana?

- Don't bother me, skank. I'm busy.

- Look, I just came to party.

- It isn't really a party.

- Could've fooled me.

- Well, Jenna just asked us to come over and help her

and help her set up the haunted house,

and she knew you weren't into that shit.

- What shit? - Anything that resembles work.

She got that right.

- So if you want to go upstairs and talk to her,

I'm sure she won't mind if you stay.

She better not.

Come on. Let's go.

♪ ♪

Okay, so be prepared to be really creeped out.

I'm so afraid.

Ta-da!

♪ ♪

A lot of work went into this, just so you know.

- Seriously. Kind of dramatic.

- Speaking of dramatic, let's not make this dramatic.

Just go talk to Jenn and everything will be cool.

- All right, make me a drink, 'kay?

Make it neat.

♪ ♪

- Slut.

♪ ♪

- God...

damn...

it.

♪ ♪

Dear lollie gods,

please bestow upon me your sweet, bountiful nectar.

I know this may sound silly to ask for,

but I really need something hard in my mouth right now.

♪ ♪

You know what I mean.

♪ ♪

Wow.

♪ ♪

Oh, my God.

Holy shit, lollie gods, you guys don't fuck around.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Yeah.

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♪ ♪

- We have to bring all this stuff downstairs.

I told you that would fit.

- My ass looks so totally delish in this.

- I know, it looks perfect.

- You're welcome to try a piece.

- I told you I don't swing that way.

It's one thing to admire from afar,

but I don't need to know it up close and personal.

- Not even bi-curious?

- Not even.

Well, let me know when we're the last

two survivors in Earth, okay?

- Thanks, tramp.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, Cat.

♪ ♪

- No, man, it's my bad. You're right.

I shouldn't come onto you like that.

♪ ♪

- No, it's okay. I like it.

♪ ♪

You really shouldn't be such a tease.

You know how bad I want you.

- I'm not teasing.

- But what about all that stuff you just said

about last two bitches on Earth

and all of that bullshit? Like...

- Bitch can change her mind.

Right.

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- Seriously? What the--

- Gis!

♪ ♪

- What's going on here, you guys?

- I--it just happened.

- Three's company.

- Unless you grow a monster dick,

I'm not interested.

- I--I--I--

- No, you don't have to explain to me, hot crotch.

What happened?

- Hey, I wasn't that bad.

Um, what's going on here,

and why wasn't I invited?

- Honestly, I have no idea.

We were trying to put the haunted house together,

and I guess things got out of hand.

- I guess so.

♪ ♪

- Did you guys just hear something?

♪ ♪

Come on, let's get a drink.

♪ ♪

Are you coming, Cat?

- I'm--I'll be down in a minute.

I'm gonna relax here for a second.

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- I have other things to do.

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♪ ♪

- What in the blazes are you doing?

♪ ♪

Where are your clothes, slut?

Hello?

Anybody in there?

♪ ♪

Hey, Jenn! Get in here!

♪ ♪

- Whoa, What's wrong with her? - I don't know.

One minute she was her normal, annoying self,

and the next minute she's whoring it up.

- She looks like she's in some kind of trance.

♪ ♪

- Shit.

Tramp is just high or something.

♪ ♪

- You're looking good tonight,

bitch known as Rocky.

- Are you insane?

Okay, you two are punking me, right?

- Me and Gis?

You know she doesn't have a sense of humor.

Okay, so then you tell me what's wrong with her then.

- Nothing's wrong, sexy.

♪ ♪

You're too stressed out,

bitch known as Rocky.

I cold help you calm down.

- Oh, shut your whore hole.

I'm gonna punch you in the cooter, I swear to God.

♪ ♪

Unbe-fucking-lievable.

♪ ♪

The eye doesn't understand our world.

It's still young. - What the fuck?

- Wait, what do you mean it's still young?

- It's still learning. - Learning about what?

- About us.

About itself.

About what it can do,

and if we don't do what it wants,

it will kill us. - Whoa.

- The bitch known as Jenna knows how serious this is,

and you will, too,

once you look over there.

- There's your goddamn toy!

I could be running.

- Wait, wait. Don't stare right into it.

- Stare at it?

I'm gonna shove this up the ugly thing's butt.

- No, Rocky, don't!

Oh, my God!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Oh!

- Hey, Jenna. What's up?

- Where's Rocky?

- I'm filled with desire.

Come on.

Let's bang.

- Jesus H, snap out of it!

What--what'd you do that for?

- It's the eye, the replica I got.

Somehow it's come to life.

I don't know how, but it has,

and it put you under a trance and it killed Rocky.

♪ ♪

Don't look at the TV!

Giselle!

Oh, my God! Oh!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Let's rub donuts.

- Would you knock it off?

- Man, you're a real downer.

- I'm sorry, but this worked the last time.

♪ ♪

We have to leave.

- I'm gonna go upstairs and get Catalina,

and there's something of my dad's I think might help us.

- Hurry up and be careful.

♪ ♪

- Cat, come on, we've got to go!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Watch it!

I know you're there, you little bastard!

♪ ♪

Fuck you!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Rocky?

But you...

- But I'm fine.

♪ ♪

Nothing happened to me in the next room.

♪ ♪

Don't you want to fuck me?

♪ ♪

Just a little?

♪ ♪

Weird-ass ho.

♪ ♪

- Hmm.

♪ ♪

I think I look hot.

♪ ♪

The eye wants something.

- Jesus Christ. Here we go.

- It wants something from you, bitch known as Giselle.

It wants something from all of us.

- Oh, yeah? And what's that?

- It wants to procreate with us.

Procreate?

You still don't get it.

This is going to happen.

- My ass it will!

- Ooh, your ass.

♪ ♪

- Don't fight it, Giselle!

- Hey! Let me go!

Fuck you!

♪ ♪

- Jordan, I'm scared.

- Oh, don't be afraid.

I won't let anything happen to you.

- You know, I have a confession to make.

I mean, since we might be getting blown to bits and all.

I haven't been the most faithful wife in the world.

- I know.

- And, you know, you haven't been the most loving husband.

- I know that too.

- And I was--I was thinking maybe we should get a divorce.

Wow. - Yeah, that good for you?

- Real good.

♪ ♪

Mmm.

Oh, it's never been like this.

Oh.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Don't be afraid, Rita.

It's not an evil being.

It let me look into its mind.

- What'd it just do to me?

- It had certain needs,

and it asked me to help it,

and in exchange it's gonna help me,

and so I did it.

I did it, Rita.

It's gonna show me how to open up a real portal

to the eighth dimension.

I mean, isn't this great?

The whole world full of these little guys everywhere you look?

- What are you talking about?

- This eye.

It's not here by accident.

♪ ♪

- Rocky?

♪ ♪

Rocky?

♪ ♪

Rocky?

♪ ♪

We're leaving.

♪ ♪

- It doesn't want us to leave, Jenna.

♪ ♪

Put that down.

- Not on your life.

- I said put it down.

♪ ♪

- Hey!

Get off of me! Stop it!

- Don't fight it, Jenna.

Do what it says! - No!

- Listen to it, Jenna!

- No!

Open your eyes!

Get off of me!

Open your eyes!

♪ ♪

- Cat?

- Wakey wakey.

Time to get nakey.

- Jenna just went upstairs to get you.

I'm not there.

- Obviously.

We have to get Jenna and get out of here.

Jenna can wait.

This can't.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Stop it! - No!

- Look at it, Jenna!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Giselle!

We have to--

♪ ♪

Oh, no!

Oh, no! No!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- I think it's over.

- I turned that freaky-deaky pervert into jelly.

I thought you took off on me. - Never.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Let's go. It's party time.

- Mount up, fellas. - What up?

It's taxation without representation.

♪ Come on, fired up, fired up ♪

♪ Come on, fired up, fired up Come on ♪

♪ Look alive ♪ MAN: ♪ Fired up, fired up ♪

♪ Come on, fired up, fired up ♪

♪ Bombay ♪

♪ Fired up, fired up, come on ♪

♪ Bloodline, baby ♪

♪ Fired up, fired up Come on ♪

♪ Look alive, baby ♪

♪ Fired up, fired up Come on ♪

♪ Give me that bom, bom, bom, bom, bom, bom ♪

♪ Bombay ♪

♪ Freshly showered Smell couture ♪

♪ Took about an hour to get dressed and get gone ♪

♪ It's a whole lot of power in the sex version ♪

♪ We wrote ♪ MAN: ♪ This song ♪

♪ We deep, Hollywood-bound, hit the town ♪

♪ It's hot ♪

♪ You can tell from the line wrapped around ♪

♪ This spot ♪

♪ Valet park just to make their jaws ♪

♪ Drop it hard ♪ MAN: ♪ Get it popping ♪

♪ Straight to the bar for preliminaries ♪

♪ And the BMCs headed to the VIP ♪

♪ There's bottles of Grey Goose and the cranberries ♪

♪ Flow it continually ♪

♪ That Goose IV, best way to get it started ♪

♪ From the booth I surveyed the room ♪

♪ I see you got it Yeah, you ♪

♪ Grab your girl, too, come on, let's party ♪

♪ With all that body ♪

♪ This for my peoples who be living Bombay ♪

♪ Tell my man what you drinking 'cause this round's on me ♪

♪ Got my hands on the stick in that 5RE ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ Give me that bom, bom, bom, bom, bom, bom ♪

♪ Bombay ♪

♪ This for my peoples who be living Bombay ♪

♪ Tell my man what you drinking 'cause this round's on me ♪

♪ Got my hands on the stick in that 5RE ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ Bom, bom, bom, bom, bom, bom ♪

♪ Bombay ♪

♪ After party Back to the hut ♪

♪ Truckload of hotties hot for me ♪

♪ See you want to focus ♪

♪ However many bodies we can fit up in the truck ♪

♪ 'Cause the whole Camaro ♪ What?

♪ Roscoe's to go, I can't go wrong ♪

♪ Order 'bout an hour ago, it takes so long ♪

♪ It's the late-night plate that's worth the wait though ♪

♪ 'Cause, oh ♪ MAN: ♪ It's so bomb ♪

♪ A-okay with chicks that go both ways ♪

♪ Don't play your booty if you out of get paid ♪