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[horns honking in distance]
[stately music playing]
- Mimosa?
[cat meows]
Mimosa?
- Hell of a morning, sisters.
- Regina! - Regina, hi.
- Hell of a morning. - Hi! Hell of a morning.
- Jezebeth!
Jahi!
You let yourself go.
- Hey, you birth 537 offspring,
and we'll see how your tits swing.
- You were always the demon of sleeping around.
Karen. - Regina.
- Look at us.
We have not all been together
since your wedding centuries ago.
Queen of Hell.
How is that going?
- Eh, things will be better
when we go back to the old ways.
Devil made Hell so disgusting and weak, right?
- [slurps] - [coughs]
- Mimosa?
- Um, everyone loves the new Hell, Regina.
- No!
Don't you miss soaking your clothes
in the blood of virgins,
making vile men pay for their sins?
- Ugh, getting blood out of anything
is a nightmare! [laughs]
- I took three lavender bubble baths last week.
Now, that's a sin.
[laughter] - That sounds pathetic.
You girls are funny. - Mimosa?
- Regina, old Hell is gone.
You holding on, that's pathetic.
- Try to fit in, honey. - [groans]
All these centuries,
I thought my sisters, of all creatures,
would feel as I do, but I am alone,
so I will try to change.
- Mimosa? - Ah!
- I will shove this mimosa up your ass
and pull it up your throat and make you drink it!
[dramatic music]
[lively music]
* *
[breathes deeply]
Good morning to Devil's allies and servants
to whom I hold no contempt!
I bring muffins.
- Oh, nice! - So generous.
- Fuck, yeah! Banana nut!
- Home-baked confections, Regina?
This is uncharacteristically domestic of you.
- Hell has changed, McKinley,
and now I finally see if I can change with it.
It is not so hard!
- Oh. Oouugh!
I think that muffin went right through me!
I gotta go, you know, poo!
[gurgling]
- Did Beans just disparage my muffins?
- Mm, it can be interpreted as such.
- Ugh, I tried, McKinley.
- Do what you must.
- Of course.
- Oh, no.
[crashing]
- [grunts]
[tense music]
* *
[glass shatters] [yelps]
- It will be a cold day
when a man insults a succubus of Hell and lives!
Is it cold out, Beans?
- Without my pants, it is.
* *
[screeching]
- Whoa! Regina! - Devil!
Ah, surprise?
I made muffins.
- I have got to install
shatterproof glass for that window.
Beans, can you breathe, buddy?
- [muffled speech]
- Administrator Orjak, repeat what you were just telling me.
- We're dealing with a 19% rise of human misery
despite the release of "Game of Thrones"
Season 8 on DVD.
We don't get it, but we do know
that throwing humans out of windows
is a negative.
- We are trying to make the humans happy,
and it's not easy.
This behavior? Not helping.
We're talking centuries of not helping.
- I was trying to be nice.
- Take him out of your butt, okay?
- Mm--ahh!
- We'll talk later.
- [sighs] Tsk, tsk.
- Wake it up! Come on!
Hell to Beans, over!
- I'm okay. - Good.
Can you have Gloria send a guy to fix the bathroom?
Somebody took such a dump,
it blew the door off its hinges.
[upbeat music]
- Tell me why you're here, Regina.
- Every time I try to hurt someone,
they say, "Regina, you need help."
Then nobody will let me kill them for saying that.
So today I will open myself up to you.
With words. Not, you know...
[rasping]
- Fascinating, but I meant, "What's wrong?"
- Oh. I am alone!
First, my sisters condemn me.
Then Devil admonished me before a lowly bureaucrat.
- Go on.
- When I married Devil, I thought I could change him.
He wanted hell to be fun. I wanted torture and screaming.
A tale as old as time.
- And you've realized you can't change him, I see.
Tell me about your penis.
- Penis? I don't have a penis.
- You don't?
Let's talk about your mother.
- I am of the First Host. I have no mother.
- Then I'm sorry,
you're giving me nothing to work with!
[glass shatters] - [screeches]
- I've heard having a hobby can relieve stress.
Go to this address.
It may be what you're looking for.
[door creaks]
- No penis? [door slams]
Whoever heard of such a thing?
- I don't get it.
[edgy music playing]
- [moaning, grunting]
[slapping]
- Ohh...
- I get it!
This is like Disneyland, but for normal people.
Ah, Jezebeth!
I knew your bubble bath routine was a lie!
- Oh, no, no, no, no, I'm just getting out some aggression.
I can only handle so many PTA bake sales
before I need to hurt somebody.
I can't swallow one more gluten-free brownie!
[whip cracks] - [groaning]
- [breathes deeply]
Regina, you will love this.
* *
[whip cracks] - [groaning]
- Ah, yes! Oh, yes.
You will learn your place with a lesson in pain.
Mm. [laughing] - [gasps] So good!
- What? - Please torture me, Mama.
I deserve it!
- You're not supposed to like it!
- Blargh! - Regina!
Oh, we better go.
- This is playpen for weak men!
It's exactly like Disneyland.
- Uh, little help?
"Blargh" was my safe word.
- So Hell still has some horrors after all.
- Why don't you stop talking and put that mouth to good use?
- [gasps]
Is that a bottle of Leviathan's spinal fluid?
Devil banned this!
- I've been saving it for a special occasion.
I opened it for you instead.
both: Lehayim! [glasses clink]
[screeching, grunting]
- Mmm, lemony.
- [hiccups]
- You kept your foreskin trophies?
Ugh. I never liked those.
- Well, they're not for you. [both laughing]
[screeching, grunting]
- And you kept your fire crystals.
- No, that's my new business.
Crystal healing.
Quartz, amethyst.
Positive energy flows in.
Negative energy flows out.
Humans can't get enough.
[both laughing] - They are so stupid.
[screeching, grunting]
- Look; you're not the only one who saved a little something.
- A gateway necklace?
- Let's go to Earth,
destroy the wills of men like we were meant to.
Deep down, I know you like it.
- Well, maybe it's the spinal fluid talking,
but I'm in!
Can we stop at Body Works?
- No! [whirring]
[both moaning]
- [groans]
[both laughing]
- It's natural!
- No, it's not.
This only happens to you.
For shame! - [gasps] Ah!
I'm gonna have emotional issues about this
for the rest of my life!
- And erectile dysfunction. [laughing]
Don't forget the erectile dysfunction.
[both laughing]
[whirring]
- Wake up, lover.
- Huh? Who are you?
- Harold, you old, cheating bastard!
- [cackling] - I want a divorce.
- You're 93.
You want to spend the last month of your life alone?
- My goiter has more integrity than you!
[both laughing]
- This is small potatoes.
Let's have some real fun.
[whirring]
- I can't compete with your goiter.
You know that.
[whirring]
- Oh, Crimea... let me stroke your peninsula.
Mm...
- Vladimir.
Vladimir...
- Ugh! Who are you?
- Putin with the big... [hiccups] Missiles.
Launch a missile for me, Putin?
- Blegh. Who's his decorator?
A menstrual cycle?
- Shh, I'm seducing him.
Make a world war for me, Putie.
- Make him organize his closet.
The fuck hangs a suit on a wire hanger?
- Beth! Act like a succubus!
* *
[retches] - Okay.
This was a mistake.
[whirring]
- Everybody freeze!
- You're fired.
- Nuts.
[siren wails in distance]
- Ugh.
I don't even know who I am anymore.
- Yes! Yes!
Unauthorized travel to Earth is forbidden!
Final energy surge was pinpointed here,
and, well, something needs to be done about her.
- You're right.
This has gone far enough.
- Ah! Sir?
- I have been a real shit to her!
- Ahh! [screams]
- I've been ignoring her needs!
- Why?
- I should be supporting her
and punishing anyone who disrespects her!
Right? - Yes! No!
I mean, yes! But, um--ahh!
* *
- My hellfire rages anew!
- Ahh! It hurts, it hurts!
- Burn, baby, burn!
- I will try to follow your plan,
but I cannot surrender who I am.
- I love who you are. - [screaming]
It burns, it burns, it burns!
Ahh!
[both moaning softly]
- [clears throat] May I go now?
[moaning, slurping]
Glad to be part of the team.
* *
- Hey God.
A wise man once said,
"Bitches be cray,"
but I think men are just as cray
when they say, "Bitches be cray."
Am I using "cray" correctly?
Please advise.
[whip cracks] - Ow!
- [laughing] - I'd rather not be doing this.
- Yes, object to this activity!
Object to it!
- I do object!
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