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Previously on Foursome,

we made it Beach Island and unfortunately,

so did my old habit of picking my bae

over the vacay.

You guys go ahead.

I'm gonna go check in with Kent.

While I was busy getting busy,

the foursome was getting invited

to the local party.

- Leave the city slicker at home.

- While we were focused on getting me invited,

the Bulletin Kids were focused on us.

- Frame the Foursome with sabatoge.

- Luckily, it all ended up acabre.

Don't punish my friends.

They've been there for me through three seasons.

- You can come in.

? Do you have fun out in the sun,

? Do you have fun in the sun

? Do you have fun out in the sun

- Uh, hot damn.

I think it's about time I get some--

- Cocktails?

- We both know that wasn't what I was going to say.

- Take a pic with me.

I haven't sent Kent a photo in 23 minutes

and I don't want him to forget about me.

- Hey, desperate, I think you're being

a little bit extra with all these selfies.

But since I'm the only one

who can up the scorch factor of this pic,

I'm down.

- Sent, another direct deposit

made into said ex wank bank.

- Another Cowabunga cup, please.

- Here you go.

- Whoa, Court, pace yourself.

- If you finish it, it's free.

- Okay, I see you.

You blue crushed it.

- Whoa.

Tinkle time!

I don't need a bathroom to pee.

Look, I'm so sorry about this golden shower,

but this is an emergency, okay?

- So what did the recon mission turn up?

- Ew, seriously, Davit?

Gross.

- Know what you need?

Eyeshadow.

Oops.

- Gotcha.

- Dakota, do you want sausage in your eggs?

- Why you cooking, mediocre looking?

- I'm making my besties breakfast

because I'm proving to you that I'm here for you,

fully invested, all in.

- Basically you're beating those eggs instead of beating off

I get it.

I gotta explode this load, too.

- You've been creamed.

- No time for chow.

I just matched with a banging banana boy.

I gotta go cream his coconut.

- Gross.

How are you feeling, Court?

Cause you look like shit.

- Thank you.

I used to never get hangovers when I was 12.

- Hi.

- Uh, no turn down service.

Come back later?

- If it isn't Tinklebell herself.

- What are you all doing here?

- The Tamand Floats Big Head statue has fallen.

The statue is a local favorite,

representing surfing legend Tamand Floats,

who coined the island phrase, acabre.

The islanders take it really seriously,

thinking it brings good juju

to those who rub and admire it.

Carved from the tallest tree on Bone Mountain,

it is one of a kind and irreplaceable.

Well, actually, it's a $500 fee.

Hate to be the Mayor of Bummertown,

but we know you took a tipsy tinkle on Tam.

- That's not me!

- Oh.

- You couldn't have brushed your teeth?

- We've caught you, blue mouthed and red handed.

- We would've had a real whodunit

if it weren't for--

- Did it!

Me, I'm the one.

- Well, technically he took the picture,

but I actually contribute more to--

- Alrightyroo, golden bandit,

let's shepherd you back to the scene of the crime.

- Off to the stinky Tiki!

- It's gonna be extra stinky now.

Because of the pee.

- What?

Acid piddle is a minor side effect of No-Ov.

My BC.

- Maybe you should try NuvaRing.

- Then I'd wear her like jewelry.

- Court, this is like the 37th time

that your drunken bathroom habits

have gotten us into some kind of trouble.

We're still Bed, Bath and Banned,

because you weed on all of the soaps.

- Blood sis, you know my bladder is shaped like a lima bean.

That's why I have such an echo chamber.

- Look, you guys can't actually be upset about this thing

I mean, it looks like a Reba McEntire bobblehead.

- The giant melon is no joke.

This is an accurate depiction of a legend.

You will feel the wrath of Tamand Floats

if you don't reverse your karma.

- But how?

- You pay a $500 fine.

- Or you will be cursed.

- Mainly, you'll be kicked off the island.

- Finally!

- Because of the curse.

- It's actually because of the one law the island has.

Don't disrespect the statue or pay $500 by sunset.

- Why sunset?

- Because of the curse.

- I'll pulling a Zack Morris.

Time out!

- That doesn't work in real life, Court.

- She realizes we're not actually frozen, right?

- Just give her a moment and let her work it out.

- Time in!

I got it.

- That's not enough.

And also, it's very sweaty.

- You have T minus 11 hours until the sun sets.

When it does, the bad juju kicks in.

Your head will slowly begin to expand.

You know what?

I'm out of here.

I don't want Tam mixing us up.

My head's already fat enough.

- The whole town is like this.

It would behoove you to pay the fine.

Once they think you're cursed,

you're done here.

- Dammit!

I missed my window with Kent.

Uh, I mean, I'm totally here for you.

I am absolutely balancing friendships and relationships.

- What are we gonna do?

- Look, we got this.

We're gonna go tell Dakota and then he's gonna tell us.

- No, we can't tell Dakota about this.

He already hates how I make water on stuff all te time.

He's always like, dang, girl, don't pee on my leg.

- What, when was that?

- I don't know, Andie!

Is that really what we're focusing on right now?

That was yesterday!

- Okay, we'll table it, we'll table it.

Just like I'm tabling calling Kent back for 30 minutes

because of your urine.

Look, we got this.

Let's just think of how we can make some money.

- How are we gonna make five hundo by sunset?

I'm so stressed.

Ooh.

Keep the change.

- Court, why did you just give our server a 150% tip?

- Ooh, she seemed like she needed it.

- What?

We can't be spending money like that!

No more distractions!

Let's focus.

Oh, I have to take this.

- Can I get you guys anything?

- Absolutely not.

How ideal.

This group is so lazy and none of them

have any practical life skills.

- All we have to do is ensure that they don't get the money

and by the stroke of sunset,

they'll be gone.

- Then what will we do?

- Uh, sorry.

That was, I don't even know.

I think Kent and I are having a hard time

when he's not hard.

- Oh, I've been there.

- Maybe I'm overthinking it.

Distract me.

Let's talk money.

- Ooh, I'm keen on chatting green.

What's up?

- X-nay on the plan-a.

- Okay, whatever, I don't care about your problems.

I have my own.

I've been rejected.

- You've never been rejected.

- Ever.

- He said I didn't look like my profile pic.

- Let's see it.

- This is a picture of Sean Kingston.

- Our downstairs gonzos are the same size and color.

That's all guys care about anyway.

You know what, I'm gonna turn off

this episode of Judge Judy.

Who needs y'all?

I'm gonna prove to him, that I'm the fruit of his loom.

- Okay, bye!

- Did he say same size?

- Let's just table that.

If we want to think cool,

we need to get into the pondering pool.

What's the plan?

- I'll be like a beach bunny and comb the sand for money.

- I'll serve drinks at the bar to fill up our jar.

- I'm depending on you guys,

because once again, I have to pee.

Oopsie!

- Mayday, mayday.

Good luck finding treasure when I've gotten to it first.

- Mine.

- Ugh, not you.

Did you catfish me again?

I told you, you're not my type.

- What do you mean?

I'm everyone's type.

You like 'em tall, well, I've got legs up to here.

You like 'em sassy, well, I've got more hot sauce

than a chimichanga.

You want proof?

Meet me back here tonight.

It won't take long.

- Fine.

But time's ticking.

- That drink's on him.

- She'll make me her chump change.

What a chump.

- Okay, I ordered my Cuba Libre like 15 minutes ago.

Where in the heck is my Cuba Libre?

- Thank God, I've been waiting for you this whole...

Oh my God!

- I'm fired, aren't I?

- If I had hired you, you would be.

Now scram, street urchin!

- Hi!

- Hey!

Were you wearing that uniform just for me?

I dig it.

Let's roleplay.

- Oh, nope, I am very much in public right now.

- Oh.

Yeah, yeah, no, of course.

Um, what's with the uniform?

- Courtney's small bladder

has gotten us into trouble yet again.

She peed on some sacred Tam McFloats, juju statue, whatever.

And now we have to make $500 by sunset

or we're getting kicked off the island.

- Oh, well, I guess that's not too bad.

At least you get to come home.

I miss you.

- Yeah, I mean, I am actually having a great time

reconnecting with my friends, but,

I miss you too.

- Okay, well, call me when you get back to your room.

Bye.

- Bye?

- I found a locket with someone's grandpa in it.

- Mae, that's messed up.

You have to give that back.

- Okay.

- Good news!

I know how to get us out of this mess

with the help of my girls.

- Appreciate the support, Court,

but so far, all we've done

is find some dead grandpa locket.

- No, silly, these girls.

Ta-da!

- Man, you're really good at finding fliers.

- I know, right?

Isn't it the jam on toast?

I was born to be in a wet t-shirt contest.

Oh, and the winner gets 500 big ones.

- Courtney, we'll figure out another way.

- Uh, don't be a sour pussy, Andie.

My bazonkas feel best when they're wet anyway.

Right, Mae?

- Now that I think about it,

your boobs have gotten us out of as many situations

as you peeing on stuff has gotten us in.

- Mmm-hmm.

Twenty three speeding tickets, 47 detentions,

and one albino's Bar Mitzvah.

Mazel tov!

Okay, rub 'em for good luck.

Come on, Thandie Newton.

One more time, with feeling.

For both of us.

What's with the sad face?

- I just feel like recently

when Kent and I talk, we're only talking about sex.

I'm starting to think we don't really

have that much in common.

What if I want Kent more than I like him?

- Look, sometimes that's just how things start off.

You know?

I've always had purely physical relationships.

Like, for example, Alec.

Alec Fixler, your brother.

We would bone on every surface in your house.

Even in your room, on your bed.

- TMI, Court.

Just fast forward to the point, please.

- Look, even those hot and heavy relationships

led me somewhere great.

- There's nothing great about Alec.

- Uh-huh.

He led me to you.

Look, you'll figure it out with Kent.

Ooh, maybe he's a grower not a shower

when it comes to convo.

- Ew.

- Well, I just mean this is the first time

that you two are really depending on communication.

Don't let Kent's limp lingo get you down.

Everything will be fine when you get home.

I promise.

Now let's go get my yabo stretched.

- We have a problem.

Courtney entered.

And the winning prize is $500.

That's precisely how much it takes

to replace the statue, and Courtney is a double D.

I cross referenced records of island wet tshirt contests

dating back to the 70s,

and history would dictate that Courtney's perky melons

have a 94% chance of winning.

Oh and that's not even taking into account

her awesome areola diameter.

- You're right.

I've been documenting Courtney's boobs

with my eyes for months now.

They're perfect.

- Her gold globes will be award winning for sure.

- No, and we can do this.

We can figure out a way to put an end to this.

- I know how to end it.

End her.

I'll just push her--

- No, David!

- Over the edge

emotionally.

- No.

- Fine.

How do we get rid of that floozy your way?

- The question isn't how,

it's who would be able to stop her?

- Her mom?

- Shut up, Terry.

- Her boyfriend.

If there's one thing frat guys hate,

it's other guys staring at their girlfriend's--

- Kahunas!

- Breasts.

We have to get Justin to the island.

- Oh my god, you were right.

You really are everyone's type.

Hey, has anyone ever told you that uh--

- That I'm the best they've ever had?

Obvi.

You were under me, and now I'm over you.

Sorry bout it.

- But you came after me.

- Just to prove a point.

Thank you, banana boy.

Bye.

- Dakota!

- What are you doing here?

- Did you convince that guy that you're his type?

You should keep convicing him all night long.

Get out of here!

- Yeah, yeah, go double dip.

Go, get out of here.

- Whoa, he's not my type.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What's going on?

And why are y'all here?

And why y'all trying to get me to go?

- All right, who's ready for a wet tshirt contest?

- Of course.

Is there something you slugs wanna spill?

- Tam's wrath grows by the minute.

I can feel it in my soul.

- I'll be kind and remind you

if you don't win, you'll be kicked off the island forever.

Island rules.

- I'm sorry, what, off the island?

- I may or may not have peed on a sacred statue.

- And now Courtney has to win this contest

or else we're going home early.

- Why didn't you shakes tell me?

Well, good thing this super singer

has the most banging busts in the building.

All right, Courtney.

Get up there, arch your back,

and get that money.

- Whoa, Dakota.

He totally didn't care at all.

Like not even a little bit.

- Only about myself, bish.

- He better be here in time.

- I handled all of the arrangements.

He'll get here.

Three planes, two boats, a crocodile right across the river.

- All right, girls and boys,

it's about time to make some noise!

- We're about to get this party lit!

While we put some water on ya!

- Show us your tits!

- Bavel, why?

- I'm not gonna let you go through with this, Courtney.

- Why?

- No woman should feel that their body

is their most valuable asset.

Okay?

- Now, even though you haven't been allowed at there,

you're still a part of the gang

and I respect you.

- Hey, thanks.

- If it's about the money for the contest,

I'll give it to you.

- Really?

- How much do you need?

- $500.

- What?

What did you do?

Are you bananas?

It's okay.

I'll figure it out.

Chal will figure it out.

It'll be fine.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- I am beyond touched that you would show

your very very hard nipples

for me.

- Aww.

but the thing is?

- Yeah?

- I'm really grateful for a woman's right

to choose what she wants to do with her body.

- Right.

- And I want wet boobies!

- And the winner of white T-shirt contest is, Courtney!

- Hey, magic tits!

- They went gaga for your tatas.

- Court, I am so proud of you.

- Oh.

Okay.

- Justy!

What are you even doing here?

- I don't know, some strange number texted me,

they said I better get my ass down to Beach Island,

cause you'd be doing something

that I couldn't miss.

And I'm not gonna lie.

I am so glad I didn't miss this.

But more importantly, I've been missing you.

Tell me everything you've been doing.

- No, you tell me everything about you first!

- No, you tell me. - No!

Okay, I'll tell you one thing

if you tell me one thing. - Deals.

- Okay I went to bed at nine o'clock last night.

- Oh my god.

I drove here all through the night.

- And the winner is--

Terry!

Today was a good day.

? Some things fit close

? The very first time

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