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Dean: 50%.

It worked.

Victoria: I have been dreading this moment,

but I can't put it off anymore.

I have to tell Dean about DJ and I.

Dean: Continuing...

Space bar.

Dean: Ah!

Victoria:

Dean: Victoria.

Victoria: Yes, it's me.

Dean: Please, stop touching me.

Victoria: I'll sit.

We have something to talk about, Dean.

Dean: Do we really, or is --

Victoria: You're not going to like it.

Dean: I already don't.

Victoria: This is going to devastate him.

Dean, I am currently in a sexual relationship with DJ.

Oh, my God.

Even hearing myself say it, I can't...

Don't look at me, Dean.

Dean: Fair enough.

Mmm.

Just...

Better we keep distance.

Victoria: You're right. It's just too hard

to touch each other right now.

Dean: Back -- back up a little bit.

Victoria: Let's talk.

Dean: Victoria. Victoria: Yes.

Dean: I do not care about with whom you are sleeping.

It's none of my business.

And it's not interesting to me.

Do you understand? I literally could not care less.

I'm trying to care less, and I currently don't care.

Victoria: Such a brave... Dean: Mmm.

Victoria: ...brave man.

Dean: Please take your hands from my throat.

Victoria: So strong. Dean: I meant, take them...

Victoria: The love of his life...

Dean: ...take them the other way,

not further up my head. Victoria: Acting like it doesn't

bother him. We both know it does.

Dean: Victoria, unhand me. Victoria: Dean.

Dean: Unhand me immediately.

Victoria: Dean-toria's over.

Dean: What is that?

Victoria: It's you and I. It's a mixture.

Dean: Is that a -- Victoria: 'Cause we're so close.

Dean: It's a clumsy portmanteau of our names?

Victoria: Would you rather do Vic-Dean?

Dean: I don't care about this.

I don't want to hear about it.

And I'd like to end this conversation now.

Victoria: Is there a scenario where you might be happy

if I was sleeping with both of you?

Dean: This woman has just asked me to picture,

a m�nage � trois with my own son.

Victoria: Don't cry, Dean!

Don't cry for me anymore!

I'm with DJ now.

Dean: All right, very well.

Victoria: Don't be jealous, Dean.

Dean: Not. Victoria: Don't kill him for me!

Dean: Won't do it. Victoria: It's over!

It's over, Dean! It's over!

Dean: All right, Victoria? Victoria: Yes, do you need me?

Dean: Don't take -- go back where you were.

Victoria: It's over! Dean: Stop.

Please, please stop screaming.

Victoria: No more will you have this at your beck and call!

Dean: Security?

Amir: I'm meeting with my clients

Wilham and Elizageth Murghey

at their two-acre art deco mansion in Bel Air.

They're going through a nasty divorce

and want to get rid of the property quickly.

Luckily for them, I'm faster than a divorce attorney.

Tell me about this window here, Elizageth.

Elizageth: Yeah, I've spent a lot of time

in front of this window, mostly having

nervous breakdowns and panic attacks,

because "Wilham" sometimes doesn't come home at night.

He's out with girls he met on Tinder, so...

Wilham: You would be out with girls you met on Tinder

if you had to deal with this pill-popping narcissist.

We met on Ashley Madison. She's a wonderfully hot girl.

We look so fucking good in bathing suits.

We would go party on every island you've ever heard of.

Do so many drugs, zipline through every jungle.

And now all it is is this mindfulness

Eastern religion nonsense.

And look at her. I don't even recognize her,

even though she still looks fucking hot.

Amir: Well, they are never going to stop with this shit.

Time for me to move things along.

I've done the comps, and I think you will be happy

to know that I think we should start out at...

Elizageth: So sorry, it's just that your energy's

like, so intense.

Amir: Well -- Elizageth: Just I'm really

working on keeping things at like, I don't know, like a six

and you're just like at a nine and I just...

Wilham: Amir. Elizageth: You know what I mean?

Come sit next to me. It'll be helpful for her.

Yeah. Elizageth: Thank you.

It's just when people are separated,

my therapist says that it triggers like,

some old abandonment stuff.

Amir: I think that we should list at $11 mil.

Wilham: Why are you looking at me?

I don't deal with the finances. She does. She's great at it.

Amir: $11 mil.

Elizageth: I'm sorry, so when I feel insulted,

sometimes I disassociate.

Amir: The only thing taking a sting out

of Elizageth's tough negotiations

is sitting in the crook of Wilham's strong, loving arm.

Does $11.5 million sound good?

Elizageth: No. Do you know who Suze Orman is?

Amir: Yes, I do.

Elizageth: Well, we're friends on Facebook.

Amir: Uh, $12.75 million.

Elizageth: Uh. My healer says that I have

these voices that come up.

I have -- two of them agree, two of them don't.

And my gut says yes. I don't know.

My meditation teacher said that I should probably meditate

before making a decision like this.

Wilham: Honestly, if you want to end this,

this is going to sound weird, but crawl into my lap,

pretend that you're a baby, and just say 15.

Elizageth: I don't know, and I just feel triggered,

and that could be part of it,

and I just, I don't know if I can -- Oh.

Amir: $15 mil?

Elizageth: Done. Done.

Amir: Done! Yes!

Elizageth: That just... Amir: Awesome.

Thank you, Elizageth. Elizageth: ...made me feel

so safe. Amir: A pleasure.

Not even close to the weirdest thing I've done

in the interest of making a sale.

Glenn: I'm on my way to meet Patricia,

a woman I met on the dating app, Feeler.

We've already been to third base,

which is three-straight nights of texting.

Can you top me off, too?

Waitress: Sure. Glenn: I have a date,

so I want to stay hydrated. Waitress: Yeah, of course.

Glenn: Thank you. Annabelle: Hi!

Glenn:

Oh, my goodness.

You're Annabelle Shelly. Annabelle: Yeah.

Glenn: I'm a huge fan... Annabelle: Oh, thanks.

Glenn: ...of your movies. Annabelle: Oh, good.

Glenn: I saw "Hey, You, It's Me," with my mom.

Annabelle: You did? Glenn: Yeah, on Valentine's Day,

and we both cried so much. Annabelle: Aw.

Glenn: I'm a huge rom-com-noisseur.

And Annabelle Shelly is the queen.

I've seen "What About Now?" 50 times.

I think on the Mount Rushmore of rom-com actresses,

it's you, then it's Meg Ryan, then it's Carol Burnett.

Annabelle: Thank you. Glenn: Then it's Angelina Jolie.

But you stand head and shoulders above them

when it comes to pulling the hearts of America.

Annabelle: Thank you.

Glenn: And international audiences.

Annabelle: Well, it's really nice to meet you.

Glenn:

This is awkward, um, but you have to go.

'Cause I'm actually here for a date,

so I need that chair to actually be open,

so you have to get out of here.

Annabelle: That's so sweet. I'm your date.

From Feeler.

Glenn: Uh, is she acting out the plot

to "Sorry, Wrong Number," right now?

Well, no, the person that I met on Feeler was named Patricia,

and she had a picture of Peppermint Patty

as her profile picture.

Annabelle: Yes. Um, I'm so sorry.

I had to put Patricia and Peppermint Patty

because I can't say that it's really me.

I mean, do you know what it's like dating people

as a famous actress?

It's very difficult.

Glenn: I was expecting a Peppermint Patty type,

you know, a real bossypants.

Someone who wears open-toed sandals and shorts

and has their hair in a little bit tighter than a bob.

Annabelle: But maybe we can just forget all that and --

and enjoy each other? Because it's --

it's really hard for me to meet people.

And I really liked you.

And look how excited you were just now when you saw me.

Glenn: Are you kidding? I was very excited.

You're one of my favorite actresses or actors of all time.

Annabelle: So that's great.

Glenn: I went on a high school field trip

to see "Kissing is Fun," when I was a junior in Belgium.

And I tell you, our entire school,

including the headmaster, talked about it for three days.

Annabelle: Okay, so that's great.

Glenn: Yeah, it's great. I mean --

Annabelle: Do you want to know anything more about that?

We could talk about that a little bit.

Glenn: I would love to, if you promise

not to lie to me about it.

Andrew: I think we show her place in Calabasas,

'cause then we'll be out there, we could show her the --

Baxter: I don't really -- I mean, I don't know if she's --

Barl: Houston, we have a customer.

Andrew: Oh. Barl: Two customers.

Baxter: Ch-cha-krr. We hear you.

Andrew: Okay, tell us about the customers.

How cool are they? Baxter: Yeah, are they cool?

Barl: Chh. They're really cool, Houston.

Baxter: Barl is theoffice sandwich cart guy.

Andrew: He is a legend.

Barl: Hungry for lunch?

Baxter: Yes. Andrew: Yeah.

Baxter: Sir, can I get a turkey and cheese?

Barl: Turkey and cheese, if you please?

Baxter: Yes, sir. Andrew: I will please, also,

turkey and American cheese. Barl: Talk to me, talk to me.

Turkey and American cheese.

Andrew: On wheat. Barl: Ooh.

Uh...brothers, I got bad news for you.

I am not seeing any turkey.

Baxter: Ah. Ham? Do you have ham?

Andrew: Jambon?

Barl: Are you fucking kidding me, Barl?

No, I'm not seeing -- Andrew: No ham and no turkey?

Good sandwich cart.

Barl:

Andrew: Way to go, Barl. Barl: Here's a ham.

Here's a -- Baxter: Oh, you got a ham.

Andrew: Do you have a ham? Barl: Here's a Swiss.

You know what? This is what we're going to do.

No, no, no! No, no, no, no, no.

Andrew: No, don't, don't go into them.

Barl: No, no, no. This is what we're going to do.

Baxter: No. Barl: Because I just

washed my hands.

Andrew: When? Barl: Because I just took a shit

just five minutes ago.

And I definitely washed my hands.

You know why? 'Cause I got a little bit

of shit on my hands while I was wiping.

Andrew: Okay. Barl: And I had to wash.

Baxter: That's -- just slide it over to us.

Barl: So I'm going to take this cheese here.

This is the cheese you like, but you don't want salami,

so you go back to your mommy.

And you are the ham that needs the cheese.

You want lettuce? Andrew: That looks old.

Baxter: It's okay. Barl: It is old.

All right, cheese on the ham.

Andrew: No. Barl: Ham on the bread,

wrap you back up and...

Baxter: That's okay. Barl: There we go.

And you know what?

That's going to be 50 cents off.

Baxter: Yeah, I can't eat that.

Andrew: Can I take it as-is? I'll take it as-is.

Barl: Hold on, no, no, no, no. No, no, no.

Andrew: Take it as-is. Barl: We're doing what --

here's what we got. Andrew: Just in case you still

have poop on your -- I would rather take it as-is.

Barl: I can guarantee you

that I don't have poop on my hands.

And I will tell you that

because I saw it wash down the sink drain.

I saw the chunk come off, I saw it wash down the drain.

And you know what I did? I did two rounds of soap.

Two. I smelled my hand after that,

still smelled like shit a little bit,

and I washed them a third time.

'Cause three time's a charm, right?

Andrew: I'm not hungry anymore.

Baxter: What are you looking for right now?

You've opened up everything. Barl: There's --

I'm looking for the perfect customization, ooh...

for you, okay?

This is... Baxter: He --

Barl: ...the lettuce you want. Don't need that.

This is...

Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ham!

You wanted ham, right? Andrew: Yeah, I'm not kidding.

Barl: This is the cheese you want.

Andrew: Make sure you -- Barl: Ooh! Cheesin'

for the pleasin'. Andrew: You know what?

Barl: It's the season for the cheesin'.

Andrew: It's the what? Barl: There is no reason

for no cheese in the sandwich.

Baxter: This has become a nightmare.

Barl: That was a good sandwich. Let's wrap it up for you.

Andrew: Nah, I don't need it wrapped.

Barl: Get some paper, and let's give it

a little seasoning.

And that's for you.

Baxter: Barl, you farted on that sandwich.

How could you have that big of a fart

and you just took a shit, Barl?

Barl: It always is in there. It's always building.

Andrew: I will not eat a fart sandwich.

Baxter: Barl? Andrew: I won't eat

a fart sandwich. Barl: Dollar off.

Baxter: I think -- Andrew: I'll take that.

Victoria: I'm going to give Dean space while his heart mends.

Plus, the most important man in my life needs me.

I'm rushing to Daddy's house.

His assistant called.

Xavier: Mm-hmm. I know. Victoria: Daddy?

Xavier: Just naturally flawless. Victoria: Daddy?

Xavier: I don't know what it is.

Victoria: Daddy! Daddy! Xavier: Oh.

Victoria: Daddy! I came as soon as you called.

Xavier: Oh, Victoria, thanks for coming on such short notice.

Victoria: If course. I thought maybe you needed me

for some real estate deal or personal problem or...

Or are you about to announce that I'm partner

on "The King Maker."

As everybody knows,

Daddy is the host and executive producer

of the hit NBC reality series "The King Maker."

Announcer: "The King Maker."

Xavier: For the first time ever, you are both sired.

Welcome to my family.

This is probably the proudest moment of my life.

Oh, God, no, dear.

No, nothing like that. No, no.

Victoria: Oh. Xavier: No, don't

worry yourself, no. Victoria: Okay.

Xavier: No, it's just my producers thought

it might be nice to get some sort of candid family,

behind-the-scenes footage.

You know, me just with my daughter, just at home.

Victoria: Oh, okay. Xavier: Fam, you know,

daddy-daughter time.

Victoria: So you want to pretend to have

a father-daughter relationship for your reality TV show?

Xavier: Mm-hmm. Yeah, yeah.

Victoria: I bet he's going to ask me

to be his permanent co-host!

Xavier: Hope you're hungry. Victoria: I sure am.

Look, my lunch.

Xavier: Daddy's world-famous wet salad.

There you go.

Victoria: I sure do love your wet salad, Daddy.

Xavier: Oh, well, dig in.

But don't feel you have to eat the whole thing,

you know.

Victoria: I have been drinking more water lately.

Xavier: Ah, tell me, how's life going?

Victoria: Oh, well, life is great.

I mean, I'm the top broker at my firm.

Xavier: How's that husband of yours?

Victoria: I'm not married.

Xavier: Don't ruin this.

How's that husband of yours?

Victoria: That husband? Xavier: Mmm.

Victoria: Why, he's just fine.

He sure does love me, as I love him,

because we've been married for three years.

Xavier: Oh, has it been three years already?

I'm glad -- Victoria: I'm just saying that.

Xavier: I know. I was just saying it, too.

Victoria: All right. Xavier: I'm so glad

for you, sweetheart. Victoria: Thank you, Daddy.

Xavier: I'm delighted that you're so happy.

Victoria: Hmm. Xavier: Because you

are something special.

And now you are the light of two men's lives.

Victoria: Thank you, Daddy.

Producer: We're going to hold for a second.

Xavier, one moment. Xavier: Oh, good. Okay.

This acting stuff is hard.

I mean, you're basically you're just a paid liar, aren't you?

They deserve every penny they get paid.

Victoria: All of that was a lie?

Well, you know what's not a lie? I will be his co-host.

That's not a lie. Watch this.

Producer: All right, we're right back in.

Xavier, whenever you're ready. Xavier: Okay.

Victoria: Daddy?

Xavier: Sweetheart?

Victoria: Um, you know what I was just thinking about?

Xavier: What?

Victoria: I was giggling to myself,

remembering the time that you told me

I was going to be the co-host on "The King Maker."

Xavier: Oh, I remember that.

We both giggled.

Victoria: It's so exciting that it's happening now.

Xavier: It's so exciting.

What could be better than for a father

and daughter to work together?

To get to spend all of that time

in each other's company?

Victoria: Yeah, exactly.

Xavier: That's all I want from life.

Victoria: Me too, Daddy.

Producer: Cut!

Xavier: Hey, we can lose that last bit, right?

Producer: Absolutely. Victoria: What?

Xavier: 'Cause there's no way

she's going to be co-host of "The King Maker."

Victoria: I could be co-host -- Xavier: No, you couldn't.

Victoria: We have great chemistry.

Xavier: Were you under the impression

we were discussing this?

Victoria: Sorry.

So my daddy doesn't want me

to co-host "The King Maker" with him.

So what? I mean, at least I made Dean jealous.

And I get to make out with DJ.

I win!

Dean: While Victoria was saying something about DJ,

my mind mercifully wandered.

And I remembered I had unfinished business

with Serge and Gio.

A while back, we made a gentlemen's agreement.

Gio: You're going down. Serge: You're going down.

Dean: You're going down. Gio: Your whole company's

going down. Dean: Your whole company's

going down, and by the terms of our death pact,

you must kill yourselves,

I will absorb your power and properties.

Serge: That's fair.

Gio: We agree to this.

We agree to this. Dean: We agree to this.

Serge: We agree to this. Gio: We agree to this.

Together: Death pact, death pact, death pact,

death pact, death pact, death pact, death pact!

Dean: They requested that we meet at their

favorite place in Los Angeles,

the Huntington Botanical Gardens.

The day has come, and now the devil demands his due.

Gio! The time has come.

Gio: ...19, 20.

Dean: The time has come, I'm afraid.

Gio: You don't got to tell me twice.

Dean: I just did. Gio: You didn't have to.

Dean: I wish I'd known that before.

Serge: Don't be a dick! Dean:

Hello, Serge. Serge: Hello, old friend.

Dean: Thank you for being here. You're a man of honor.

Hey-o.

Serge: How's it going? Hey, Bobby!

Gio: Take 10.

Dean: Apparently, Gio works out in his suit.

Which explains the smell of his suit.

Per the terms of our agreement,

prior to the Diamond Dealmaker Awards,

if we won, you would die.

Serge: Death pact. By your hand.

Dean: Yes. Thanks for filling it in.

Thank you. Gio: If you don't honor

a death pact, what's the point?

Serge: That's the right -- this for the right,

and that's the left.

Well, it's like skis, believe it or not, trust me.

We'll look at each other, okay. Gio: And then you go whack!

Serge: And then you go bust, whack.

Same time, yeah.

Gio: Then I can see myself... Serge: I want to see you.

Gio: ...in your eyes. Serge: I want to see you, yeah.

Dean: Gentlemen, here's the issue.

There are def-- Serge: Okay.

Gio: Oh, just, better safe than sorry.

Serge: No, no, this is in case you only do like a halfie.

Gio: Death pact insurance. Serge: I don't want

just a halfie, okay?

Dean: I have never respected them more than right now.

It feels weird.

These are your last moments on earth.

Is there anything that you need taken care of?

It's the least I can do.

Serge: Do you know where is on Glendale Boulevard?

The place, the big window tinting place?

Dean: I'm sure I can find it.

Serge: It's called Big Window Tinting.

Gio: Big Window Tinting. Serge: Find our nephews --

Gio: Easy. You'll know when you see them.

Serge: Tell them that you killed us, okay?

Show the head. Hey.

'Cause they won't believe you.

Dean: I have to carry your heads around?

Serge: No, no, no. Gio: Get a bag

at the Huntington. They got the bag.

Gio: If you join, they give you tote bag.

Dean: I'm supposed to go to the gift shop

and ask for two bags for heads? Serge: No, membership.

Gio: You're Dean Rosedragon. Dean: Serge? Serge? Serge?

Glenn: Do I look green and sour right now?

'Cause I'm in a real pickle.

My favorite actress, Annabelle Shelly catfished me.

Now she wants me to overlook her dishonesty.

Your character from "Terra is Home"

would not pull a stunt like this.

She would not lie to people.

Annabelle: For love?

Waitress: Hi. Looks like everyone's got

their water over here.

Can I take you guys' order? You ready?

Annabelle: Yeah. Can I have the salad nicoise,

but without the tuna and without the anchovies

and without the egg? Waitress: Yeah, of course.

Is this like a Make-A-Wish thing?

Annabelle: Waitress: This is great.

I wish somebody had told us.

Meal's on the house. This is your wish?

Glenn: I'll take a meal on the house.

Annabelle: You will? That doesn't seem very honest.

Glenn: It was offered. I will take it.

Annabelle: Okay. Glenn: But this is not a wish

and nothing has been made.

Can I please order? Waitress: Okay.

Glenn: I will have the bowl of deceit

with a side of lies.

Waitress: Okay, that's not on the menu.

Glenn: Thank you for being honest with me.

I wasn't really ordering that stuff,

I was making a point.

You know what? I'm sorry. This is not going to work, okay?

I have been deceived.

I've lost my appetite because of it,

and I think I need to go.

Annabelle: No, it's okay, I'm going to go.

Glenn: No. No, you can't -- Annabelle: I'm going to go.

Glenn: The person who lies can't go.

Annabelle: I'm going to go. You can sit down.

Glenn: No, you...

Annabelle: Oh. Okay.

Will you just sit down with me for a second?

Waitress: Get out of here! Annabelle: If I leave now,

then there's going to be tons of people outside and I just --

can we just sit here miserably for a while till they go?

Glenn: You know, in one of your rom-coms,

I'm sure this would be called a meet-cute,

but I'm calling it a meet-yuck.

Annabelle: You do know that Peppermint Patty

is not a real person, right?

Glenn: I know that.

Annabelle: Well, and also that she is a lesbian?

Glenn: Ah. Ah.

Annabelle Shelly lied to me.

And then she stole my innocence.

I give this date two thumbs down.

Amir: I have a full asking price offer to present

to Wilham and Elizageth for their Bel Air estate.

And getting them the hell out of each other's lives.

All right! Okay!

Who's the broker who makes you cheer?

Amir. Wilham: Amir.

Amir: Okay. Cool. Guys, I got your contracts --

Wilham: He's so good. Amir: We are ready to go.

I got two separate ones for you.

It looks like you are...

Huh. Nice.

Okay. We're going to end this amicably.

I love that. I love that.

It's way better to do that.

Why have the resentment?

Clean break. Sign those babies.

Wilham: Amir, we've gotten back together

and we're not selling the house.

Amir: Huh. Wow.

Another interesting turn of events, huh?

Can you guys just give me a minute? Is that...

Why do you fucking do this to me?!

Wilham: Arthur pre-- Elizageth: Kills me.

Wilham: ...prescribed us Ayahuasca.

And, uh, we're together. Amir: No. Guys?

Guys, hold on. This is not you.

This is not you. Get your hand off of her.

Well, this is not my first rodeo,

and I always have a backup plan.

I hired a private investigator to do some dirt.

Wilham: Oh, really? What's in there?

Amir: A lot of stuff that you're going to love.

Elizageth: I can't wait! Amir: For example,

that little couch you're snuggling up on?

Elizageth: Yeah? Amir: Did you know

that Elizageth was giving oral sex

to her tennis instructor on that couch last week?

Elizageth: Oh, my gosh. Wilham: I did know that.

Elizageth: Oh, you got us.

You got us.

Wilham: I did know that, yes. What else?

Elizageth: We don't have any secrets.

I've told him everything. Amir: Would you like

to see a picture? Wilham: Look at how hot you are.

Elizageth: I mean, look, it's not my favorite photo

of me sucking a dick, but...

Wilham: What are you talking about? You look great.

Elizageth: I don't -- thanks, baby.

Amir: Okay. Elizageth: We don't have

secrets. I mean, there's nothing we haven't discussed.

Amir: Really? No secrets? Elizageth: Nothing.

Amir: Did Wilham show you when a prostitute

was taking a dump on his chest?

Here's another picture. Wilham: She was German.

Elizageth: I just -- I love your zest for adventure in life.

Like, there's nothing he won't try.

Wilham: Literally never said no to anything.

Elizageth: He's just like, baby, that --

Amir: Shit. You guys are out of control.

I cannot believe that you're together.

I hope you never fucking have kids or anything.

Elizageth: It's like a sign. It's like a sign.

So we are starting the process of,

you know, buying kids.

So they should be here any day now.

Wilham: Yeah, we're going to adopt.

Elizageth: We're just going to "add to cart."

Dean: I'm still at the Huntington Gardens

going over Serge and Gio's last rites.

It's an extensive list.

Any more instructions before we --

Serge: If you go to my car,

in the glove box of the Tesla,

there is some stuff from Lululemon

that I was going to take back.

But you always think there's going to be more time.

Gio: Never enough time. Serge: And there's never

enough time. Dean: But you want store credit,

or do you want a full refund?

Gio: Gift certificate.

Dean: Ready? Serge: Yeah.

Dean: Yeah.

Serge: Ahh...

Gio: Hey. Serge: Yeah?

Gio: What are you doing one? Do two. Do two.

Serge: Yeah, do both. Dean: At the same time?

Serge: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Bababababa! Wait, wait, wait.

I don't want my head to bump into your head.

Dean: Right now, I'm feeling like,

less talking, more executing,

but better safe than sorry, I suppose.

Now this feels like bases covered.

Serge: Yeah. Dean: Yes.

For sure. All right. Any last words?

Serge: Yeah, couple things. Gio: Can of worms.

You shouldn't have -- Dean: I regretted it instantly.

Gio: Can of worms. Can of worms.

Dean: As soon as it came out of my mouth.

Gio: Can of worms. Serge: When we were little boys

in Montenegro... Gio: Mmm.

Serge: ...one Christmas --

Gio: This isn't the story about...?

Serge: Yeah. We had to hide inside of a horse.

Dean: A living horse? Gio: No.

Serge: Of course not. Gio: How you do that?

Serge: How on earth? How do you do that?

How would you do that? Dean: I don't know

what you get up to on Montenegro.

Gio: You get up inside a dead horse.

Serge: We're in a dead horse, and we think,

"There's no way that Father Christmas

will find us inside this horse."

Remember? Gio: I do remember.

Serge: And guess what? Gio: He found us.

Serge: He found us. Gio: He found us.

Dean: Serge invoking Christmas

is making me a little sentimental.

It's my favorite holiday.

Wise Men brought that gold.

I have to confess.

You were honorable enough to show up here...

Gio: Of course. Serge: Okay.

Dean: ...fulfill our agreement,

but this is very unsatisfying.

Execution style? It doesn't seem right.

Gio: What if we face you and scream like we're scared?

Both: Ahh!

Dean: It feels even worse.

Both: Don't do it! Don't do it!

Dean: Because I know you are not scared.

Hear me out. Gio: Okay.

Dean: Rather than execute you here in Huntington Gardens,

when you least expect it, you will die by my hand.

You don't know when it is coming...

Serge: Hunt us for sport. Gio: Oh! Hunt us for sport!

Hunt us for sport.

Together: Hunt for sport! Hunt for sport!

Dean: All right. You have, let's say,

a 10-minute fresh start.

That felt like 10 minutes.

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