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Your�friend�Dary said�he�can�beat�up
your�friend�Dan the�other�day.
You're�dreaming,�bud.
Am�not. Are,�too.
You're�Joseph �and�the�Amazing Technicolor�Dreamcoat, bud.
All�I'm�saying�is, �����if�it�came�down�to�it and�I�hope�it�wouldn't...
Well,�see�you're�soft on�it�already,�Dary.
I�could�beat�Dan in�a�fight.
You're�mixing a�Hardy,�bud.
Am�not. Are,�too.
You're�down�there mixing�a�Tom�Hardy.
Oh,�I�would�smash that�dude
like�a�Terry's Chocolate�Orange.
Same. �How's�your�beers?
I'll�have�a�beer.
Must�be�nice, �you�can�pick�up some�extra�shifts�here
while�Gail's�down �����at�her�South�American Single's�Resort,�huh,�Bonnie?
You�wanna�know�what? lf�two�of�my�bars�burnt�down
I'd�be�fucking�off,�too.
I'm�envious of�that�old�goat.
It's�light�lifting.
This�place�could�run �off�honor�system if�it�had�to.
Okay, �Katy�and�Bonnie,
who�do�you�think would�win�a�fight, me�or�Dan?
Dan.
Why�don't�you�two just�arm�wrestle
and�get ������to�the�bottom�of�it. No.
Why�not?
Well,�because�arm�wrestling is�not�a�legitimate�barometer for�strength,
and�certainly not�toughness.
You're�either�born ������a�good�arm�wrestler or�you're�not.
Youse�could�leg�wrestle.
No. Why�not?
Well,�because�if�they're on�the�floor�rubbing their�legs�together,
they've�both�lost.
How�are�we�gonna sort�this�out? Oh, youse�could�have�to�fight.
No. Sure.
See,�you're a�good�friend,�Dan.
How�is�Dan a�good�friend in�all�of�this?
Well,�Dan�sees�you're quite�upset�about�this.
He's�willing�to�put his�beer�down,
come�over�there ��and�beat�the�shit�out�of�you so�that�you're�over�it.
Tyson,�who�would�win in�a�fight�between Dan�and�Dary?
Dary. Yes.
Why? Longer�reach, quicker�on�his�feet.
Not�above�a�nut�shot or�a�hair�pull.
Joint�Boy? Squirrelly�Dan.
Why? 'Cause�he's�Squirrelly.
Who�do�youse�think ������would�win�in�a�fight between�you�two?
Me.
You?
Me.
See,�now�there's�a�good�friend.
Fifteen-four and�I'd�hoped�for�more.
Fifteen-two, that's�where�it's�new.
Zeros,�which�is �also�knowns as�a�19's�hand,
'cause�a�19's�hand is�impossibles�to�get
in�the�games of�Cribbage.
*�Do,�re,�mi
*�Nineteen�go�fuck�yourself�*
Fuck,�she's�really�cooled down�out�there.
Are�you�boys �down�to�pay 10�Neil�deGrasse�Tysons?
Where�has�Katy been�all�day?
Dude,�you�fucking�mind?
What�are�you sleep�walkings, ����Daryl?
In�the�words�of�legendary Canadian�singer-songwriter.
Alanis�Morissette, "You�oughta�know."
In�the�words�of�legendary Canadian�songwriter.
Greg�Keelor�of�Blue�Rodeo, "It�hasn't�hit�me�yet."
In�the�words�of�Jim�Cuddy, also�of�iconic�Canadian rock�band�Blue�Rodeo,
"Try."
In�the�words ����of�Grammy�award-winning Canadian�singer-songwriter.
Sarah�McLachlan, "You're�building�a�mystery."
In�the�words of�genre-bending
Canadian-Indie�rock�band Arcade�Fire,
"Wake�up."
In�the�words of�multi-international
award-winning songstress�Celine�Dion,
"It's�all�coming �back�to�me�now. " �����And?
In�the�words of�Canadian�popstar
and�heartthrob�Justin�Beiber,
"Is�it�too�late�now to�say�sorry?" �����And?
In�the�words�of�multi-Juno award-winning.
Canadian�singer-songwriter Bryan�Adams,
"Please�forgive�me."
Good�people�makes mistakes,�Daryl.
How�do�you�forget �����about�the�Letterkenny Adult�Spelling�Bee,
and�how�much it�means�to�Katy?
You�call�yourself�a�friend. Now�wait.
You're�right,�Dan.
I'm�sorry,�Dary.
It's�okay,�good�buddy.
It's�just�that�I,�uh...
wish�I�could�take �some�of�her�pain from�last�year,
put�it�on�myself, you�know.
We�alls�dos, good�buddies.
I�mean,�she�really had�it�all.
Champion�Letterkenny Adult�Spelling�Bee nine�years�running.
She�was�just�a�girl �when�she�won her�first�Bee.
God�damn�it,�she�was �just�a�girl. Then�came�Stewart.
We�do�not�says�that�names in�this�house,�Dary.
That�fuck�oughta spell�with�someone his�own�size.
He's�been�spelling ��out�of�his�own�weight�class for�years�now.
Like,�she�forgot a�silent�E.
Completely�out of�character�for�her.
Do�you�wanna�know�what? That�silent�E�may�follow
her�around for�the�rest�of�her�life.
She's�worns�it like�a�shit�stain ever�since.
That�fuck�thinks that�he�can�just
walk�around�town spelling�like�that?
We�all�know that�types�of�spelling's
gonna�catch�up to�him�one�days.
It�has�to. Okay,�you�wanna�spell,�bud?
Wanna�walk�around�town spelling�like�that,�okay?
I'll�spell�with�you any�day�of�the�week
and�I�suggest�you�let that�one�marinate.
Who's�doing�all the�hollering�down�there?
She's�tryings to�studies,�Waynes.
Like,�it's�clear what�needs�to�be�done�here.
Wanna�make�a�pact? ������Of�course , we�makes a�pacts,�Dary.
I'm�surprised�we're�not making�a�pact�right�now.
We�works�around�the�clocks to�helps�her�get�her�spellings
ups�to�hers�potential.
We�don't�sleep.
Keep�her�focused. Keep�her�inspired.
Keep�her�hydrated.
We're�coming�in.
So�cover�up.
Okay,�girls.
Girls? That's�what�I�said.
Who�you�calling�girls?
Oh. �No, we�mean�women.
Yes,�that�is�my�bad.
I�am�sorry. lt�is�an�old�habit.
See,�we�call�the�men ������on�our�team�"Boys. " �So�I�just...
It's�completely�inappropriate.
Okay. ������Mary-Anne�over�there is�not�a�girl.
When's�the�last�time �����you�saw�a�girl's�tits sag�so�low,
she�could�tuck�'em into�her�joggers?
You're�right, Betty-Anne.
To�call�us�girls�is wildly�inappropriate.
Look�at�you.
When's�the�last�time you�saw�a�girl
with�enough�pubic�hair to�lose�her�keys�in?
Along�with�the�buoyant Canadian�Tire�key�chain?
Okay,�okay,�okay. That's�enough,�uh...
Ladies. Yes,�ladies.
I'm�even more�offended ���by�that.
Tell�me�how Mary-Anne's�a�lady?
Her�Jill-strap's�got more�skid�marks
than�a�runaway�truck ������laying�on�a�coastal mountain�highway.
Yes,�I'm�afraid �you�guys�missed the�mark�again.
Betty-Anne's�no�lady.
She�picks�and�flicks more�boogers
than�a�restless ������Dutch�eight-year-old with�Asperger.
Well-done,�Mary-Anne.
You're�unpredictably�articulate
for�a�girl�who�waves goodbye�to�her�pee when�she�flushes�the�toilet.
You�wanna�talk ������about�unpredictable, Betty-Anne?
Who�would�have�thought �����the�girl�who�ingested mosquito�eggs
after�drinking out�of�mud�puddles
would�ever�almost �be�accepted to�community�college.
Reilly,�Jonesy, get�out�here.
Okay.
It's�getting�pretty�cold out�there,�eh?
Down�to�almost ten�Degrassi�Junior�Highs.
You�guys�bring�your�coats?
I'm�just�kidding. I�don't�give�a�fuck.
I'm�used�to�you�two embarrassing�me.
I�go�to�bed�at�night, fucking�embarrassing.
I�get�up�in�the�morning, fucking�embarrassing.
The�only�time�you�two have�ever�humiliated�me
is�when�you started�spelling.
Now�please,�tell�me. You�put�in�the�work�this�year.
We�always�put�in the�work,�coach.
We�never�wanna �let�you�down or�the�boys.
But�we've�been�upfront about�being
dog-shit�spellers from�get�go,�so...
We're�trying�our�best, but�we're�Math�guys, ����Coach.
Don't�fucking�bullshit�me.
Okay,�if�it�were�a Chelling�Bee..,�I�mean...
Dog-shit�spellers. Unreal�chellers.
You�two,�focus!
I�have�money on�this,�all�right?
And�for�me�to�get�that�money, I've�done�a�little...
tinkering�behind�the�scenes.
Oh,�yes.
I�think�you�two �are�going�to�do quite�well�this�year.
Hey,�Katy, �����I�made�you�a�smoothie. lt's�on�the�counter.
What's�in�it?
Half�an�avocado, half�a�banana,
half�a�cup of�blueberries,
a�scoop�of�vanilla-whey protein�powder,
half�a�cup�of�water, 13�almonds.
Hope�you're not�triskaidekaphobic.
That's�the�fear of�the�number�13.
You�can�spell that,�right?
It's�one�of�the�most�commonly used�words�in�spelling�bees, everybody�can.
You�staying�hydrated?
What�are�you�doing?
Who�me?�Sudoku.
Didn't�you�not�know that�doing�number�puzzles and�games�increases
the�neuroplasticity within�the�brain
and�helps�it reorganize�itself.
Did�you�wanna�do�one?
No.
Dan,�why�are you�lifting�weights?
Who's?�Mes?
Didn't�you�nots�knows that�exercisings
allows�your�brains ����to�takes�on�the�proteins called�BDNF,
which�helps�with�focus, concentrations�and�memories?
Here's,�I�gots�ones for�youse,�too.
No.
What?
You�play�guitar�now?
Who�me? Of�course,�I�do.
Didn't�you�not�know that�playing�an�instrument
strengthens the�corpus�callosum
that�links�hemispheres in�your�brain
by�creating new�connections?
Do�you�wanna�know what�a�G�chord sounds�like,�Katy?
Super.
Katy?
I'm�more�than a�little�bit�concerned
you're�the�only�one around�here�not�looking
to�create�new�neural�pathways in�the�brain.
I'm�just�gonna�get�a�beer.
No! What?
Oh,�those�alcohols doesn't�kill�brain�cells
like�some�peoples�thinks, it�does�damages�them.
This�is�about the�spelling�bee,�isn't�it?
Yeah,�see, it's�just�that�I,�uh...
Sat�and�watched�you�spell your�little�heart�out last�year,�and�then...
And�Stewart�come�up and�spell-bull,�ya.
We�don't�say�that�name in�this�house!
I�just�sat�there �and�watched�it. I�just�sat�there.
I�don't�know�if�I'm�ever gonna�be�able�to�forgive myself�for�that.
Guys...
I'm�ready.
Okay,�I�just... �I�need�youse to�believe�in�me.
'Course�we�believe in�you,�Miss�Katy.
To�have�my�back. Of�course , we�have ��your�back.
Well,�of�course, we'll�keep�you�hydrated.
Oh,�I'll�be�plenty�hydrated while�I'm�drinking�champagne
out�of�my�tenth�title�trophy.
So�help�me�God.
You�are�the�champ.
Walk�it
and�talk�it.
Be�it.
Stewart,�the�bikes are�outside.
Let's�do�this. But�grab�a�sweater.
It's�cooled�down. Down�to�about ten�Degrassis
always�greener on�the�other�side.
Are�you�ready?
Spell�me�in.
Stewart,�I�was�wondering if�I�could�double�the�champ �on�his�bike.
Actually, I�was�hoping.
I�could�double�the�champ to�the�spelling�bee.
I'm�doubling the�champ.
No,�I'm�doubling the�champ.
Okay,�guys.
You�guys�can�double ��the�champ to�the�spelling�bee,
but�we�get ������to�double�the�champ after�he�wins�tonight.
Wondrous.
Break�it�down�for�me.
Stewart's�your�biggest�threat that�we�know.
We've�got�intel ����that�he's�been�training with�some�Dark�Web�spellers,
and�I�can�tell�you what�words�they've been�using�to�spell�with,
but�I�don't�think you�wanna�know.
I�don't. �Next.
Joint�Boy�is�actually a�pretty�good�spellers when�he's�stoned,
so�keep�your�eyes�open,
'cause�theirs�are�gonna�be damns�near�sealed�shut.
Always. �Next.
Reilly�and�Jonesy �����can't�spell�for�shit. They're�fucking�idiots.
Okay. ������But�McMurray's�been known�for�spelling�dirty.
I�need�you to�watch�your�back.
McMurray's�a�piece�of�shit.
Now�you�knows ������we�believes�in�you, Miss�Katys.
And�we've�always got�your�back.
And�we're�gonna�keep you�hydrated. Don't�worry�about�that.
And�we�appreciates that�you�spells�mean...
but�we�thinks �����you�can�spells�meaner.
We�want�you to�show�some�teeth.
So�to�helps�you with�that,
we�gots�you�this.
Getting�cold out�there,�eh?
It's�down�to�about ten�degrees�Witherspoons.
Got�the�money?
As�discussed, my�money's�on�the�girl.
Two�hundred on�Joint�Boy.
Two�hundred on�Jonesy�and�Reilly.
Nice.
I'll�put�the�pot where�it's�safe.
Same.
Winner�takes�all?
Winner�takes�all. Duh.
Good.
I'm�looking forward�to�that.
Welcome�to�the�Letterkenny Adult�Spelling�Bee,
*�A,�B,�C Now�look�at�my�D,
*�And�E,�F,�G N,�L,�M,�N,�O,�P.
*�Q,�R,�S Talking�T,�U,�V
*�Come�on,�Letterkenny, it's�a�Spelling�Bee�*
Coolin'�down out�there,�folks.
Down�to�about�10 ��deg-Reese's Peanut�Butter�Cups.
Anywho...
Based�on�length of�past�spelling�bees,
coupled�with speller�proficiency,
this�year's�bee�will�be single�knockout.
Sudden�death�overtime begins�right�now.
Could�I�use the�toilet?
I�don't�know. Can�you?
May�I�use�the�toilet?
Yes,�you�may.
Katy,�the�first�word is�yours.
Shut�up!
Shut�your�fucking�mouth!
You�think�this�is the�PGA?
You�can�just �hoop�and�holler whenever�you�want?
Ba-ba�fucking�booey?
We�respect our�athletes�here,
so�sit�down, shut�up,
and�enjoy�some�fucking adult�spelling.
Katy,�your�word is�"Farceur".
Farceur.
Can�I�get a�definition,�please?
A�writer�or�actor of�satire.
Farceur.
Hence,�farce.
Farceur.
F-A-R-C-E-U-R.
Farceur. Correct.
They�should be�able�to�clap
if�she�gets�one�right, Squirrelly�Dan.
Yeah,�like�that's �what�we've�done in�the�past.
Yeah,�but�looks �at�what�happens last�years.
Yeah,�but�she's�used ����to�getting�cheered�for, right?
We�don't�want�her to�get�inside
of�her�own�head �if�no�one�cheers for�her.
It's�the�last�thing we�fucking�want.
It's�too�risky,�Dan.
Okay,�I'm�sorry for�my�outburst�earlier.
I�came�at�you with�a�lot�of�anger
and�that�was�unnecessary.
You�can�cheer�if�someone gets�a�word�right,
but�its�starts and�ends�there.
I�don't�wanna�hear a�fucking�fart out�of�any�of�you
if�someone�gets a�word�wrong.
As�sure�as�grandma's�got�gout, if�I�hear�one�fucking�heckle,
I�will�staple�your�tongue to�your�taint,
so�you�can�watch�me kick�your�ass.
Jimmy,�why�don'ts�you�repeat the�last�thing�you�said�there?
"Correct."
Stewart,�the�next�word is�yours.
Goddamn,�it�makes�me�hot when�a�man�can�spell.
I�do�love a�good�tongue.
Reilly�and�Jonesy can't�spell�for�shit.
Fucking�idiots.
Stewart,�your�word is�"Disparate".
Disparate.
Distinct in�quality�and�character.
How�appropriate.
Disparate.
D-I-S
P-A-R-A-T-E.
Disparate. Correct.
Spell�my�name,�Stewart. Spell�it.
What�else�can you�do�with�that�tongue?
Reilly�and�Jonesy can't�spell�for�shit.
Fucking�idiots.
And�with�that, Reilly�and�Jonesy,
the�next�word is�yours.
Reilly,�Jonesy...
Your�word�is... "Hockey".
Uh,�this�is�the... �Okay.
Hockey.
Can�I�hear�the�word used�in�a�sentence, please?
Uh,�okay. The�Letterkenny�lrish
are�a�Senior�A whale�shit�hockey�team
that�recently�folded.
Hockey.
H...
O...
K...
C... �C...
K... �E...
Y...
Y? Yeah. �Y.
Are�you�finished?
Yes. Correct.
Yeah.
Fucking�idiots.
Thanks.
Joint�Boy, the�next�word �is�yours.
Joint�Boy?
Joint�Boy!
I�suppose�it�is�his�name.
Joint�Boy...
Your�word�is�"Ensconce".
Ensconce.
Got�a�fuck�load ������of�joints�ensconced in�this�fanny�pack.
Ensconce.
E-N-S-C-O-N-C-E.
Ensconce. Correct.
Yes!
Can�I�use�the toilet�again?
Can�you�cancan? Can�you�do�the�cancan?
Good�thing�it's�not the�Grammar�Bee.
McMurray,�the�next�word is�yours.
Wayne!�How'r�ya�now?�Not t'bad. ��And�you?�Uh�huh.
McMurray,�your�word is�"Confrere".
Confrere.
Definition,�please.
A�colleague or�comrade.
Confrere.
With�confreres�like�this who�needs�enemies.
Okay,�"Confrere".
C-O-N-F-R-A-R-E. Confrere.
Uh,�I'm�sorry,�McMurray, that�is�incorrect.
The�proper�spelling of�confrere�is.
C-O-N-F-R-E-R-E.
Exactly�what�I�said.
I�thought�I�heard C-O-N-F-R-A-R-E.
Well,�you're�mistaken.
I�do�apologize.
Oh,�don't�worry about�it,�Dickskin.
Dickins.
Exactly�what�I�said. Dickskin.
We�sure�we�got the�right�Master of�Ceremonies
for�this�thing here,�okay?
I�think�you�need�to�get your�earwax�checked,�Dickskin.
Give�'em�a�fucking�break,�Jim.
They've�been�spelling ������their�goddamn�hearts out�up�there.
Call�an�intermission.
There�was�no�intermission slotted�for�today's�bee.
We'll�press�on.
How�many�words gots�to�gets�spelled
before�someone just�keels�over.
Someone's�gotta�start�asking the�tough�questions �around�here.
I've�seen�this�before,�Jim. lt's�time�we�learned�from�it.
In�the�words�of�arguably the�greatest�Canadian rock�band�of�all�time,
The�Tragically�Hip, "It's�a�good�life if�you�don't�weaken."
Also�in�the�words of�Gordon�Downie,
legendary�lead�singer of�The�Tragically�Hip,
"I�can�make�you�scared if�you�want�me�to."
Hey,�okay.
That's�good�then. Fifteen�minute intermission,�everyone.
Sorry�about�that,�Wayne.
I'll�get�her�hydrated.
Youse�get�Reilly�and�Jonesy on�Jim�Dickins'�radar.
Some�buttfuckery at�play�there.
Jims.
Now�I�know you�noticed
that�Reilly and�Jonesy's�words
are�simpler than�everyone�else's,
and�quite�suspiciously all�hockeys-related.
Yep,�there's�a�wee�bit �����of�buttfuckery�at�play here,�Jim.
This�has�been�the�system ever�since�Uncle�Eddie�won
the�very�first Letterkenny�Adult�Spelling�Bee. In�the�late�'60s.
We�must�honor�it. Exactly.
And�aren't�you�guys the�ones�that�are always�saying
you�shouldn't�fuck with�tradition.
It's�fucking�embarrassing.
Jim,�McMurray's�screwing the�system,�here.
You�can't�understand what�he's�saying.
He's�pulling�the�wool over�your�eyes,�cowboy.
Well,�well,�well.
Ain't�not�hater quite�like
a�spelling�bee�hater, now,�is�there?
What's�the�matter,�Tanis?
You�got�some�money riding�on�the�bee?
Money?
There�is�to�be�no�betting at�the�Letterkenny Adult�Spelling�Bee.
Your�dirty�money�is�an�insult to�the�integrity�of�the�sport.
Yeah,�Tanis.
All�this�time�talking could�be�spent�spelling.
It's�not�called a�Spelling�Talk,
it's�called�a�Spelling�Bee,
and�we're�here�to�be
spellers!
Where's�the�bounty. We're�dry.
We�need�sustenance.
You�smoked�like 20�one-gram�cannons.
Like�how�are�you even�conscious�right�now?
Fuck.
You�got�this.
Katy. �This�is�getting out�of�hand,�Stewart.
Too�much�for�you?
What?
Did�you�think this�would�be silent�eeeasy?
Yes.
Stay�hydrated.
There�will�be no�more�intermissions,
and�there�better�not�be any�degenerate�gambling.
Amidst�allegations of�contest�rigging,
there�will�be�a�new�order for�the�spellers.
I�will�be�selecting names�randomly
from�this�hat moving�forward.
Fedora's�a�dumb�fucking�hat.
It�is, but�I�do�believes
that�that's�a�dumb fucking�trilbys.
Joint�Boy.
The�first�word�is�yours. Fuck.
Joint�Boy,�your�word is�"Dithyramb".
Dithyramb.
Dithyramb.
D-I-T-H-Y...
Y-R-A-M.
Dithyramb.
Incorrect.
There's�a�silent�B, dumbass.
Fucking�idiot.
Fuck!
Joint�Boy,�you�are the�first�to�be�eliminated.
Please�take�a�seat off�stage.
Reilly�and�Jonesy, the�next�word�is�yours.
Reilly,�Jonesy,
your�word �is�"Bosky".
Bosky.
Can�I�have�the�definition of�the�word,�please?
Having�abundant�trees or�shrubs.
Bosky. Sounds�a�lot�like
brosky,�buddy. How�do�you�spell�brosky?
I�don't�know ��how�to�spell anything,�buddy.
Fucking�idiots.
Maybe�we�should just�take�the�R�out�of�brosky?
I�don't�think�there�is an�R�in�brosky.
I'm�going�in on�brosky,�buddy.
Yeah,�good�luck �on�brosky,�buddy. Fuck,�yeah.
Brosky,�uh...
I�mean,�"Bosky".
B-O-S-K-I.
Bosky.
Incorrect.
Fucking�embarrassing!
McMurray, the�next�word�is�yours.
McMurray,�your�word is�"Penalty".
Penalty.
Hey,�that�was�supposed �to�be�Jonesy and�Reilly's�word.
Well,�that's fucking�embarrassing.
Penalty,�penalty. P-E-N-L-Y.�Penalty.
Incorrect.
The�correct�spelling of�"Penalty"
is�P-E-N-A-L-T-Y.
Exactly�what�I�said.
No,�it�isn't.
Youse�ever�see ����that�movie�Dick�Tracy The�one�with�Warren�Beatty?
I�would�smash�that�dude like�a�neighbor's�pumpkin on�devil's�night.
Same. �Well,�Dick�Tracy used�a�similar�machine
to�slow�down and�decipher�the�speech
of�an�appropriately-named character,�Mumbles.
What? Let�me�show�you.
This�is�Mr. �McMurray's�answer at�normal�speed.
P-E-N-A-L-T-Y.�Penalty.
See? �����Now�this�is�his�answer slowed�down.
P-E-N-A-L-D-Y.
Witch!
McMurray, you're�eliminated.
Please�take a�seat�offstage.
Penalty.
Youse�want�to�get�hammered?
Ladies�and�gentlemen, �we've�reached our�final�two�contestants.
Let's�give�them a�round�of�applause.
In�the�final�round,
if�a�speller misspells�a�word.
His�or�her�opponent �will�then�have a�chance�to�steal.
Katy,�the�first�word is�yours.
Katy,�your�word
is�"Triskaidekaphobia".
Triskaidekaphobia.
Triskaidekaphobia.
T-R-I-S-K-A-I-D
E-K-A
P-H-O-B-I-A.
Triskaidekaphobia.
I'm�sorry,�Katy, that's�incorrect.
No. �No,�Jim. that's�how�you�spell "Triskaidekaphobia".
That's�not what�I'm�reading
on�the�card�here, Katy,�I'm�sorry.
Stewart,�you�now�have a�chance�to�steal.
Settle�down,�people. Settle�down.
Triskaidekaphobia.
T-R-I-S-K
A-D-E-K-A-P
H-O-B-I-A.
Triskaidekaphobia.
Correct.
Stewart,
you're�back-to-back champion
of�the�Letterkenny Adult�Spelling�Bee.
Wait!
Katy,�had�it�right.
It�was�wrong on�the�monitor.
Triskaidekaphobia�is�spelled...
T-R-I-S-K-A-I
D-E-K-A-P-H-O-B-I-A.
Which�is�exactly what�I�said.
No,�it�isn't.
T-R-I-S-K
A-D-E�K-A
P-H-O-B-I-A
Silent�I�win.
Champ!
Yes!
Yeah!
Why?
Anyone�wanna double�me�home,�ladies?
Everyone�knows �how�to�spell Triskaidekaphobia.
It's�the�most�common�word used�in�spelling�bees.
I�know�that,
but�there�is�a�reason that�I�spelled... Fucking�idiot.
Fucking�idiots.
Oh,�fuck,�buddy, it's�Coach.
Probably�gonna ream�us�out.
Fuck,�what�does he�want,�buddy?
Who�could�it�be?
Give�your�balls a�tug,�you�titfucker.
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