All language subtitles for Anthony.Jeselnik.Bones.And.All.2024.720p.WEBRip.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX]

Downloaded from
YTS.MX

Official YIFY movies site:
YTS.MX

Thank you all for coming
to the show tonight. I do appreciate it.

In case you guys don't know
why I'm on tour right now,

as of a couple of months ago,

I've been doing stand-up comedy
for 20 years.

Yeah. Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

My agent said to me, "Anthony, 20 years is
a major accomplishment for any comedian."

"You gotta celebrate."

"Pick some of your favorite cities,
go perform for them."

And I said, "No, thank you."

"I'd rather go to Milwaukee."

But look…

…I am excited to be here tonight.

I've got great news.

After 20 years of stand-up comedy,

just last weekend,
I finally perfected my act.

Don't get me wrong.

I thought it was perfect before.

Ran into an audience member
after my show last Saturday

who told me different.

Last Saturday night,
I'm doing a show in New York.

After my set,
I'm trying to get out to the car.

A woman from the audience chases me down,
practically tackles me.

She says, "Anthony, that last joke
you told tonight, your closer."

"I've gotta tell you,
that joke is problematic."

"You need to think about it,
and you need to change it."

So I changed it.

And now it's my opener.

So, what I'm gonna do
is I'm gonna tell you that joke.

Explain what happened with that woman.

And then nail home
the point that I'm the best.

Now, as a comedian,
I've got a responsibility.

A responsibility
that I take very seriously.

The responsibility to get up
in front of a group of strangers

and give you my opinion
on the trans community.

Yeah. That's right.

Look, guys. You've got to do it now.

It's in the handbook.

Now, I feel…

I feel like the trans community

are the new pregnant women.

Just in that…

…it is never polite to guess.

Guys, you've got to trust me on this.

You never… you never want
to be like, "Hey."

"How far along are you?"

"Are you going to keep it or…?"

No.

No, don't do that.

Even if you're right, it's rude.

Do what I do.

I'm smooth with it.

I don't ask the question.

If I want to find something out,
I just offer you a drink.

"Here, have this glass of bourbon."

And if they say, "Actually,
Anthony, I'm seven months pregnant,"

then I get to be like,
"Oh my God, you look amazing."

But if they take the drink, they're trans.

Now, obviously…

obviously,

that's a closer.

I could leave right now. It'd be fine.

But this woman grabs me.

Starts arguing with me.

She says, "Anthony, I've gotta ask you,

what is your intention
with that trans joke?"

I said, "Well, my intention
is to make trans people laugh."

I mean, could you imagine?
That would be historic.

And she says, "Well, Anthony…"

"Anthony, you're probably
not even aware of this,

but the problem with your joke
is some trans people are insecure

about the fact
that they can't have kids of their own."

"And your joke

makes it sound like you're saying
the opposite of a pregnant woman

is a trans woman,
and that could be hurtful."

And I agree.

That could be hurtful.

But not coming from me.

You see,
I love trans people.

I empathize with the trans community.

I'm not trans myself.

But I, too, am always getting yelled at
for walking into the wrong bathroom.

I love trans people. You know what I hate?

Pregnant women.

I mean, fuck those chubby bitches,
am I right?

They shouldn't be allowed to play sports.

Now, look.

Look, I will admit…

I will admit
that was a learning moment for me.

Before that woman grabbed me,
I didn't know that trans people

hated pregnant women as much as I do.

Makes me respect them all the more.

So, just in case
anyone here tonight is trans

and you were offended by my first joke,

here's a joke

I tailor wrote just for you to enjoy.

Last week I saw
a pregnant woman get hit by a bus.

Or as I like to call it,

a gender reveal party.

What are you guys laughin' at?

That's not for you.

That's just for my trans friends.

Don't like pregnant women.

Don't like kids.

One of my friends just asked me

if I would be the sperm donor
for her baby.

I said, "I don't know.
That's a pretty big decision."

"How old is your baby?"

If you're walkin' in late, I hate kids.

I hate them so much. It's my whole thing.

And what surprises me

is now that I'm getting older,
I've got friends,

family members having kids of their own.

And I don't judge.

Throw your life away.

What surprises me is these people
will text me pictures of their kids.

"Anthony will want to see this. Send."

I never want to see that.

The only time a kid shows up on my phone
and I'm happy about it,

Amber alert.

Otherwise…

Otherwise, do not get my hopes up.

I used to ignore
those texts from my friends.

Pretend I didn't see 'em. Never respond.

Then my sister had a kid.

Started getting mad at me.

She'd be like,
"Really, Anthony? No response?"

"You got nothing to say about this picture
of your beautiful niece

fucking up finger painting?"

So I came up with a plan.

Now, anytime,

anytime anyone texts me
a picture of their kids,

I write back the exact same response.

"Thanks."

"Gonna save this one for later."

Yup.

No, that works.

You guys can use that. It works.

I haven't heard from my sister in a year.
It's the best.

Mm-hmm.

Like a lot of people,
I spent most of the pandemic stuck inside,

starin' at the walls, goin' crazy.

I started buyin' weird shit online.

Decided I was gonna redecorate my place.

I don't know anything
about interior design.

But I know what I like.

So I went on eBay, and I paid $500

for a child's coffin.

I thought, "This'll be great.
It's vintage."

You put that in your living room,
it's a conversation starter.

You know?

But like so many of the things
we bought online during the pandemic,

I regret it now.

Thing finally showed up in the mail.

Empty.

I know.

I know.

Look. Guys, guys, guys.

I hate kids so goddamn much.

I can't talk to kids these days.

The other day,
my little nephew came up to me.

He said, "Uncle Anthony,

I've been getting bullied
by another kid in school."

I said, "Don't put up with that."

"Break his nose."

"He'll leave you alone."

He said, "Uncle Anthony,
that's toxic masculinity."

Well, I wasn't gonna put up with that.

Listen, you guys came out here
to have a good time on a Saturday night.

I know what you want.

You want to talk politics. Let's go.

Let me tell you
what's wrong with this country.

Let me tell you what the problem is
with the United States of America.

In this country,
you've gotta be 16 years old

to drive a car, right?

That makes sense.

But you've gotta be 18 years old
to be considered an adult. To vote.

I think that's fucked up.

I think if you're old enough
and mature enough

to safely drive a car on the street,

then I should be allowed
to have sex with you.

Right?

Anyway…

That's the only problem with this country.

Now, as of this weekend, I've been on tour
with this material for 18 months.

And my favorite thing

about touring around the country
with these jokes the past 18 months

has been telling
that last joke in the South.

Guys, I have learned so much
about this great country of ours.

Right at the beginning of this tour,
18 months ago,

I was doing a show in Alabama.

Told them that joke.

Guy in the audience stands up and says,
"Anthony, I hate to break it to you,

but the age of consent in Alabama is 16,
so you gotta change that."

I said, "Oh, yeah?"

You got to change that.

And then a couple of weeks later,
I did a show in Mississippi.

Told them that joke
then told them about Alabama.

Guy in the audience stands up and says,

"In Mississippi,
the age of consent is 14."

And I said, "Ho-ly shit."

That's perfect.

I mean…

That is what the Founding Fathers
were all about.

You know?

I have a friend who works for the FBI.

He pretends to be a 12-year-old girl.

Goes on the Internet
and chats with child molesters all day.

I don't know what he does for the FBI,
but it's gotta be…

I feel like the big new thing

I keep hearing more and more about
these days is porn addiction.

I feel like every time I turn around,

someone is complaining
about their porn addiction.

Not me.

I can handle my shit.

But a couple of months ago,
I'm at a family reunion.

Big Jeselnik family reunion.

Everyone is there.

And the very first night,

we're all in this giant ballroom,
eating dinner together as a family

when my cousin stands up.

He's 15 years old.

He says, "I have an announcement to make."

"I just want to tell you all

that I've been suffering
from a porn addiction."

"And it's terrible."

"But I'm doing my best to get over it."

No one in my family knows what to say.

Generations of Jeselniks
are just staring straight ahead.

Trying to eat their dinner.

So I stood up.

I said, "Hey, man."

"We can watch something else."

"Look, I can put the game on if you want."

But when's the next time
we're all gonna be together, you know?

I don't have
a porn addiction.

I watch a healthy amount of porn.

I've got my favorites.

Hell, I was in a bar the other night,

saw my favorite porn star of all time
sitting at the end of the bar by herself.

I couldn't believe it.

I called the bartender over,
"Man, I'll have another beer."

"And see that girl down there?"

"She shouldn't be here. She's 13."

Now, this is where audiences
traditionally start to complain.

They'll say, "Anthony, why do you have
so many jokes about abusing children?"

"And why do you do them all
in the beginning?"

And this is where I kind of have
to stop the show for a minute.

And I explain to the audience
the concept of gallows humor.

Gallows humor is what I'm all about.

Gallows humor
is when you see something in the world

that is so horrible
that you have to laugh at it.

Otherwise, it would destroy you.

A couple of months ago,
I'm reading the newspaper,

and I come across an article
about a priest in my hometown

who just got arrested
for molesting an altar boy

at the exact same church
where I was an altar boy growing up.

That was horrifying to read.
That could've been me.

If I had become a priest.

We like to have fun.

I'm proud to say
that I've never once in my entire life

paid money to have sex with a prostitute.

And I'll tell you this.

They get so mad.

You know, there's one thing
I like about Milwaukee.

And there is one thing
I like about Milwaukee.

Seems like a safe place to live. Yeah.

Maybe not to you, but compared
to where I live in Los Angeles,

oh my God, this is paradise.

My neighborhood's really gone to shit
in the past couple years.

Gotten dangerous.

The other day, a woman
in my neighborhood was walking her dog,

had the dog stolen from her at gunpoint.

Now it's my dog.

I actually do love it here in Milwaukee.

I enjoy any time I get
to come and perform.

One of the all-time great
stand-up comedy towns, Milwaukee.

Yeah.

It cheers me up to be back in Milwaukee.
I'll tell you that.

I've needed cheering up lately too.

I've been a little down lately.
I'll admit it.

Lost a friend recently. Stupid.

Friend of mine went to the hospital
for an elective surgery.

A simple breast reduction surgery.

Did not survive the surgery.

Died right there on the operating table.

As far as I'm concerned.

Yeah.

Somehow that's become
one of the most polarizing jokes

I'm gonna tell all night.

And if you didn't laugh at it,
that's okay.

But what the fuck do you know?

I've been doing this for 20 years.

And I'll be honest,

I had no idea it had been 20 years
before my agent told me.

I never thought of 20 years as a goal
I should be trying to achieve.

I've never defined success by longevity.

I've always defined success

by how long has it been
since I had to have a roommate.

Yeah.

It's true.

I haven't had a roommate in 15 years.

I'm 45. That's not a flex.

Last roommate I ever had…

Last roommate I ever had, he had a video

of every single person
he'd ever had sex with in our apartment.

Yeah. It's a betrayal of trust.

But it was hilarious.

He had no idea.

Another way I define success as an artist.

How long has it been
since I had to have a day job?

Again, 15 years.

I hated the day jobs
I had to have coming up.

Imagine what I was like
at a day job 15 years ago.

I had this one day job.

Someone kept stealing my lunch.

Someone stole my lunch every single day,

even though I clearly had
my name written on it.

And I was pretty sure I knew who did it.
I just couldn't prove it.

So, one day before work,

I crushed up
an entire bottle of laxatives.

Enough laxatives to cripple a man.

And I put them in my food,

and then I waited

until this guy got up
to go to the bathroom.

And as soon as he did,

I shit all over his desk.

Yeah, I got fired
from most of my day jobs.

All of them, really.

All of them except the last one.

Last day job I ever had,

I worked in a giant,
soulless corporate office building,

and I quit in the middle of the day

after I watched a 60-year-old woman

accidentally step
into an empty elevator shaft

and plummet 30 stories to her death.

I just walked right the fuck out.

And that was my last day
in elevator repair.

If there's one thing I'm getting sick of
after 20 years of stand-up comedy,

it's the travel.

I always say I do the shows for free.
You pay me to travel.

And that is certainly true tonight.

Two nights ago,
I fly from New York City to Milwaukee.

Two-and-a-half-hour flight.
It's direct. It should be easy.

I get on the plane.

The woman sitting
next to me has a 100-pound dog

curled up in her lap.

And I say, "Excuse me,

but what the fuck is this?"

This woman, I swear to God,
she rolls her eyes at me,

and she goes,
"Uh, this is my emotional support animal."

"I have a note from my doctor."

I was like, "Note from your doctor?"

"Do you really need an
emotional support animal on this flight?"

And she goes, "No."

And I thought
my head was going to explode.

I don't like when people
take advantage of the system like that.

It's a two-and-a-half-hour flight.
I talked to her about it.

I'm happy to report by the time we landed,

she needed that fucking dog.

Air travel has gotten so uncomfortable
in the past few years.

But everyone I know
who flies a lot like I do,

they always have a little trick.

Everyone's got their own unique trick
to make flying easier for them.

Like, I'm friends
with a very wealthy married couple.

They're millionaires.

And they got six kids
in between the two of 'em.

They're always flying off
on some exotic family vacation.

And whenever they fly, their trick is

the family flies
on two separate airplanes.

That way, worst-case scenario,
one of those planes crashes,

they don't have to deal
with their kids anymore.

Uh-huh.

But look, if I'm being honest
with you guys…

If I'm being honest,
I don't actually have any married friends.

I used to.

Used to have a lot of married friends.

But all my married friends

have gotten divorced
in the past two years.

All of them.

But I've noticed something.

All my friends' divorces,
they all had two things in common.

Infidelity and me.

Hey, listen.

All right, listen.
You guys have been great so far.

I hate to do this to you,

but this next joke is gonna be
too smart for the crowd.

Don't worry. I will explain it to you.

And after all,
aren't those the best jokes?

Sigmund Freud's mom
must've been so fucking hot.

Okay?

Get that?

A lot of you were faking it
for the cameras. Let me explain.

Dr. Sigmund Freud.

The most famous psychoanalyst of all time.

His main theory, his main claim to fame,

was the theory that every young man
wanted to murder his own father

and have sex with his own mother.

Imagine.

Imagine how hot his mom must have been

for his colleagues to go, "Publish that."

I was 14 years old

when I walked in on my parents having sex.

That's a big moment for any young man.

That moment when you realize your parents
are more than just Mom and Dad.

They're also swingers.

Yeah, that was a core memory, for sure.

Never forget that.

I'll never forget
the night of my senior prom.

Night of my senior prom. I'm 18 years old.

I'm at home, putting on my tuxedo
when my dad walked in the room,

and he handed me a condom.

Snuck it to me in a handshake.
So fuckin' gross.

Then he looks me right in the eyes,
and he says, "Anthony,

do you have any questions?"

I said, "Yeah, Dad."

Do you have one
that's still in the wrapper?

Yeah, my dad was fuckin' weird, okay?

All your dads are weird.

When you're a kid, you can't recognize
how weird your parents are.

It's not until you get older
that you figure it out.

Like, when I was a little kid,
every year on my birthday,

my dad would take me into the kitchen,

put me up against the kitchen wall
and make a little mark

to measure my girth.

Mm.

And maybe that messed me up a little bit.
I don't know.

I feel like I'm a pretty normal guy.

Although I do get angry
when people try to talk to me about sex.

I was having lunch
with a friend the other day.

And he says, "Anthony,

I've been havin' trouble
with premature ejaculation."

I said, "Oh, yeah?"

"Why don't you try
talkin' about baseball?"

He said, "Anthony, don't you mean
thinking about baseball?"

And I said, "I don't give a fuck
what you think about."

"Just don't talk to me
about your premature ejaculation."

When I was growin' up,

I had a sibling rivalry
with my little brother.

Got out of hand, to be quite honest.

One day, my little brother
went into the backyard,

took my dog's collar off,
and let it run away from home.

So I poisoned his fish.

I think I won that one.

'Cause the next day,
I went out, and I found my dog,

put his collar back on,
brought him back home.

But my brother,

he died from the salmon.

Yeah, it's a banger.

Last year, my parents lost
all of their money in a Ponzi scheme.

So, of course, they came to me.

Their wealthy, successful son.

And asked me why I did that.

Mm.

Mm.

Yeah.

My family didn't have a lot of money
when I was growin' up.

My dad was a volunteer firefighter.

Do you know
what a volunteer firefighter is?

It is exactly like a regular firefighter.

Except your son does not respect you.

My mom's been having a hard time.

She's gettin' paranoid in her old age.

Can't sleep at night
'cause she gets too scared.

So every night,
around bedtime, she calls me

to complain on the phone for hours

that she's too afraid
to fall asleep in her own home.

So finally, after months of this,

just to get her off my back,

I bought her a gun.

And now she's scared about that.

She said, "Anthony,
what's the matter with you?"

"Don't you know
that people who live with a gun

are more than twice as likely
to be shot in their own home?"

I said, "Mom,

I am counting on it."

And look, maybe,
maybe I'm being too harsh.

I have trouble sleeping sometimes too.
Like the other night.

The other night, I'm lying in bed,
and I cannot fall asleep.

I'm just staring out my bedroom window
for hours.

And I swear, I saw my next-door neighbor
murder his wife in their kitchen

then dispose of the body in garbage bags.

Now I'm worried I'm next.

Like, I don't think he saw me,
but he sure as shit heard me clappin'.

Now, here's a joke I like a lot.

My cousin Randy

is maybe the dumbest person
I've ever met in my entire life.

Dumbest guy I've ever met.

The other day, he comes up, and he goes,
"Anthony, check out my new tattoo."

"It's the Japanese symbol for awesome."

"No, Randy."

"That's a swastika."

"I mean, fuck, man. Everybody knows."

"Everybody knows

that's the German symbol for awesome."

Now, I said I liked that joke a lot.

Here's how much I like that joke.

I used to open with it.

Right at the beginning of this tour,
18 months ago,

Kanye West came to one of my shows.

I had no idea he was even there.

I didn't find out until the next day
when Kanye went on a podcast.

And he said, "I went to go see
Anthony Jeselnik last night,

and his opening joke is so high level

that it made me realize I'm not funny."

Guys, that blew my mind

That's the best compliment
I've ever gotten in my life.

I humbled Kanye West.

You know.

Yeah.

I'm not gonna lie. I was so excited.

I watched that clip 100 times.

I sent it to my manager.
I said, "Put this on my website."

"Put it on social media."

"Let's sell some fucking tickets…

…with a little help from Kanye."

And my manager says to me, "Anthony,
are you out of your goddamn mind?"

"Don't you know what's been going on
with Kanye lately?"

And I said no. Honestly.

I used to be a huge Kanye fan,

but I stopped paying attention to him
when he went Christian.

And my manager says,
"Well, in the past two weeks alone,

Kanye's been wearing
White Lives Matter T-shirts

and saying wild, anti-Semitic shit."

And I was like, "Oh."

"He went super Christian."

That crazy son of a bitch
finally finished the whole book.

My manager said, "Look,
Anthony, you can use this clip of Kanye

to promote yourself if you want to,

but if you do,
you gotta drop that swastika joke."

"You gotta stop doing it for sure."

"Otherwise, you're gonna start
to attract the wrong kinds of fans,

and your current fans
will take the wrong lesson

from what you're doing."

And that's how much I like that joke.

I'm against cancel culture.

Thank you.

That's my impression of a shit comic
trying to get on Rogan.

In 20 years of stand-up comedy,

I've been asked the same questions
over and over and over again.

The question I get asked the most by far

is, "Anthony, what do you think
about cancel culture?"

"Does it make you mad?"

"Aren't you scared?
What do you think about cancel culture?"

So, let me be clear.

I don't give a fuck about cancel culture.

What I am sick of are comedians
complaining about cancel culture.

It's not that hard. Do your job.

Comedians are supposed to be
unparalleled badasses.

I know this
because I have a fucking mirror.

Cancel culture is not scary.

It's also not interesting.

And it's definitely not new.

Back when I was in college,
I had this crazy professor.

Made all of his students
fill out their own suicide note.

Then he would read them out loud
to the rest of the class.

As soon as the parents found out,
he got fired immediately.

And I was the only one
who stood up for him.

Because, hey, he made math fun.

And yes, I did mention Joe Rogan, guys.

Do not get me wrong.

I like Joe.
Joe's my friend. Joe's a good guy.

But if you listen to his podcast,
you're a fucking loser.

My brother-in-law
is Joe Rogan's biggest fan.

Never misses an episode.

Doesn't think four hours is long enough.

But my brother-in-law is Joe Rogan's
target demographic.

My brother-in-law
is a conspiracy theorist.

A crazy conspiracy theorist.

Like, my brother-in-law refuses
to become an organ donor

because he swears
that if you get into an accident

and the paramedics see
that you're an organ donor,

they won't try to save your life

'cause they want to use your organs
to help someone else.

It's insane, but I can't argue with him.

He's a paramedic.

Another question I've been asked
a million times in the last 20 years,

"Anthony, what's your favorite joke
you've ever written?"

It's easy. The first one.

Twenty years ago, when I started this,
I started from nothing.

I was nothing.

I was just going around
to open mics in Los Angeles,

performing for bitter open-mic comedians
who never reacted to anything.

I was just trying to find my voice.
Could I be good at this?

Could I make it a living?
And it took a while.

Until one night, I went to a coffee shop,
tried this joke out for the first time.

Changed my whole life.

I said, "Guys,
my girlfriend loves to eat chocolate."

"She's always eating chocolate,

and she likes to joke
she's got a chocolate addiction." Hmm?

"'Keep me away from those chocolate bars.
I'm addicted to 'em.'"

"And it's really annoying."

"So one day I put her in the car,
and I drove her downtown,

and I pointed out a crack addict,
and I said, 'Do you see that, honey?'"

"'Why can't you be that skinny?'"

And I will never forget telling
that joke for the very first time

to a room full of bitter
open-mic comedians

who never reacted to anything.

And the whole room just went, "Ooh."

I was like,
"Oh, I'm gonna be a fucking star."

And then, of course,
a couple years later, I got my big break,

and I got to do some roasting.

Got to roast Donald Trump,

Charlie Sheen, Roseanne Barr,
all the greats.

People still ask me, "Anthony,
which one was your favorite?"

Charlie Sheen.

But not because of Charlie Sheen.

I didn't give a fuck about Charlie Sheen.

I remember a couple days before
that roast, I'm at home writing jokes.

And I get a phone call from the network.

And they say, "Anthony, I know
you only have a couple days left to write,

but we just added Mike Tyson to the dais."

"Will you be able to write yourself
any jokes about Mike Tyson?"

Two days later,

I am walking into that roast
with 100 jokes about Mike Tyson.

I am so excited.

And right as I go to sit down,
guy from the network comes back.

He goes,
"I'm just double-checking with you."

"You don't have
any Mike Tyson rape jokes, do you?"

And I said, "Why?"

And he said,
"Well, it was almost impossible

to get Mike Tyson to agree
to appear on a televised roast."

"We had to promise him
there would be no rape jokes."

I was like, "Are we talking
about the same Mike Tyson?"

So now the roast has begun.

I'm up at the podium. Cameras are rolling.

I have zero jokes about Mike Tyson.

And I am mad about it.

But out of the corner of my eye,
I can see Mike Tyson sitting on the stage.

Mike's been drinkin'.

Mike's been smokin'.
Mike's laughing at everything.

Mike's responding to jokes
that aren't even about him.

Mike Tyson was having
the time of his life.

So I think, "You know what?"

"I can do one."

So I said,
"I think Mike Tyson's biggest problem

is Mike never had
a strong male role model growing up."

"Mike's dad walked out on the family
very early on

after Mike raped him."

Now, as soon as I tell this joke…

As soon as I tell this joke, I regret it.

I am afraid.

And I turned to look at Mike Tyson
to see, is he coming at me?

Am I about to die?

And I just see Mike Tyson
throw his head back, and he goes,

"He got you, Charlie."

Guys, in 20 years of stand-up comedy,
I've gotten to meet so many famous people.

Haven't given a fuck about any of 'em.

Except for one,
and that was Norm Macdonald.

Yeah. Yeah.

All right.

Long before I ever even considered
becoming a comedian,

I worshiped Norm Macdonald.

He was my hero when I was a kid.

He's still my hero today.

Never got to meet him
for the longest time.

Then a couple years ago,
I get a phone call from my agent.

He says, "Anthony, how would you like

to be the new host
of Last Comic Standing?"

And I said, "Why the fuck
would I want to do that?"

"That show sucks."

And he said, "This year,
it's gonna be different."

"This year, they have
Norm Macdonald as a judge."

"Would you like to work with Norm?"

And I signed up on the spot.

Norm and I made eight episodes
of this TV show together.

Eight straight nights
of eight-hour tapings every night.

And for the first four episodes,

Norm Macdonald and I
do not get along at all.

We get into fights every night on the air.
We get into fights every night backstage.

We flat-out do not like each other.

And it's killing me.

He's my hero
and the only reason I took this job.

So for those first four episodes,

I am working at it,
and I'm working at it hard.

Norm's working at it too,
just not nearly as hard.

But after four episodes,
for whatever reason, something clicks.

Finally, Norm and I are laughing together.
We're getting along. All I ever wanted.

After the show was finally finished,
Norm and I had to go and promote it.

And the last time
I ever saw Norm Macdonald,

we are backstage at Larry King.

I'm getting interviewed first,
and then Norm.

Right before I go out, Norm says to me,

"Hey, Anthony, I know
we haven't always gotten along

or seen eye-to-eye,
but if you're up for it and you trust me,

I thought of something really funny
that you and I could do together."

I said, "Oh my God, Norm.
Of course. You're my hero."

"Tell me what you want to do."

He says, "I think it'll be funny

if instead of promoting the show
by talking about these other comedians,

why don't you and I just promote the show
by publicly insulting each other?"

He says,
"Don't even try to be funny, Anthony."

"Just be mean."

And I said,
"You know what, Norm? I can do that."

I sit down with Larry King.

Larry says, "Anthony,
what you think about Norm Macdonald?"

And I said, "Larry,
Norm Macdonald is a piece of shit."

And I can hear Norm laughing backstage.

I finish the interview.
I go backstage. Norm is still laughin'.

He says, "Anthony, that was perfect."

"Now, watch this."

Norm sits down with Larry King.

Larry King says, "Norm, what do you think
about Anthony Jeselnik?"

Norm says, "Larry,
he's one of the greats."

I've never been more pissed off
in my entire life.

Can't believe I fell for that.

You have been an amazing crowd today.
I'm going to leave you all with this.

This is my new closer.

Don't worry. It is trans-proof.

About a month ago, I went to a wedding.

Craziest wedding I've ever seen.

After the ceremony,
every single person there took Molly.

The bride took Molly.
The groom took Molly.

The parents, the grandparents.
Every single person there was on Molly.

Craziest shit I've ever seen.

I blacked out around midnight.

Woke up the next morning
in a fucking hammock somewhere.

Went and found the bride and groom,
and I was like, "Hey, guys."

"Did I do anything embarrassing
last night?"

And they said, "Yeah, Anthony."

"You spiked the punch with Molly."

Thank you very much, Milwaukee.
Have a great night. Thank you.