- COME ON! MANO A MANO!
- WHENEVER.
- THE STRAPS ARE JUST TOO TIGHT.
- COME BACK!
(# HEAVENLY CHORUS)
YEAH, WHATEVER. BASICALLY, I'M ON DEATH ROW.
YOU'RE MY ONLY HOPE.
THE WOMEN WHO INSPIRED ME AND WHOM I INSPIRED
AND WHOM I'LL NEVER SEE AGAIN.
THEY HAVE DEFEATED THE BETAMAX BANDIT.
WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T FALL ASLEEP.
- HAVE YOU GOT ANY OTHER CLOTHES?
- NO.
GIDEON! GIDEON!
THEY DO A DAY'S WORK BEFORE
YOU PUT YOUR STRAIGHTENERS ON.
- (LOUD) HOWARD, HEAD FOR THE BRAIN.
- BIT QUIETER, NABOO.
AM I GOING TO HAVE TO ASSEMBLE THIS KINDER EGG
AND TAKE HIM WITH ME?
I CAN'T BELIEVE WE WENT ALL THE WAY THERE
AND DIDN'T EVEN GET ANY YOUTH JUICE.
TAKE ME THROUGH EVERY MODE OF TRANSPORTATION
ALL RIGHT. HAVING A BIT OF TROUBLE WITH
THE KEYBOARD PLAYER, JOHNNY TWO HATS.
LIKE INTERNAL BLACK WANGERS.
(DRUMMING STOPS)
HEY, RUDI, THAT WAS PRETTY GOOD, HUH?
DO YOU THINK THAT WAS THE NEW SOUND?
- IT'S VERY IMPORTANT I SEE THE BRAIN NOW.
- HE CAN'T, IN FACT, SEE YOU UNTIL JULY NEXT YEAR.
IT'S THE SEMINAL KOWALSKI. YOU CAN'T
GO BACK TO BRANDO AFTER YOU'VE SEEN SAMMY.
I GO FISHING OUT ON BLACK LAKE.
-IT'S NABOO, ACTUALLY.
-WHAT?
- (CHEERING)
- VINCE, SMASH IT!
- I'LL TRAIN YOU UP.
- YOU?