I'll have the club sandwich--
two pieces of bread, avocado sliced thin, no tomato. Check.
Uh, you're not gonna write any of this down? I don't need to.
I remember every order with a handy mnemonic Device
Using state Capitals and Tobey Maguire movies.
Or you could just write it down.
And... it's locked in. It isnotlocked in. We gotta stop sitting in Randy's section.
He always gets our order wrong
because he never writes anything down. You know, he'd probably get your food right
if you didn't order like a girl from long island. Oh, mygod.
Okay, just please don't complain, 'cause we know
what happens in the kitchen when they don't like a
customer. Do you really think they spit in your food?
No, Ithinkmy Cable guy has seen me naked.
Iknowthey spit in our food. Not me. I was
the best waitress. It's all about the up-sell.
It's like, "oh, no,
you don't want another plate of maui wowie chicken bites?"
How about now, table of divorced dads? Damn.
You telling your maui wowie Chicken bites story? I need to get new stories.
Hey, Max. That guy you were talking to was supercute.
Give me dets. Come on. I don't know. I
wasn't paying attention. I was too busy making
up a song in my head about why Mac and cheese are best
friends. (british accent) Hey, Max, it was great to meet you.
Look, I've gotta run, but do you want to go out sometime?
Uh, sure. Great. All right. Well, how about Friday? That's my number.
Okay. Great. I'll give you a call. Later, Adrian.
Ooh! Yeah, girl!
Black, british, and gay? (nasal voice) Fabulous. (Jane) Yeah.
That guy walks into a bar, it's Londonbritchesfalling down.
(laughter) Guys, what is this, "sex and the city," season two?
Oh! (singsongy) La, La, La, la, la! Have it on dvr.
Wait a minute. You'renotgonna call that guy? Are you nuts?
Come on. He sucks. I can tell. Max, why do you always do this?
Why do you always blow a guy off before you get to know them? I don't do that!
This thing is sweet. I always wanted a muscle car.
Yeah, I know, right?
I love to just throw the top down and Blast Dave Matthews.
Yep.
It's a slippery slope, all right?
You let one guy in that likes the Dave Matthews band,
the next thing you know,
you're playing Frisbee Golf and taking it
really seriously. Okay, here is your club soda
and tomatoes on the side, just like you ordered. Tomatoes? (gags)
Ooh. Uh... okay. Uh, guys, I--tomato--I just... (gagging) I've got tomato...
it's okay. He's got a thing with tomatoes.
Give me the tomatoes. I can't even... I mean...
so he'll vomit? No, if he throws up, I will. It's...
I'm good. I'm good. Guys... see... Max. Honey.
Let me just--I think I'll take it to my--I
don't want 'em. Max. Max. Max, give m--All right.
♪♪♪
What was your problem with Adrian?
That guy was incredibly Hot and perfect. (scoffs)
What's the big deal? He has a british accent?
I could have a british accent.
(jamaican accent) "Meet me at the palace for high
tea, mon." Okay, I have no idea what that was.
Seriously, what could he have possibly said in Five minutes
that made you not want to go out with him? (sighs) He was kinda terrible.
He kept going on and on about the bears. You love the bears.
Yeah, but he was one of those "we" guys.
Like,"weneed play Better defense."
"Weneed to stick our blocks."
It's like, you're not on the team. (chuckles)
Oh, Max. I used to be just like you.
I used to look for any excuse not to like a guy,
so that I could reject him before he rejected me. Was
that before or after you slept with every guy you met?
Ooh! (singsongy) La, La, La, la, la!
Let me know when you're done. Brad was the only guy that I didn't prejudge instantly,
and thank god. Aw, that's my boo.
I'm okay with Sloppy 22nds. I mean, sure, I could've bailed
when I saw his collection of Paula Abdul cassingles,
or when I learned that he tucks his pajama shirt in. Okay, let's wrap this up.
It doesn't matter. I threw away his number. Oh. Well... (chuckles)
Okay, did you keep this because you think we really have a shot,
or because you're
an obsessive-compulsive whack job? Mm... 80/20.
I just think you should give him a chance.
Go out on one date with him.
He may not be as bad as you think he is.
All right. Fine. I'll go on a date with him,
but the second he tucks his pajamas in, I'm out of
there. I don't understand why a brother can't look nice
when he goes to bed. Is that a crime?
(kisses) Oh, Sara.
(moans) Ohh. "Alex"?
No, it's... it's Dave.
No, I know.
Oh! I get it. You wanna do some role-playing.
No, you have a tattoo on your back that says "Alex."
Oh, my "Alex" tattoo is for...
Alex trebek?
I know, but it was better than my last excuse.
Alex... ander Hamilton.
He wrote most of the federalist papers?
That is so crazy. I know. I thought most of the federalist Papers
were written by James Madison. Impressive, right, boo?
Oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't listening.
(chuckles) I was picturing that Adrian guy naked. So was I.
Hello. Hey, al. You know, Dave was just telling us
about how his "Alex" tattoo is totally killing his game.
Oh. Is it? Big game? No, not big game. Not bison.
Just the occasional deer or two. Maybe a gnu. (chuckles)
How about you?
Is your "Dave" tattoo messing up your game?
Oh. Yeah. Yeah, I mean, that's why I got it removed. (chuckles) You did?
Yeah, I just thought it was time to move on.
Plus, I got tired of saying I was a super Dave Osborne
fan. What?! how could you get tired of telling people you're
a super Dave Osborne fan? Well, maybe I should get mine removed, too.
Maybe you should. Well, maybe I will.
(chuckles, mouth full) Maybe you should. Maybe I will.
(chuckles) okay. I'm just trying to clear something up in my head
as I go over it again.Areyou a super Dave Osborne fan, or are
you tired of telling people you're a super Dave Osborne Fan? Why do you do this?
(indistinct conversations)
There we go. Enjoy. Thank you.
Is any of it right? It's on a plate.
Well, mine looks fine. Penn, stop defending him.
You told him you're allergic to nuts,
and your salad's all pecan-crusted.
It's okay. (chuckles) I'm just gonna eat around it, so...
(wheezes)
Oh, my god. (whispers) my throat's closing.
Okay. This has gotta stop. Hey! (lowered voice) No, no.
Okay, look, please. It's really hard to be a waiter.
Just... Penn, he needs to hear some constructive criticism.
I know, but... it'll make him better at his job.
He'll thank me for it in the long run. Dude! What's up?
Randy, you gotta start writing stuff down, man.
I didn't order pie. Penny almost died. Feel like you should be flipping those.
Yeah, he always gets my order Wrong, too. Randy, are you getting more complaints?
No, it's just, I have this mnemonic device that I'm using--
I told you this can't happen again, all right?
Hit the road. You're fired. What?
You're fired! Oh, thanks a lot, man! Oh, and this... it's locked in.
But I... you said...
Oh, so now y'all don't know nobody?
For real? That's what's hot in the streets?
So how hammered were you when you got this thing?
Let's just say there was a lot of hair-holding.
(retching) Hold my hair. Hold my hair. Okay. I got it. Oh, jeez.
Go, bears!
Go, bears! Whoa!
Sounds like a lot of fun.
What do you say we blast this bitch's name off, huh?
Oh. Whoa. No, no. It's--it's not like that.
We're actually still friends. Oh. One of those.
Sounds like you have some unresolved feelings going on. No, no. It's just that--
when did you break up? About four months ago.
Four months ago. Uh-huh. I'm sorry.
Why are you writing that down? This has nothing to do with--
in my experience, if someone is truly over someone else,
they get those taken off right away.
Well, I've been really busy, you know,
buying V-neck T-shirts, wearing V-neck T-shirts.
It pretty much usurped most of my time.
Exactly. There are two things you need to understand.
One, I do not validate, and two, you shouldn't get this done
until you have all your feelings worked out.
You really need to understand, tattoo removal is permanent.
Once you have a tattoo taken off, you cannot put it back on.
Really? 'cause I feel like I could just--
uh, shh, shh, shh. Just... think about what I said, okay?
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go remove a face pentagram
from a woman who's running for city council. She's got my vote.
Boom! Triple 20! I win again, Clyde!
I don't care that you don't remember where you are. (cell phone rings)
Oh. Oh. Don't go anywhere, okay?
Hello?
(Jane) Hey, it's Jane.
(cockney accent) How's your date going with the brit boy?
Oh, it's awesome. I know, Adrian.
Chelsea handlerhasforgotten how to keep it real.
(chuckles) We're really hitting it off.
(chuckles, normal voice) Oh, I'm so glad to hear that. Mm-hmm.
That is just fantastic. Ooh-Hoo-Hoo-hoo! Hey, you just missed Adrian.
Why aren't you on your date? Uh... look, I wasn't into it.
Besides, I needed to reconnect with Clyde. (snoring)
So did you at least call to cancel, or did you stand him up?
You stood him up?
Oh. (scoffs) It's not a big deal. Well, what did you say
when he called to find out where you were? He didn't call.
Well, then how do you know he didn't standyouup?
(laughs) what? You're out of your mind.
I mean, is it possible that Max got maxed, huh?
Okay, one, I love how you used my name as a verb.
Big part of becoming a cultural icon,
which you know is a goal of mine.
Two, you shut your whore mouth! Ooh. Touched a nerve?
No one maxes Max.
Now Let's go grab whatever wasp overcoat you wear.
We're gonna go down to that bar and see that he's sitting there
like a skinny, british Loser, all like...
(british accent) "Where's Max?
He broke my heart by Not showing up." Your shirt inside out?
(normal voice) yep. My shirt is inside out.
Hey. Hey. I just wanted to ask you something.
Yeah. Come on in. I was just making myself some tea.
Do you want some? No, I'm good.
Um, let me ask you somethin'.
How soon after the whole thing did you get your tattoo removed?
Oh, my tattoo. Excellent question.
Um, I don't know, like, a week or so. Oh.
Yeah. That was fast.
Yeah. Did you get yours taken off? You free to be aplaya?
Don't say "playa." I regretted it almost immediately.
So was there any scarring? Yeah. A little. Yeah.
Do you mind if I took a look, just to see what I'm in for?
Nah. I don't think so. I-I wasn't trying to get you naked or anything.
No, I know. I know that's not what you
meant. Yeah, 'cause it-- it wouldn't be weird,
because we've done it, like, a million times. Yeah,
like, a million bajillion times, right? (chuckles)
Yeah. But I don't know.
Now it's weird. No, it's not.
No, it is. Yeah. Ah, it's weird. It's not weird. It's a little weird.
Look, um, you're about to get
a really long apologize-y text from me. Don't read it.
I just have to send it.
(chuckles)
I'm telling you, Adrian did not stand me up.
I'm like a chubby Chris O'Donnell,
which in Chicago is like a regular Chris O'Donnell.
All right. Calm down. Wow, Max.
Adrian picked a place where they make guacamole at your table.
Didn't you say that when you come into some money,
you were gonna get one of those ladies to come live
at your house? I don't think that I said that.
Besides, she's using a lot of lime.
(clicks tongue) I don't see Adrian anywhere.
Yeah. He's probably in the bathroom writing
Elliott SMITH-type Songs about me.
Excuse me. You seen a guy named Adrian--black, british?
Oh, yeah. I know him. We used to be roommates.
Well, at least until he got that front office job with the bears.
That's why he was saying "we." He's them! (chuckles)
He works for the bears. That is pretty cool. Jane, it's chicago.
Everybody works for the bears. So where's Adrian tonight? He didn't come in tonight.
He didn't? On fridays he usually goes to the avalon theater
for good bad movie night. A bunch of people sit around
and watch a bad movie and make fun of it. It's ironic.
(chuckles) Orange whips? Uh, no orange whips for me.
Tell me this guy doesn't sound perfect for you.
This is why you have to give people a chance.
He could be your Brad! Except for British and way cooler.
Do you think my marriage is in trouble? Come on. We're going to the avalon.
What, so you can apologize and ask him out on a real date? No! 'cause I'm pissed!
I feel bad for getting Randy fired. (sighs)
I wanna make it up to him. At this point, I
really just think you should leave it alone.
No, no, no. I know the perfect thing.
No. Mnh.
This is much better. Mm-hmm.
(both) Hey!
What are you guys doing here? Are you stalking me?
Look, man, uh, I feel bad, so I bought this gift basket
to apologize for getting you fired.
Wait. You got fired?
I bet it was for not writing stuff down. No, no. No, it's--no, b--
It's because I touched someone's Butt.
Why did he get fired? Uh, he touched my Butt?
I'm tired of you not writing stuff down! (sighs)
You forgot phone messages, our anniversary,
when my birth parents came to town!
How hard is it to grab a pencil?! say something.
Dude, she's right. Writing stuff down only takes, like, a second. No, not that.
We're done, Randy, and in case you forget, write it down.
Okay, B--
mm. Mm, mm, mm. I think she just needs a second to calm down.
Yeah.
And by the way, your band sucks.
I don't know what you're worse at, guitar Or sex!
(thud) No!
Stings a bit.
(Jane) Max, what exactly is your plan here?
You're just gonna run in There and start yelling?
I don't have a plan, but I like your plan.
I don't have any money! Pay for my ticket!
Hi. Two, please, for Jessie Spano's boobs.
(laughter) (man speaking indistinctly in Spanish )
(whispers loudly) Adrian? Adrian? Huh?
Adrian? Adrian? (whispers) Max?
Adrian, hey! What are you doing here?
Shh! (whispers) You shush, bro.
I'm trying to have a personal conversation
here. I'm trying to watch the movie here,bro.
Bro, you do not want to get into a bro-off with me, bro.
Boom! Shamed!
What do you want? I came to let you know that even though you have an awesome job,
and you're black and British, which is super sexy,
and you know a place to make magic happen out of an avocado
and a pestle, doesn't give you the right to--Oh, my god.
Is this the "I'm a dancer, not a stripper" scene?
Awesome. Yo soy bailarina. Yo No soy Unastripper.
In Spanish? Amazing. Ahem.
You can't stand people up. I didn't stand you up.
Shh! Yeah?
Then how come the bartender said you weren't there? I was waiting outside...
Oh, you were outside? Like a gentleman.
That's actually very nice. It's super polite. (chuckles)
Mm. That's the kind of guy I am. It's... it's
nothing. Look, I feel like we got off to a Rocky start.
I said some things. You said some things. Actually, I didn't say anything.
My point is that I'm actually glad it worked out
the way it did. I mean, I learned a ton about you
while I was trying to track you down. Oh, that's nice, Max.
Do you know how else you could have learned about me? Facebook?
No. By Turning up for our date.
Sorry, Max. I don't date guys who play games.
Look who got served now, bro. (chuckles)
You shut your whore mouth, okay? He just got his heart broken.
Yeah, this was embarrassing, but this is embarrassing, too!
You're on a date with no one! You're alone! Okay. Enjoy the movie.
Yeah, enjoy the movie. Enjoy your date, huh? No,
we don't need any--no. We don't need any more words.
No more--all right. Yep. You two come together-- you and no one, huh?
Okay. There's no one there. We all know there's no
one there. You'll be alone for the rest of your life!
Know how I can tell? That stupid beard!
(Alex) ♪ I'm dusting, I'm dusting ♪
♪ I bought this from a guy named Justin ♪
♪ Justin's supercute, and he looks like my cousin ♪
♪ This song got really super strange fast ♪
drum solo!
(imitates drum Beats and cymbal crash)
♪ Hi-hat ♪
(chuckles)
so it's our anniversary,
and I know that you've always wanted to go to Paris,
so I priced out two first-class tickets... (chuckles) what?
And then I realized I'm a waiter with $40,000
in Student loan debt, and I got you this instead.
Oh. (chuckles)
That's... that's way better
than an actual trip to Paris, right? (chuckles)
Louvre,shmoove. (chuckles) Turn it over.
(chuckles)
Would you wanna move in with me?
(chuckles) Oh, my god. Yes! Yes?
Yes. Yes. Yes. Awesome, except We gotta keep the bathroom door shut.
Those couples just creep me out. (chuckles)
(sighs)
So...
what are you having removed?
On my back I got this giant eagle
fighting a bison on top of a skull made out of lava,
while five panthers wait
to rip apart the carcass of the loser.
You?
Uh... it's a Hawk...
eating Abe Lincoln's brains out of his top hat,
wrapped in a...
hey, al! What are you doing here?
Sweet.
Al, you've still got the tattoo. Why'd you lie?
Come here. I don't know.
You know, it just--it really hurt to think it was so easy
for you to get rid of it. I mean, it's been months,
and I still can't bring myself to do it. Okay, well,
if we're gonna be completely honest, I didn't bail
on getting mine off just because of the scars and stuff.
But it's time, right?
Yeah. So then Let's do it together.
Look, if we are gonna face lasers,
we're gonna need some help. A little tail of the dog? It's hair of the dog.
What do I care? I'm a cat person. I'm a cat person, too.
(woman) Dr. Forest, Dial 182, please.
Whew. (clicks tongue)
Ah. Ohh. Do you remember the last time we drank that stuff?
I only remember the morning after.
Ooh.
(grunts)
(sighs)
Aah.
(exhales deeply)
Oh, my head.
Jager!
Oh, god. The last thing I remember...
ohh. (sniffles) Is doing body shots off your stomach.
That was not me. That was the bartender.
He was a nice man. Mm-hmm.
Mm. Mm. Mm.
Hmm.
Mm.
Why is my shoulder so sore?
Hmm?
(laughing) Oh. Maybe it has something to do with that.
Aah! I got a tattoo!
(chuckles)
ohh.
I think it's kinda sweet, you know? Ohh.
It's kinda like...
even when I'm not with you, I still will be, you know?
Ow.
Oh, hell, no!
Oh! You got a "Dave" tattoo on your hip!
No! My name on your beautiful body!
Ohh! I look like an extra on "oz." You really don't.
Are we really that couple that has matching tattoos?
I think it's-- it's cute, you know?
It'll be, uh, a great story we can tell our children.
I love you.
I love you, too.
(chuckles)
That was a fun morning.
Easy.
(panting) whew. Ooh. (panting) Do you think we made a mistake?
Yeah. Yeah, we made a huge mistake.
Ohh.
(grunts) (whirring)
(inhales deeply) Ow! Ow! Ow! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Ow! Ow! Ow, that hurts!
Ow! That hurts! That hurts!
So Randy's ex says she hasn't seen him since they broke up.
You know what? He's probably fine. Or living in his car.
(chuckles) Yeah, or a shoe...
(chuckles) or a ranch, breeding baby unicorns. (chuckles) Or his car.
No, seriously. He's living in his car.
Ohh.
(grunts) Hey, fella.
Hi. Whatcha doin' in there?
First you get me fired. Then you get me kicked out of my house.
Now I can't even sleep in my own car. Hi. How are you?
Hi. So things are good?
Oh, great. Uh, no house, no girlfriend.
My band just kicked me out, which they only let me join
'cause I gave 'em free food from the restaurant.
Sounds like someone's going... (singsongy) Solo.
(sighs) Look, man.
I'm really sorry about what happened.
I'll tell you what. I'm gonna get you a job at my office.
No. Are--seriously?
Oh, yeah. That--I--see--really? 'cause that would--
that would be awesome, man. Thank you. Oh, yeah. Happy to do it.
Uh, call me on Monday. Uh, take my number down. Yes. Okay. Yeah.
It's 312-487... (whispers) 312-487...
what are you doing? (normal voice) I'm locking it in.
I got a brain like a computer, so just hit me with it. (mouths words)
(whispers) Yeah. Like I told you, it's just a mnemonic device, which is
simply a memory aid. I mean, you can use 'em really for anything.
I have one for the great lakes, one for the planets that
are in Orbit, uh, the-- the heads of Mount rushmore.
It is--it's a little more complex than the others.
So you didn't get them removed?
No. (sighs) No, those tattoos were a symbol of our bond
as a couple, and now they're a symbol of our
bond as friends. Yeah, you know, you can't
just get rid of something that special just like that. Hurt too much?
Like a bitch! Yeah.
I gotta say, Max, I'm really surprised you called.
Hey, don't worry.
I'm not into Dave Matthews anymore. (chuckles) It's all good.
I'm not the type of guy to judge someone over one thing anymore.
So how's everything going? Oh, it's good, man. Uh, just hanging out.
Mm-hmm. I finally traded in That old muscle car,
and now I'm rocking a Cherry 2001 p.T. Cruiser.
(whispers) Okay. (chuckles) Yeah, oh, and I'm super excited
about this fan blog I started for Paul Walker.
Oh, he's a guy. (chuckles) Yeah.
I mean, that pretty much catches us up to today. Good.
Yeah, which is a great day,
'cause I just got this braided belt. Okay, I gave it a shot. I'm done.
Baby steps. True.
Okay, so I want a she-Wolf
making love to a metal panther on top of a flaming bar code,
and under that, I want it to say,
"if there's a hell, i'll see you there, Janet."
You gonna write that down?
Nope. It's locked in.
(buzzing)
♪♪♪