04x02 - Lou, Ross, and Jiavani Drink Your Milkshake

[bunniefuu]

Tonight, really
close to the camera,

it's Lou Wilson!

I'm here!

Rising behind me like
a vampire, it's Ross Bryant!

- Thank you for inviting me in, Sam.

Uh-oh!

And where you least expect her, Jiavani!

Jiavani, that's you.

They're all here to...

Make Some Noise!

- Welcome to "Make Some Noise,"

the game so good we spun it off unchanged.

I am your host, Sam Reich.
Here's how the show works.

I have here a series of
improvisational prompts

our players have never seen before.

Isn't that right, players?

- Mm-hmm.
- Not seen 'em.

- I asked and you said, "No."

- They will, to the best of their ability,

fulfill those prompts.

I will award them corresponding points,

and the winner will go home
with the coveted Golden Ear,

which, believe it or not,

was our eighth choice of body part.

Players, are you ready to rumble?

- Yeah!

- Yes-uh!
- Yeah!

- Let's start with a
little warm-up minigame.

This is a game that we like
to call Take Some Direction.

How it works is, players,

I will present you with a line of dialogue

to read over and over and over again.

As I do, I will give you direction,

microadjustments, if you will,
to affect your performances.

Does that make sense?

- Yes.
- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

- Lou, with no direction
to start out with,

from "There Will Be Blood."

"I drink your milkshake. I drink it up."

- I drink your milkshake. I drink it up.

- Ross, give me a little bit more.

I drink your milkshake.

I drink it up!

- Jiavani, give me a little bit more.

I drink your
milkshake! I drink it up!

- Lou...

give me a little bit more.

I drink your
milkshake! I drink it up!

- Ross, give me a little bit more.

I drink
your milkshake! I drink it up!

- Jiavani, lactose intolerantly.

I drink your milkshake!

I drink it up!

- Lou, give me a little bit more.

I drink your
milkshake, m*therf*cker!

I drink it up!

- Ross, give me a little bit more.

Where's
your f*cking milkshake?

Oh, I forgot.

I already drank its a*s up!

- Jiavani, give me a little bit more.

You wanted a milkshake?

Well, you don't have one
'cause I f*cking drank it!

- Lou, give me a little bit more.

What's up, m*therf*cker?

Your milkshake? It's a*s?

I got up in there and I drank it.

From tip to tail,

I drank your milkshake's
a*s, m*therf*cker!

- Ross, give me a little bit more.

I laid your milkshake down.

Tell 'em.

- Your milkshake and I had
an intimate evening together.

- f*ck' tell 'em, Ross!

- Your milkshake gave me everything!

- That's right! That's right!

- And when your milkshake thought
there was no more to give,

I found a way-
- Yeah, boy!

- for it to give me even more!

- Yeah!

- I drank it deep.

- Unh!

- And there was nothing
left for it to give!

- Unh!

- And when there was none,

it begged me to drink more!

- Yeah!

- And I found a f*cking way

Ross, you're outta control!

- Jiavani, give me a little bit more!

- I took your milkshake to a little party.

Oh!

- Where we were all wearing
capes and blindfolds.

- Oh!

- I took your milkshake's a*s,

I flipped its cape up,

and I stuck my tongue in the straw

and sucked

while people rounded about us,

chanting the ancient hymn.

♪ Ares dex machina ♪

♪ Ares dex machina ♪

Your milkshake
said, "More, more, more!"

And I obliged!

Sam, is this the whole show?

- And that's a minigame.

Oh my gosh!

- That brings us to round one, I suppose?

- What?

- Lou.

- Don't you come around
here not havin' no prompt.

- Again?

- Why fix what's not broken?

- Five 'You call that a punch?'-es,

each less convincing than the last.

- You call that a punch?

You call that a punch?

Oh!

Ow.

You call that a punch?

Pa-

Ow! Ow!

You call that a punch?

Not doing well.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh, oh!

Mom?

He punched me really hard!

Okay, I'll say it.

You call that a punch?

- Four points that haven't
even reached a tenth

of their full power for you.

- Mm!

- Which brings us to...

Ross!

- Yes, sir.

- Kendrick and Drake's couples therapist.

- What I'm hearing is that
you think it was a violation

of trust for someone that
you'd taken out on tour

to claim in a public forum
that you are Canada's

number one sexual deviant.

Great, I think if it's good
if we stay away from using,

"Your b*tch a*s did
such and such" language

and put this more in terms
of "I" statements like,

"I felt personally betrayed

when you released a single

with a picture of my house

with 'sexual predator' pins dropped

all over the surface of my home."

For example, "I took it in a personal way

when during America's
most popular football game

when you said my name
on national television,

you did a cheeky little
take to the camera."

Great, I think it's time we take a break.

If you anyone to call.

I hear you like 'em young.

- Ross is gonna get sued.

- Yeah, one total breakthrough

- of a point for you.
- Mm-hmm.

- Jiavani.

Jiavani!

- I loved it then, I love it now.

A stoned chef is clearly making up

today's specials on the fly.

Hey, everybody.

Tonight's specials are not on the board,

um, 'cause I got 'em
right here.

I'm thinking like, mac and cheese

with Spam inside of a fried wonton.

It's got, um, paprika, mayonnaise,
and a whole lotta love!

For today's amuse-bouche,

we got, uh, pea tendrils
three ways.

Nah.

I don't even know
why I said that, you guys!

Like, what could I make that's
more special than this team

other than like, Totino's Pizza Rolls

with some rice stuffed in 'em?

How f*cking b*mb would that be?

- Jiavani, a role you were
absolutely born to play.



- Yeah!

- Is this when Jacob Wysocki comes out?

- Which brings us back to Lou.

- Don't you come round
here not havin' no prompt.

- Would you look at
this, it's a gift prompt!

- What?
- Wait!

- Whoa!
- What's that mean?

- Lou, it's Brennan!

- Oh, Jesus!
- Oh.

- They told me you needed a
prompt for "Make Some Noise,"

so I'm giving you one!

I would love to see
someone breaking bad news

to a loved one on the phone

while a street vendor
f*ck up their crepe order.

Let's get that Golden Ear,

my man, you got it.

- That, one more time, from Brennan was,

someone breaking bad news
to a loved one on the phone

while a street vendor
f*ck up their crepe order.

- He really does know me.

Yeah, can I do the French special?

That's the one with the
Nutella and the bananas

and it's got like, the egg coating.

Yeah, that's great.

Oh, sorry. Hey.

Hey, hey, what's up?

No, no, no, everything
at the vet went great.

They did everything they could for Kevin,

but I think this was the kind of situation

where parakeets just don't-

I want Nutella, not chocolate.

I want Nutella.

Sorry, honey. No, you can't see him.

Hey, as*h*le! Hey, hey!

I want bananas on the inside,
I want Nutella on the outside,

and then I want the
egg coating, all right?

Kevin!

No, you can't see him again.

He is going, uh, to where parakeets go

when they can't be with
their owners anymore.

f*ck!

I'm telling my kid his
parakeet's f*cking dead!

And all I want is a little f*cking crepe

to make me feel better

about putting a parakeet down, all right?

So get it f*cking right!

Get it right!

Did you hear that, sweetie?

Wow, Lou.

- Thanks, Brennan.

- Let's say a number two with a Nutella

amount of points for you, Lou.

Which brings us back for a
last time at round one to Ross.

- Holy moly!

- Jack Skellington
stumbles into Pi Day town.

Jesus, God!

Oh my-!

Oh my God, Ross!

♪ What's this, what's this ♪

♪ There's magic everywhere ♪

♪ What's this, what's this ♪

♪ There's something in the air ♪

♪ What's this, what's this ♪

♪ I have to make it mine ♪

♪ Oh no, it can't be humbler ♪

♪ Yes, it seems that there are
numbers that aren't prime ♪

♪ What's this, what's this ♪

♪ I've never seen before ♪

♪ What's this, what's this ♪

♪ A three point and one four ♪

♪ What's this, what's this ♪

♪ It's there and then it's gone ♪

♪ It's a number that goes on ♪

♪ And on and on and on
and on and on and on ♪

Wow!

- That's how we do it!
- Wow!

- Oh my gosh!

- As many digits of pi as you can recite

amount of points for you.

- 3.14159...

- And that'll do it.

- Phew!
- That's great.

- Which brings us to the last
prompt of round one, Jiavani.

Jiavani!

- A holy book alternates
between insightful moral advice

and seriously f*cked up sh*t.

Thank you
so much for tuning in today

as we read a passage
from the Book of Lord.

Chapter 14, verse 27:

And thou shalt prepare
the way for your children,

guiding them in all good things,

having much grace for them

before you do eat their faces

Hm, well...

- On the Lord's holy day.

Teach them your ways, O Lord.

Teach them to seek out the good news

when they do seek out those

to eat themselves if they
have not already been eaten.

For in this world, and
you all know this part,

you shall eat the face of others
or your face shall be eaten

beginning with those
you have given birth to!

So, when you do slather them
in butter from nose to chin,

for we do not eat the forehead or eyeball,

we shall embrace the decadence,
O Lord, of your wisdom

and deliciousness as we do
devour the lower part of the face

of those we love.

Bow your head.

Did I do it?

Okay. Yeah, all right.

- 100%!
- Okay.

- A false idol amount of
points to you, Jiavani.

- Mm.
- Ooh!

- Which brings us to our second minigame.

This is a little minigame that
we like to call Vent it Out.

How it works is, players,
I am going to give you

a series of topics to rant and rave about.

When I say, "Stop," you
must stop ranting and raving

and the next player must
start ranting and raving

exactly where the last one left off.

Jiavani.

- Jiavani!

- Starting with you, deciding
on dinner every single night.

- We cannot be expected to make decisions

like dinner every single night.

There should be some sort of regimen.

- Stop. Lou.

- There's like, three
choices for breakfast,

two choices for lunch.

Dinner, it's too wide. Someone
needs to narrow the scope.

And that's why I'm bringing
this to you, Congress-

- Stop! Jiavani.

- Please, senators,
find it in your hearts.

- Stop. Ross.

- To feed me, personally!

Choose my meals, please!

- Stop. Lou.

- I'm not picky. You can
say Monday is fish night.

Tuesday is peas night.

- Stop. Jiavani.

- Wednesday is pizza. Thank you!

- Stop. Ross.

- This is a republic founded on liberty,

but we have gone too far!

Ross, starting with you,

that small dogs get all the clothes.

- Where's the love for my big, big boys?

- Stop. Jiavani.

- Big bug boys.

- Stop. Lou.

- Bug boys. Big, big boys need love.

Big, big boys, they need to be kept warm.

- Stop. Ross.

- What about a Mastiff?
What about a Great Dane?

All my big-
- Stop. Jiavani.

- Boys like a Mastiff need a
big, big coat or a big, big hat

that they can look cute in.

- Stop. Lou.

- What, you guys don't think
the big, big boys are cute?

You don't think the
big, big boys are cute?

You don't-
- Stop. Jiavani.

- Think that a big, big slobbery boy

can look cute in his little, little hat?

- Stop. Ross.

- You don't think a big, big
boy should be wearing a cloak?

I wanna put every big, big
boy I see in a ruffled cape.

- Stop. Lou.

- That's right, I want my big, big boy

to look like the Three Musketeers.

- My, my, my-

- My big, big boy.

- Next up, let's start
with Jiavani once again.

That dads don't lactate.

- Papas, step up.

Get some milk going out your daddy t*tties

and feed those little babies.

- Stop. Lou.

- I am just so sick and tired

of all of these daddy
t*tties hanging around,

not being put to use.

Get to work, papas!

Put some milk in those
daddy t*tties, okay?

Stop! Ross.

- I hear the papas out there saying,

"But my n*pples are vestigial."

Get to f*cking work, then.

How about you step up and make some milk

for once in your damn life?

- Stop. Lou.

- You're sitting there
watching the Super Bowl,

watching your sports games.

- Stop. Ross.

- Watching your game
shows, watching C-SPAN.

- Stop. Lou.

- Watching TNT!

- Stop. Jiavani.

- MTV!

- Stop. Lou.

- UPN!

QVC!

- Stop. Ross.

- USA, Characters Welcome.

- Wow!
- They're gonna love that!

- Last one beginning with Ross.

That suffering is.

- Hm.
- Mm.

We exist,

and to exist is to suffer.

- Stop. Jiavani.

I
must feel the suffering

in order to feel joy, but
I have no choice in this.

Maybe I would rather feel nothing.

- Stop. Lou.

But it
is a part of this existence

upon this blue marble we call the Earth.

- Stop. Ross.

Where
would reach the cheese.

a different form of existence,
but this is a false choice

that we try to make on this
blue marble of the Earth.

- Stop. Jiavani.

When this astronaut

look at the blue marble from far away,

they see only clouds and ocean
and not the pain that we feel

but the pain is real for
the blue marble in my heart.

- Stop. Lou.

- It is impossi-ble

to disconnect the blue marble within me

from the suffering that exists

upon the larger glube
bauble that is-

That is Er-ath.

- Stop. Ross.

- We are condemned to suffer on Er-ath

from bare-th until dea-rth.

Jesus Christ!

That brings us to round
two, where our players

must now test their
talents in teams of twos.

- Ooh!
- Ooh!

- Lou!

- Cha? Or no, I don't say that.

Don't you come round here
not havin' no prompt.

- And all that stays in.

- Now I can't escape it.

Now you have no choice.

- Cha was pretty fun, though.

- It was! It felt good.

- Bye, cha.
- But that's not what I say!

- And Ross.

- You better have one.

Thanks, man.

- An insurance assessment
for a Molotov c*ck bar.

- Yeah, what do you think,
man? I mean, you know...

- Just looking around...

- Uh-huh?

- This is 1000% not happening.

What? Come on, man!

- Getting a license for a bar
period is quite difficult.

- Mm-hmm.

- There are a lot of liabilities

that you're dealing with.
- Mm-hmm.

- Of course, intoxicated people.

- 100%!

- Sharp, dangerous objects.

- 100%.
- The glass alone.

- Yeah.

- This glass happens to
be filled with petrol?

- Yeah. Oh, that and high-proof spirits.

- I'm sorry, could you
kind of walk me through-

- Of course!
- a typical service?

- You come into Molty's,
you ask for a house special.

I slide you over a glass bottle

filled with high-proof spirits or petrol

with a small rag that then I go,

"Watch this," light it on fire.

You then then have probably
about T-minus 18 seconds

to throw it somewhere
that is not on your person

or at anyone else.

That's not allowed!

- Oh, well, if it's not allowed,

sure, sign right there.

Okay, fantastic.

- Incredible.



for the both of you.

Ross.

- Yessir.

- And Jiavani.

- Jiavani!

- It becomes increasingly clear
this rock song is Christian.

♪ Saw you standing in the alley ♪

♪ Alley ♪

♪ Cigarette tucked behind your ear ♪

♪ Smokin' ♪

♪ Asked you a simple question ♪

♪ Query ♪

♪ Would you like to be free from fear ♪

♪ Free from fear ♪

♪ Some people call me a rebel ♪

♪ Someone who plays by their own rules ♪

♪ My parents just don't understand me ♪

♪ But I think sacrifice is cool ♪

♪ Freed by the blood of the Lamb ♪

♪ Freed by the blood of the Lamb ♪

♪ Everything dies ♪

♪ Except one guy ♪

- "Saved by the blood of the
lamb" is f*cking hardcore.

- Hard as hell.

- Nine points in the Christian afterlife

for the both of you.

Jiavani.

- Jiavani!

- And Lou.

♪ Don't you come round
here not havin' no prompt ♪

- It's the apocalypse!

Better use what's left
on this Target gift card.

- Oh God, oh God, the spiders!

- Jesus Christ, they're coming!

- They're coming!
- Oh my God!

Okay, we just have to get to checkout!

- Wait, what? Wait, let's
just run, let's just run!

- No, no, no, no! We
have to get to checkout!

There's not gonna be money
when they take over the world

and we have to use this $4.96!

- Everyone has left the store, though.

- I don't wanna steal! I
don't wanna lose my humanity!

Okay, Jesus Christ!

Okay!

- I guess we can go to self-checkout.

- I don't know. We just
need something that's $4.96.

I don't have any money.
- Okay.

- I don't have any other
money for anything!

- I don't know. We could
get like, four light bulbs?

- That's too much! That's too much!

- I'm sorry!

- I need you to help me!

- Okay, okay!

- Okay!
- $4.99, $4.99, $4.99!

- Oh, maybe like the
e.l.f. eyebrow pencil!

- Aw sh*t, it's $5.20!

f*ck! Oh, God, God, God!

Oh, hey, these handkerchiefs,
they're two for $1.00.

If we get a sh*t-ton of handkerchiefs...

Run! Run, spend it!

- Wait, I need the handkerchief!

The handkerchief! The handkerchief!

- The up&up line is quite affordable!

- A number of points just high enough

not to throw them away
for the both of you.

Lou.

♪ Don't you come round
here not havin' no prompt ♪

- And Ross.

- Cha.

- Wow!

See, if you don't use it-

- That's good! That's good!
- If you don't use it,

it gets taken.
- Feels good.

- f*ck! f*ck!
- Feels really good.

- It's timeless and it'll never get old.

- Yeah.

- Two bad boys fight
over the cool last words

before commercial break.

- She's gone and they've taken off,

but there's one thing
they didn't count on.

That I'm coming-
- Me doing, uh, my thing.

We all know 'cause two
hearts are connected,

me and hers.

- And their hearts are about to get broken

by me.
- By me. No, by...

Yeah, broken into pieces because
if you come for the king,

you best not-
- Best not try to k*ll him.

- 'Cause there's only one
king and he's alive and well.

- There's only one king

'cause that's how kings work.

- Yeah, that is how kings work.

- If there's two kings, then
there's two autonomous states.

- And there's only one
state that we're in here

in Stamford, Connecticut.
- Stamford, Connecticut.

- There's one king.
- And one king.

- Me.
- Me.

- Stop.
- Stop.

- Yeah, 12 points
exploding in the background

- for the both of you.
- Awesome.

- Ross.

- Ya?

- And Jiavani.

- Jiavani!

- Huh: This porno has some
genuinely solid life lessons.

- Hm!

- Okay.

- Here we go again.

- It's happening for a second time!

- Ms. Davis, um, I'm sorry.

I was just here to fix the
washing machine. I can take off.

- You're not going anywhere,

little boy.

- I don't know if I should be here

since your husband's not at home,

but if I don't fix the washing machine,

then someone could get stuck in there.

- That's true.

Many children get stuck
in washing machines

when left unattended.

- A lot of household appliances

are danger lurking within the family home.

You should really check
all your appliances

at least once every two years

just to make sure that
everything is working compatibly

with the electronic
grid in your household.

- My husband and I have been very,

very happy with your work in the past.

- Was there anything else
that you need worked on?

I can be very, very handy.

Well, I'm happy to do my work from here.

- Good.

A good work ethic is a sure
way to get far in this world.

- I completely agree.

Every morning, I spend at
least 30 minutes journaling.

It's important to articulate
what you want in life

before you go out and
attempt to achieve it.

Small, incremental steps are the great way

to achieve big things.

- I journaled last night

about your tiny, tiny little d*ck.

- Oh, you heard about that?

- Oh, g*ng, that was great.

If only there was a sex-related number

of points I could give you,
but I don't think there is.

- Not a sex number.



- This is the last prompt
of round two. Jiavani.

- Jiavani!

- And Lou.

♪ Don't you come round
here not havin' no prompt ♪

- You're singing it now!

A doctor tells a patient what will happen

once they're under anesthesia.

- What's gonna happen is we're
gonna make a small incision

in your wrist where we'll connect the IV.

That'll give you fluids
during the procedure.

- Okay, yeah.

- And then we're going
to administer anesthesia,

which will knock you out and
then also kind of shut down

your nervous system's
ability to kind of react.

- Okay.

- Then I'ma gonna get my little
fingies in there and uh...

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

- I mean, I could be
more clinical about it,

but I thought that you might appreciate.

- Yeah, yeah, be more clinical.

- Okay.
- Be more clinical.

- Yeah, okay, so we're gonna
make a three-quarters incision.

Okay.

- Kind of right around your abdomen.

- Okay.

- And then I'm going
to take several tools.

Uh-huh.

And I'll insert them.

And using my little
fingies, we'll get in there.

No!

I don't know if I wanna do this.

- What?
- I'm sorry.

- Well, your appendix
has burst, all right.

We need to remove it, otherwise
there's a chance of sepsis.

- Yeah, I mean-
- A lot of other things.

- Can I get somebody else who
doesn't say "little fingies"?

- I'm a student doctor,
but if you'd be willing

to let me assist on the procedure,

you'd at least have another set of eyes.

- Okay, I mean-
- Okay, I'm sorry.

I gotta let my tootsies breathe.

- I gave you both 100 points during that.

You didn't even feel it.

- Wow!
- It's over?

- That brings us to our
third and final minigame.

This is a little minigame
that we like to call

Who Are You Supposed To Be?

How it works is, players,

I have here for you a trunk
of costume pieces and props.

I'm gonna ask you to
race over to this trunk,

pick out whatever appeals to
you, race back to your podium

and pitch me who you're supposed to be.

- Are we gonna race?

- You're going to lightly jog.

- So I can't trip Ross?

- On your marks, get set, go!

- No! I'll take-
- Oh, no.

- Oh, something's happening here.

Ross.

- Technically, a country

can have more than one king at one time.

It's just that one of
them would be a pretender

to the throne, and you-

Thank you, Ross.

I'll give you points for that for sure.

Jiavani looking disgusted.

Oh no. I just,
I don't have an idea!

Jiavani.

I'm your worst nightmare!

- Why are you my worst nightmare, Jiavani?

I don't know.

There's so much pressure!

- Can I offer, if they were hot dog buns,

it could be wurst spelled W-U-R-S-T?

Oh, that's good.

I can't wait 'til this is over!

Lou.

- Knife witch.

I'm a witch with a knife.

Ross.

- I've been here the whole time.

Oh, that's just a mockery!

- I'm the mad god of my
little personal fiefdom!

- Yeah, I'll say points.

Jiavani.

Hello, I'm Ariel's understudy.

So fun swimming and such.

- I really hope we don't lose Ariel.

Lou.

I've done the work,

and now I understand

that my daddy t*tties

need to step up and be there for you.

- They sure do, Lou! Points.

Ross.

- "Steamboat Willie" just
entered the public domain

so now one can stop me from me telling you

how I think this country needs to go.

Uh-oh!

Jiavani.

♪ Worthy is the Lamb that
was slain for your name ♪

♪ In the grace of the Lord ♪

- Did I cut you off too early?

No! Is it over?

- Jiavani is in physical pain.

Lou.

It's Grandma Minion.

It's the Bee-do Mee-maw. How about that?

How about that?

How about that?

Bee-do Mee-maw.

- You like your slop?

- Yeah, how about that?
- Hey man, you like that sh*t?

- What do you think, bro?
- Bee-do Mee-maw?

- Do you like this?

- Do you like that sh*t?

- Are you ready?

- I'm ready. Let's do it.

Ross.

♪ Futures made of virtual insanity ♪

♪ Always seem to ♪

- Wow!

- See, guys, Jamiroquai was a band-

- Lou.

- It's Bee-do Mee-maw again.

This time, she's a knife witch.

- It's a callback to earlier in-

- Oh my God.
- You know, the second ago

- when I was Bee-do Mee-maw?
- Yeah.

Oh, at Ross's podium,

it's Jiavani.

- I'm also Bee-do Mee-maw.

- I'm sorry.

And I'm your worst nightmare!

- All right, this has
gone way off the rails.

- Come on, Bee-do Mee-maw!
- Instant classic!

- Way off the rails.

- I had an idea, but a better
one is sort of forming.

Ross.

- You might assume from my attire

that I'm some sorta riverboat
gambler, but you'd be wrong.

I'm Bee-do Mee-maw.

- And that is a minigame.

That brings us to round three

where our players will now hold hands

and jump into the abyss together.

Lou.

- Don't you come round
here not havin' no prompt!

- Ross.

- Yessir.
- And Jiavani.

- Jiavani!

- The wedding officiant
has clearly hooked up

with the bride and groom.

What a beautiful day!

- Thank you so much for
being a part of this.

- Oh, yeah.

- I really appreciate it.
- I'm so honored

that you would ask me,

and I'm glad it's not weird.

Um...

Why would it be weird?

- No, not weird. Why weird?
- Okay.

Mom.

Um...

Thank you, everyone, for being here

at the wedding of Gail and Den.

This beautiful couple are so
gorgeous, together and apart.

We're here to celebrate the love

of these two creative, gorgeous...

Um, talented, generous

people.

Uh, do you have the rings?

Thanks, Gail.

- Repeat after me. I, Den.

- I, Den.

- Take you,

Jiavani.

Take you, Gail.

- Yeah, yeah, that's uh...

A kiss for luck. Mwah!

- All right.

I didn't forget about
you. Mwah!

To be my lawfully wedded partner.

- To be my lawfully wedded partner.

- Forever and ever.

- Forever and ever.

- And to stay open to whatever.

- To stay open to whatever.

- May come our way.

May come our way.

- Whatever may come.

Let's say a more the
merrier amount of points

for the three of you.
- Whee-ooh!

- Which brings us to Lou.

- Don't you come around
here not havin' no prompt.

- And Ross.

- Yes, sir!
- Jiavani.

- Don't you come around here
not havin' no prompt. Yes, sir.

- Hey, watch it!
- Whoo!

- A human transported to a magical realm

thinks they stumbled
upon a stupid ren faire.

Welcome, welcome!

- Oh, sh-
- Greetings, traveler!

- Oh, sh*t!

What's up, little dudes?

- No little dude am I,

but rather Grimbulax,
the king of this forest.

- Oh, that's a fun name, yeah.

- And I, of course, am Trebuchet.

Okay.

- Maker of mischief!

- Hell yeah, hell yeah.

- If Trebuchet does offer you a bargain,

tread lightly, traveler.

- Tread lightly!

- Oh! Oh, sh*t.

Okay, this is one of those
ones that's super involved.

I'm Henry.

Henry of the big hog!

- Prophesies foretold that one would come

with the largest hog ever known.

Uh, yeah.

All right, I don't really do that.

Can I get like, a turkey leg

before we do all this sh*t, though?

- We know not of what you speak, traveler.

We dine on toadstools and dew drops.

Okay, cute. Can I-

- Show us the hog!

- We need the hog to live!

- Oh man!

A dragon's hoard worth of
points for the three of you,

which brings us to-
- Hey!

- Cool.
- the last prompt of our game.

Say it isn't so!
- Wow.

- Oh!

♪ It's been a long time ♪

- Lou.

- Don't you come around
here not havin' no prompt.

- Ross.

- Don't you come around
here not havin' no prompt.

- Jiavani.

- Cha!

- The Beastie Boys auction
off a rare painting.

Mm-hmm.

♪ All right, next on the docket, ♪

♪ you know we're not kidding ♪

♪ Here comes the next thing ♪

♪ Time to start the bidding ♪
♪ Bidding ♪

♪ Everybody in the place
stand up and holler ♪

♪ Hey Sotheby's, this goes for 100 ♪

♪ Dollars ♪
♪ Dollars ♪

♪ All right, I hear 100, a 200, 3 ♪

♪ Somebody's gotta pay ♪

♪ It starts with an F ♪

♪ Fees ♪
♪ Fees ♪

♪ I hear one, I hear two ♪

♪ Do I hear a three from ♪

♪ You ♪
♪ You ♪

♪ Sold to you on this very fine day ♪

♪ You know that this
painting's by Claude ♪

♪ Monet ♪
♪ -net ♪

♪ Yeah, we're in the
place about to get silly ♪

♪ A bunch of water and water ♪

♪ Lilies ♪
♪ Lilies ♪

♪ Up next on the block's
from my man Basquiat ♪

♪ A painting so abstract it's
gonna give you thoughts ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, you like that Basquiat ♪

♪ Well, what you think
of this melting clock ♪

♪ Told you twice if I told you once ♪

♪ Our next painting comes from the ♪

♪ Renaissance ♪
♪ Sance ♪

♪ We did already the Water Lilies ♪

♪ But this is Primavera by ♪

♪ Botticelli ♪
♪ Celli ♪

Yeah, boy!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

- We robbed the Louvre!
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

That's how we do it!

- You robbed the Louvre.
- Rest in peace, MCA!

- Three MCs and one point to each of you.

That's brings us to the end of our show.

- Aw!
- Aw!

- Our winner tonight.

A three-way tie.

- What?
- Oh!

- All three of you are the recipient

of the coveted Golden Ear.

- I wouldn't have it any other way!

- Right.
- There is no deciding

between these three powerhouses.

That does it for us here
at "Make Some Noise."

Tune in next time for
more of the Game Samer.

I'm Sam Reich, and that
sounds pretty good to me.

Good night.