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Love on Tap (2026)

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Love on Tap (2026)

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[film reel whirring]

[dramatic music]



[dramatic synth music]



[water sloshing]

[soft dramatic music]



LARRY: Make sure you get

my good side now.

Oh, well then

you better turn around.

I gotta find my good side.

It's here somewhere.

Ta-da!

Okay, so Dad's showing me

the new brewing area.

-Don't look.

-I'm not.

You're peeking.

I can see.

-I'm not.

-Yes, you are.

Okay, you're not peeking.

Three, two, one.

No way.

[laughter]

Oh, my God.

Here, here.

Show me around.

-All right.

-Okay, go.

This is where

it all happens right here.

Look at all this.

A lot bigger than

the old garage setup, huh?

AMBER: Uh-huh, absolutely.

Come back here,

take a look.

-Don't touch anything.

-[mouthing silently]

-Don't bump something.

-I won't, I won't.

Have you ever seen so many big

steel tanks in your life?

AMBER: No, I have not.

LARRY: Someday this will

all be yours.

AMBER: Oh, yeah?

-We did it!

-We have a brewery!

-We have a brewery!

-We did it, yeah!

The menu.

LARRY: You said it, yeah.

Okay.

What do you think?

This is amazing.

I'm excited.

I can't hide it.

This is too much.

Aww!

It's gonna be great, Dad.

Every business has

its ups and... and downs.

And slower seasons.

And I know you get

a tendency to worry.

And I just,

I promise you,

you have nothing

to worry about, Dad.

Look, everything here

is gonna be fine.

Trust me.

I got it covered.

Okay, fine.

It's been a little hard

running this place on my own

over the past few months.

What'll you have, Bill?

Can I get

another lager, please?

-Ah, fresh out.

-Aw, sh**t.

I really wanted

another lager.

On the house.

But the regulars

are still regular.

Got a free lager.

AMBER: Your old buddy Gunner

hangs around the place

most days

and the bar

has never been safer.

This place is too exposed.

Too many entry points, right?

Not enough

protective measures.

Amber, um, I just have

a question, and I was gonna

come to you, like, immediately

about it, but then I thought,

oh, my God, this girl, she's,

like, so overworked right now...

AMBER: And Courtney is really

working on being more decisive.

She's even taking charge

in the kitchen.

So, yeah, I was

just gonna ask,

um, how do you

turn the oven off?

AMBER: The way you turn it on!

-[trap snaps]

-Ow!

AMBER: And we'll be

serving food any day now.

Still having trouble

with the pizzas, huh?

-Just a little bit.

-Oh!

Raiden!

Oh, and

Mr. American Ninja Warrior?

He's still doing

his weird little thing.

But I did get him

to stop distracting Courtney

while she's

on the clock, so...

Hey there, I have to call you in

for questioning.

Oh, God.

No, why?

Because I need to know.

I need to question you

for how you make

your beer so good.

AMBER: At least

Officer Price remains

our most loyal customer.

And me?

[grunting]

I'm doing all right.

To be honest,

I haven't brewed in a while.

I've been trying to find

that spark,

but it just hasn't been there

since you've been gone.

The whole town seemed to want

to share a beer with you.

These days,

I mostly find myself

sharing a beer with myself.

But, hey, I'm fine.

Guzzlers is fine.

You did it all on your own.

And so can I.

Because I got this.

[crickets chirping]

You okay there?

[Amber groans]

It's February 1st.

Uh, the decorations are

a little early, don't you think?

Well, I think this place could

just use a little bit of love.

You know?

Maybe you could use

a little bit.

A little love?

Sure, yeah, but I was

more actually gonna say

that you need

a little bit of fat d*ck.

I'm swell, actually.

Thank you.

-Are you sure?

-Yeah.

-You're on the floor.

-Yeah.

Get out of here.

Your shift's over.

-You don't need any help with--

-No, I'm fine.

-I'm fine.

-Good night.

Go on, get!

I don't like you anymore!

Ugh!

[groaning]

[country-rock music]



-Enjoy your IPA, sir.

-Thank you so much.

Hi.

I'm Samuel.

Hello.

Mr. Samuel Madison,

at your business service.

What do I do?

I help struggling businesses

with my expert, uh...

my expertise.

All right.

Let's show this client

what we do, baby.

Guzzlers.

Hicksville, USA.

Good God.

Oh, looks like

a real party town.

You got this.

It's gonna be all right

Yeah, yeah

I can tell

Yeah, yeah

I feel it in my heart

Yeah, yeah

It's gonna be okay

Yeah, yeah,

the sun is shining...

MAN: It's like

perfect weather.



Onto another day

[rooster crowing]

It's gonna be all right

Yeah, yeah

It's gonna be okay

Yeah, yeah...

[men muttering]

Well, if at first

you don't succeed...

We're just gonna

leave you over here.

...and fantasy

Open up your hand

It's gonna be all right



[rooster crowing]



[alpaca humming]



It's gonna be all right

It's gonna be

all right

It's gonna be okay

It's gonna be all right

I feel it--

sh*t.

[groaning]

Come on.

[grimacing]

You left something back there.

[alpaca humming]

[clears throat]

[clears throat]

Hi, yeah, down here.

Hi.

Yeah.

Is the owner available?

Uh, yeah, sure.

I'll go get her.

Thanks.

Unless I shouldn't do that.

I don't know.

'Cause she's kind of busy

and I feel like

maybe I shouldn't do that.

Thanks.

Hey.

Hey there.

You know what this is?

Why don't you put

your hand in there?

-Tap it.

-Looks like fun.

-I'm gonna pass.

-Oh, listen.

You set a trap

like this right,

it can restrain

a coyote or rabbit.

Even a city slicker like you.

[chuckles and clears throat]

Samuel Madison.

Pleasure.

Samuel Madison.

Let me get you a beer

on the house.

-Welcome you here.

-You know what, I'm actually--

-I think I'm okay.

-Oh, no, no, no.

It would be...

my pleasure.

Huh?

[chuckles]

[Gunner groans]

Oh, you're gonna like this.

Oh, and there you go.

It's a little flat,

but try that.

Cheers.

Okay.

[sniffs]

There's... a lot going on

in there, a lot of kick.

GUNNER: Yeah.

Drink her down.

[clears throat]

Take another sip.

It's pungent.

No, you want to keep that

in your mouth, son.

[coughing]

What's in this?

Oh, just a little

ghost pepper.

Whoo!

It tastes good, right?

Oh, my God.

Did you give--

Oh, no, he's fine.

He's taking his jacket off.

-Whoo!

-GUNNER: He's a big boy.

Can somebody help him, please?

Hoo-ya!

That was so cool.

Thank you.

Took me five hours to learn.

GUNNER: We got a dress code

here, sir.

We do have a dress code.

[laughing]

It's a ninja roll.

I can teach you.

I'm not really sure

what that is, but, yeah.

-Yeah.

-[groaning]

GUNNER: Really?

We got a dress code in here.

Whoo!

Take it off!

Just breathe, all right?

Hey!

Ew!

Aah!

Milk!

I need milk!

Right, okay.

SAMUEL: Aah!

My mouth is on fi--

-[Samuel's screams echoing]

-[dishes crashing]

SAMUEL: Milk!

I need some milk!

[gasping]

Maybe if I can spray him--

SAMUEL: Milk!

I need milk!

Give me milk!

I'm on fire!

[Samuel groaning and gasping]

[rousing rock music]



Oh, sorry!

Sorry! Okay!



[Samuel groaning]

Oh, my God.

Milk.

I'm so sorry!

Here.

At least the milk's

not expired.

I'm pretty sure.

That beer wasn't supposed to be

on the menu.

It was just an experiment.

What, are you like

a mad scientist?

Along with running the place.

Oh!

Oh, you're the owner?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I just, I expected

somebody more or less...

You know.

Samuel Madison.

Amber.

So, how do you want

to get started?

Should we do maybe

like a tour of the place,

give me the lay of the land,

and then we can

kinda discuss numbers

after that?

So it's a brewery

and a kitchen?

-What?

-Sorry.

I'm from Golden Elite

Marketing Strategies,

the company you hired.

You think I have enough money

to hire a marketing manager?

I don't even have

health insurance.

Well, you should really think

about health insurance.

Yes, I know.

I have a fully paid-for contract

that starts today,

so to be honest,

you might want to accept

my advice.

I mean, I'm pretty good

at helping out

struggling businesses.

Well, we're not struggling.

So, we're actually--

Completely underwater

or just gonna

run your business

into the ground until--

We are figuring it out.

Help me out.

You're the owner,

but you did not hire me.

Absolutely not.

I don't have money

for a strategist.

I barely pay

the electric bill.

-You gotta pay the--

-Yes, I know.

Um...

So, I was hired

by a Mr. Larry Kein

about six months ago.

Maybe he could

clear this up for us.

Uh, that is my dad.

-He's not available right now.

-Okay.

Well, when does he

arrive back?

Look, there's clearly been

some misunderstanding.

I don't know what to tell you.

I don't even know what

a money marketing guy does.

Well, since you asked, Amber,

I map out strategies

for rapid expansion

and rebranding

to boost your margins.

All I heard were

a bunch of sounds

coming from the mouth

of a nerd.

Well, that's pretty rude.

Basically, what I do is, um...

work my magic.

You don't want to at least hear

what my advice would be?

Okay, sure.

Sure, fancy man.

Give it to me.

Okay, well, there is

a lot to discuss,

but the crux of it

basically is...

redo everything

from top to bottom.

Tip to taint.

Basically,

anytime you have, like,

a business instinct

to do something,

do the exact opposite thing

that your instincts

were telling you to do,

and that should

get us started.

Thank you for your interest

in my brewery.

What?

The spicy beer

is on the house.

Please don't sue me.

And kindly take

your tailored suit

and your shiny hair back

to whatever corporate boardroom

focus-grouped you

into existence.

You know, it is okay

to accept help.

How much is this advice

costing me?

Well, thanks for your time.

Check your pocket.

Magic.

COURTNEY: Uh, Amber?

Hey, Amber, the uh...

Yeah, I got it.

[Lie in the Sun by ORKAS]



[groaning]

Yeah, eh-eh

I love to wake up

in the morning

But keep dreaming

Without warning,

the day is gone



And sometimes I take a walk

but I forget about the clock

I can't slow down



My friends all sit

and laughing

But I just wanna lie

in the sun

[sighs]

[somber music]



Just the way

you left it, Dad.

[scoffs]

[snoring]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

WOMAN: Please hold

for Mr. Bank.

For who?

MAN: [on recording]

New Mexico Community Bank.

We care about you.

With two loca--

BANK: Foul!

No fair!

Uh, sorry?

Hey, come on!

There's a foul!

I think you have

the wrong number.

Miss Kein?

Yeah?

Surrounded by cheaters,

Miss Kein.

Okay.

-Is your name really Mr. Bank?

-Yes, of course.

So did you change your name

after owning a bank or--

Anyway, how's

your little bar going?

Swallowing?

Still in play!

Aah!

Uh, it's good.

I am going to lose my cool

on you, Giuseppe!

Good, good, so you got

our little notice saying

we're calling in your loan,

didn't you?

-Wait, what?

-Boom!

I win!

You lose!

Take that, Giuseppe!

Sorry, you're

calling in the loan?

I am on fire!

When?

And-- And why?

And-- And when?

Algorithms are

a funny thing, you know?

A little nerd

who works for me

did some tippy-tapping

on the computer.

Asked it some questions,

you know what it said?

-Sir, I--

-Said that your business sucks.

More to the point, it said

that I could probably make

more money

on an empty lot, so...

So you're gonna

level the place?

Well, not unless

you can pay the loan back

by the end of the month

or whatever, blah, blah, blah.

So boring, right?

How am I supposed to do that?

That's impossible.

Nothing is impossible,

Miss Kein.

Especially if you put

your mind to it.

Except for Giuseppe!

I'm totally wrecking him today.

Giuseppe, get ready to get

your sh*t rocked!

Ah, I'm gonna

f*cking k*ll you, Giuseppe!

-No.

-[phone line clicks]

MAN: [on recording]

New Mexico Community Bank.

We care about you.

[phone disconnect beep]

sh*t!

If I was an uptight

corporate shill,

I'd be right... here.

SAMUEL: Do you have,

um, goat milk?

Because there's

less lactose in there.

Okay, then just a, uh, cortado

with pistachio milk?

Still no.

I'll just do a flat white.

-[clears throat]

-Oh!

We'll have two

house cups, please.

Thanks.

-Flat white?

-Mm-hmm.

-You're a flat white.

-Hey.

SAMUEL: You figure

he named himself that

after he started owning

a bank?

Like, what's the chicken

and what's the egg?

Right?

That's what I was thinking.

-Yeah?

-Anyway...

I have decided

to consider maybe,

-after much deliberation...

-About 2 1/2 hours.

...hearing out

what your ideas are.

Great.

Okay.

Well, let's...

[gags slightly]

Let me ask you a question.

Yes, I do love

your shiny power tie.

Thank you, but you didn't

ask me here for my fashion tips.

I didn't bring you here at all.

Remember?

That's right.

Your dad.

So let's bring him into

the meeting then, shall we?

Uh, he's not around,

like I told you.

Well, where is he?

He is...

...on a farm upstate.

He farms?

[Samuel chuckles]

He... passed.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry

to hear that.

Yeah, me too.

Uh, but, you know,

that's life.

Or, you know,

the other thing.

You wanted to ask me

a question?

Yeah.

[clears throat]

So, how badly do you want

your brewery to succeed?

I don't want it to.

I need it to.

Good.

I understand that.

-Do you?

-Yeah.

No offense, but...

please don't pretend

to know what it's like

not knowing if your doors

will open tomorrow.

I will do everything

in my power

to make sure

that those doors stay open.

[Samuel gags softly]

It's like bong water.

Ugh.

Have you drank bong water?

Not on purpose.

[indistinct chatter on TV]

MAN: [on TV] ...meaning

the shower takes center stage.

MAN 2: [on TV] We are here

with a decision

about the showerhead--

[TV clicks off]

[keys clacking]

Samuel Madison...

Amber Kein...

Marketing guy.

Guzzlers.

There you are.

Nice headshot.

So that is our new brewery,

coming soon!

To a bar near you.

AMBER: Nice one.

Samuel Caldwell Madison

is one of the most

sought-after strategists

in the country.

[mocking tone]

"Samuel Caldwell Madison."

God, that's a good headshot.

Samuel's expertise lies

in his ability to bring

struggling businesses

back to life.

No matter how bad

things have gotten.

Okay.

T-E-M-P-T-E-D

[Tempted by The Hazelnuts]

Tempted

I was tempted

[rooster crowing]

Tempted by your smile

I was tempted

And for a little while

I was certain

That I will be the one

to change you...

Everybody, gather round.

There she is.

Big boss lady.

All right.

I welcome you to day one

of Strategic Pathways

to Integrate

Financial Stability

and Dynamic

Year-Over-Year Growth

in the Rapidly Expanding Market

of Drink-Based Hospitality.

Mmm!

Got my, uh, buddy on the force

running his plates.

-Guys, I'm not a criminal.

-[siren whoops]

Ugh!

What in the...

-[siren warbles]

-Whoa, whoa, w-w-whoa!

[police radio chatter]

[grunts]

Officer Price.

Everybody, calm down.

-What's up, Hayley?

-Hey.

Approximately 1900 hours,

I got a call

from Gunner Reed here,

alerting me to

a suspicious vehicle.

-Officer, there's nothing...

-Okay, sir.

Let's take it down a notch.

Let's calm down.

-I feel like I'm pretty calm.

-Uh, no.

-You're at a seven.

-I'm not a seven.

I'm gonna need you

to take it down.

With all due respect,

this is me--

-Okay, all right.

-Thank you.

I'm sorry, Officer.

I--

-Way down.

-This is down.

To 3, 3.5.

Breathe it in.

Butterfly breath.

[both inhale deeply]

Cupcake, blow it out.

[both exhale]

Beautiful lips you have there.

Thank you.

-Can I continue, or...

-Carry on, Big Apple.

I'm gonna get a hefe

and sit in the back.

Uh... awesome.

Now, uh, unless anybody wants

to invite more friends--

Hey!

We're not just friends.

We're family.

Guys, I'm thinking karaoke.

-No, no.

-Bill, get out of here.

-Leave.

-Go!

-Go!

-Okay.

If you guys are ready,

first thing I would do

is freshen up

the beer menu, guys.

-No.

-Uh-uh.

-What?

-Okay, guys, but why, though?

The menu doesn't change.

Ever?

GUNNER: You heard the lady.

All right,

dogs and cats will be

exchanging friendship bracelets

before the menu changes.

Okay.

I will walk down Main Street

in a purty silk suit

before that menu changes.

-I think I got it.

-I'll eat this hat.

I will eat this entire hat

before a single beer

on that menu changes!

Uh...

[rooster crowing in distance]

We're gonna table your thing

that you just mentioned.

And we're gonna move

right along into...

we've got 24 days

to whip this place

into shape

and save your brewery.

Step one, revamp.

Move that.

-Fix that.

-Mmm.

I bet there's

a charming little brewery

underneath all this dust.

I'd like to see it.

Hey, buddy, what are you--

oh, my God, no.

[sharp, rhythmic breathing]

That was so cool.

SAMUEL: Maybe it's about time

we got a little extra help

around here.

Our head brewer

should be focused

on making beer,

not plunging toilets.

Although, speaking of...

I got this.

Why do you think you're

the right fit

for the Guzzlers family?

Thanks for having me

here today, guys.

-Go home, Bill.

-All right.

Looks like you and Fred

are getting acquainted.

Yeah, hey, what do you think

about moving this

woolen health code violation

off your patio?

Uh, no.

He's my dad's old pet.

You should talk to him.

He's a very good listener.

SAMUEL: Then there's step two.

Rebrand.

You're not just selling beers.

You're selling

just how gosh-darn cool

Amber Kein really is.

It's what we do

with cranky babies.

Tell me a little bit

about yourself.

"Wasted."

-You stick your hand in here.

-No.

Five-second rule?

Is it ten?

Fifth-- I don't know.

Definitely be as stiff

as you can.

That's how we're

gonna move some beer.

I'm sorry.

But I'm-- you know.

All right, there we go.

Now we're having fun.

How bad is it?

You look good, but...

do you know the term

"self-care"?

[slurping]

Ahh...

[slurping]

What do you think?

[Fred moans]

Yeah?

I think so too.

[Fred groans]

-You are a good listener.

-[Fred squeals]

AMBER: And what's your name?

Bixie.

Are you crazy?

I don't think so.

Good enough for me.

-You're hired.

-Okay.

AMBER: Wait, I need

to take you through training.

SAMUEL: And step three,

relaunch!

All our efforts

will coalesce at a big,

splashy party

at the end of the month

that I guarantee the whole town

will turn out for.

Feel free to have fun with it.

Now that's good.

Nice, buddy.

Okay, don't worry about it.

Together, we'll prove

just how successful

this new and improved

Guzzlers can be

and get a big, fat apology

letter from the bank.

Well done, sir.

Guys, this place

is looking "brewtiful."

Okay.

-You look great.

-Thank you.

[camera shutter clicking]

[Fred squeaks]

AMBER: We spent the whole

weekend cleaning the place.

The front room toilet

actually works now.

And we have this

big relaunch event planned

for the end

of the month, which--

-[Fred groans]

-I know, I was skeptical too.

But Samuel seems to think

it could really give us a shot.

He was talking about

cost-benefit analysis

the other day,

and his eyes lit up

in this way

that was just so--

-[Fred squeals]

-Oh!

Oh, my God!

Dad, no!

-Samuel's just a--

-[Fred groans]

He's a-- you know

what he is?

He's actually just, um--

I don't know what he is.

Except for a guy who said,

"Let's circle back on that,"

21 times

in a single afternoon.

[Fred moaning]

Oh... right, yes.

Your magical solution

to everything.

Just share a beer together.

[Everything by Roni Bar Hadas]

If I

Am pretty

Will you love me?

AMBER: You old enough

to drink?

Yes, I'm...

just recently 21.

-Thank you for asking.

-Oh.

-I know.

-Oh, nice.

Sneezing.

I know.

Dashing shot.

Handsome now.

Ah, one more thing.

SAMUEL: Okay.

Oh.

Oh.

Little wrist action.

Very official.

-Okay, then.

-I like it.

Well, first off,

let me just preface this

by telling you I am a little bit

of a beer aficionado.

You think our small-town beers

can't compete

with your fancy city brews?

I'm a little skeptical.

Bet you 10 bucks one of them

blows your mind.

-All right.

-Okay.

First up.

Got a pale ale

you might like.

Pale beer for a very pale boy.

I'm not that pale.

So?

Yeah, it's good.

It's good?

I see.

Not your cup of tea.

That's fine.

Try the stout.

Got an opinion or two.

-Okay.

-Sound familiar?

Mm-hmm.

Okay, then.

-Meh.

-Oh, come on.

There is no way

you didn't like a single one.

I liked them all just fine.

-Hello, Mr. Hamilton.

-You're just being pretentious.

No, I'm not being pretentious.

I'm being honest.

You did say "mind-blowing."

People like these beers.

My dad made these beers.

All of these recipes are his?

The entire menu?

After the bonfire

in my mouth subsided,

there were some very surprising

flavor profiles happening

in that ghost pepper one.

Well, it was just

an experiment.

I like to tinker.

Well, you tinkering

with anything now?

Just trying to keep

the place open.

Yeah, but does brewing

make you happy?

Yeah.

It does.

Well, then, you make time.

[Look at You by

The Satellite Station]



Darling

Everything's gonna be

all right

I see that you

been crying

You know I'm always

on your side

Oh-oh

Come on, come on,

come on, come on

Put down all the weight

from the day

Yeah

Come on, come on,

come on, come on

And tell me

what's been blocking...

-[Fred groans]

-What do you say?

Does this guy know what

he's talking about?

[Fred grunts]

Oh, yeah, yeah.

-Yeah.

-[Fred moans]

Night, Dad.

And your light

fills up the room

Then I look at you



And I know

I'll make it through

Oh, oh



The times when

you were falling

I will lift you up...



[machine whirring]

When you are

feeling tired

I will fill your cup

Times when you

were falling

SAMUEL: Yes, no, absolutely.

MAN: [on phone]

And if we move forward,

we'd want you to start

as soon as possible.

Yeah, I couldn't agree more.

Uh, no, and I do think

that we'd be a great fit

-for your expansion.

-We think so, too.

And happy to provide

additional references if, uh--

-Who are you talking to?

-Potential client.

Uh, it's his pleasure

to meet you.

Hey, do you mind, man?

I'm so sorry, that was, uh--

never mind.

-Well, and like I said--

-[disconnect tone beeps]

Okay.

Thanks, man.

Hey, do you think you're ever

gonna stop looking at me

like I'm about to skip town

with the cash register?

My mission parameters

are clear.

Watch over Amber

no matter what.

Yeah?

Who gave you that mission?

Her father.

I'm just trying

to do my job, man.

You sure that's all

you're interested in doing?

AMBER: [laughing]

The angle.

You're supposed to go in

at the angle.

That girl?

That girl deserves the world.

And I'll eat my hat

before I allow anything less.

I'm really starting to get

the impression...

that you like eating hats.

-You left Fred's door open.

-No, I--

Oh, sh*t.

Fred?

Just looking for something

a little more like that.

Amber!

Hey!

In theory, if someone were to

have left Fred's pen open--

just asking for a friend.

-Okay.

-What?

[Built Different

by Curtis Cole]



-SAMUEL: Fred?

-AMBER: Fred!

SAMUEL: Frederick!

AMBER: Fred!

SAMUEL: Frederick?

AMBER: Fred!

BOTH: Fred?

-I'm so sorry about this.

-I gotta tell you something.

Fred gets out all the time.

Are you f--

oh, my God.

All right.

Gave me a heart attack.

Woo!

Hey, uh, what's up

with the magic tricks?

Yeah.

Well, the magic tricks...

basically, I had two parents

who worked full-time jobs,

and so I had a lot of time

on my hands,

and the magic

sort of kept me company.

But, you know, I don't really

do it much anymore.

-Why not?

-Well...

sleight of hand

doesn't exactly pay the bills.

Well, hey, looks like you got

a trick or two

up your sleeve still.

Well, thank you.

Where do you live?

Um, here,

at the moment.

You don't have a home?

Hmm.

I have a home.

Uh, I have a place

in New York,

but I'm, like, never there,

because this job

just keeps me

on the road so much.

Well, maybe you should

mix it up.

Try staying in the same place

for a little bit.

See what it's like

being part of a community.

Huh.

Any suggestions?

-I mean, besides... here?

-Oh, here.

Yeah?

Well...

-Okay.

-What?

No, no, no, no.

Okay.

Yeah, I get it.

We're not as fancy

as your New York apartment

that you never live in,

which, by the way,

is maybe the most

out-of-touch thing

I've ever heard.

There are good people here.

I never said

that there weren't.

If you're so quick

to judge a place

before you even get to know it,

how do you make friends?

I mean, I don't

really make friends.

I have colleagues.

It is hard to make friends

when you're just out

on the road.

I wish it weren't,

but... it is.

[duo playing Drops of Jupiter

by Train]

Ugh, Valentine's Day.

Ha-ha.

Not your thing?

It's a little corporate

for my taste,

but I'm sure

it's right up your alley.

Just the fact that we set aside

a whole day a year just to...

tell the people we love

how much we care about them.

It's nice.

Is fancy Samuel

a bit of a romantic?

Mmm.

Maybe.



Now that she's back

in the atmosphere

With drops of Jupiter

in her hair

Hey, ey-ey-ey



She acts like summer

and walks like rain...

Oof.

This song...

takes me back.

I know.

I used to play this

on repeat

over and over again

when I was a kid.

She listens like spring

and she talks like June

Hey, ey-ey-ey

Hey, can I tell you something?

Yeah?

I have absolutely no idea

what this song is about.

Me either.

I mean, what exactly is

a drop of Jupiter?

This is the real question.

Tell me

Did you fall

for a sh**ting star?

One without...

I know.

Isn't that kind of great though?

How do you mean?

Not everything that's good

has to make sense.

Sometimes

the best stuff doesn't.



This is a very nice, uh,

sort of relaxed version

of Amber.

Normally you're, like,

carrying the weight

of a thousand worlds

on your shoulders.

Just, like,

people would be able

to lean on me.

I mean, you gotta be able

to lean on other people too.

No, I like to be the one

that you lean against.

Not the one who leans.

You're saying lean a lot.

Now I don't even think

it's a word.

-Lean.

-Lean.

[whispers]

Lean.

You gotta be careful

because, you know,

if you let too many people

lean on you,

then you'll fall over.



Guess I'm just...

hoping someone catches me.

WOMAN: Fall

for a sh**ting star

[vocalizing]



Are you lonely

looking for yourself...

[Fred groans]

-Oh!

-My God!

-Fred!

-[exhales]

[both chuckling]

[Starry Eyed by Jane & the Boy]

Ah-oh, got me upside down

Spinnin' around you

Ah-oh,

wanna taste the clouds

Dance with the moon, oh

Take a trip

around your body

Boy, I love the way

you got me

Starry eyed,

got me starry eyed

Losing all my focus

I can't even control it

You know your lips

are golden, baby

Get me high, ah-ah

Touching me

like lightning, yeah

Keeping it exciting

You know exactly what to do

to blow my mind

You're from another planet,

I've never felt like this

I don't know how

I ever survived without it

I'm starry eyed, ah-oh

Got me upside down,

spinnin' around you, ah-oh

Wanna taste the clouds,

dance with the moon, oh

Take a trip

around your body...

[song fades out]

[soft piano music]



Raiden!

Here's the thing.

I've spent

my entire life, like,

totally refusing

to even conceive

of putting roots down

somewhere,

let alone like a Podunk,

middle of nowhere,

like one-horse, no-horse town.

You know, just like

kicking rocks and, like,

hay in the mouth,

Deliverance style,

like water smells weird,

kind of like

nothing going on town.

No offense.

Hopefully none taken.

I mean, while we're

on this subject,

would it k*ll you guys

to, like,

have some decent coffee

around here?

Or, like,

one single brunch spot?

Or a place where you could get

a good acai bowl?

How about that?

You don't know what it is.

It is like this

Brazilian superfood.

It's incredible.

It's like a purple smoothie.

You're gonna love it.

Don't worry about it.

Despite all of that,

there is something,

like, happening here.

I can't explain it.

But I feel different.

And I just,

I'm wondering, like,

how do you know...

if you, like,

belong somewhere?

That's a pretty big question

to ask me

-during my fruit time, man.

-I know, I'm sorry.

I just got a lot of fruit here,

you know?

I got a whole-a*s watermelon.

I got this melon I gotta cut.

-It's very elaborate, I know.

-I got that cantaloupe.

I've never stayed anywhere

long enough to know

if I could, like,

stay somewhere.

Mmm.

Jesus.

This might surprise you,

but I'm a weird guy.

That's true.

Actually not from here.

I only made the move

a few years ago.

-Really?

-Mm-hmm.

How'd you know that this was,

like, the place?

That?

That's Janice.

Hey, Janice!

Hey, girl!

She and her friends

have a book club

she's been running

for a long time.

Oh, that's Oscar.

Oscar!

We practice nunchakus

every Thursday night.

He always takes me

to the urgent care

whenever I concuss myself.

Happens a lot?

It happens a lot,

yeah, yeah.

And that's...

that's Bill a*s.

Bill, get your a*s

out the way!

-Where my ninja stars at?

-No, let him go.

Don't hurt the dad.

RAIDEN: That's Apricot Ted.

He just like apricots.

I knew I belonged

when I got to know

each and every

single one of them.

-And when they got to know me.

-Yeah?

You don't have to pretend to be

someone else here, you know?

You just gotta show 'em

the real you.

Real you.

Yeah, great.

What about Courtney?

You asked her out yet?

Oh, oh, no, no, no.

What if she thinks

I'm weird as hell?

Why would she think that?

I don't know, man.

I mean, Courtney, she...

[sighs]

She has a hard time

making a decision.

Yeah, you're right about that.

But probably deserves

the chance to make it.

Don't you think?

Can I try that thing?

[heavy metal music]

[both shouting]

What have I done?

[slowed and pitched down

shouting]

[jazzy drum music]



Hey, I'm done

with the counters, so...

Cool.

Cool, thanks.

What, uh,

what are you doing?

Oh, just the-- the single most

important part of making beer.

Waiting for an eternity

and hoping beyond hope

it doesn't suck a*s,

thereby shaking your confidence

to its core and sending you

into a spiral of depression,

the likes of which

you may never recover from.

Okay.

So, you gonna try it?

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, I am.

Do you, uh...

do you know that you're

still standing here?

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay, here we go.

Here we go.

It's no big deal.

Here we go.

Do you, uh,

really like beer?

-Yeah, yeah.

-No.

See, okay.

Making a good beer?

Pretty easy.

Making a great one...

is really flippin' hard.

You have to nail every step

of the process just perfectly.

And I'm not sure

I've ever figured it out.

You should probably

just taste it.

Yeah?

[humming melody

to Drops of Jupiter by Train]

-Hey.

-Hey.

Uh, I was lookin' for you.

-Um...

-You want a beer?

Is this...

It's a little something

I've been working on.

Okay.

Interesting.

Wow.

Was it that bad?

Uh, it is...

insanely good!

-Really?

-Yeah.

Are you kidding me?

Amber!

We gotta sell this.

This is perfect.

A brand-new beer

for a brand-new Guzzlers.

-Now we're talkin'.

-Menu doesn't change.

Oh, yeah.

Sorry.

I keep forgetting.

You're allergic to making money.

You got a--

You got a real talent.

Holy moly, that's good.

And you gotta share it

with people, because this is...

mind-blowing.

So, you owe me 10 bucks,

is what I'm hearing.

Best 10 bucks I ever spent.

[cell phone ringing]

Hello?

WOMAN: Please hold

for Mr. Bank.

-Oh, yay.

-MAN: ...Community Bank.

-We care about--

-BANK: Money!

Oh, jeez.

There he is.

Oh, apologies.

You caught me

in the middle

of my daily affirmations.

-Hi, Mr. Bank.

-Oh, please.

You can call me Rich.

Your first name is Rich?

Indeed.

So, how's Gulpies doing?

Uh, well, it's Guzzlers.

And is there a problem?

Because we still have

more time.

Don't worry.

I have good news.

I have a proposal that's going

to solve all your problems.

-[cell phone buzzing]

-Hmm.

Are you there, Miss Kein?

Yes.

Uh, yes.

Uh, what did you have in mind?

Marshmallows, Miss Kein.

I love them.

Very, very much.

Okay.

Stanford University

conducted a study

many, many years ago

in which a child was placed

in a room alone

with a single marshmallow.

He was told he was free to eat

the one marshmallow now...

or, if he could

resist temptation

for a mere 15 minutes,

he would be rewarded

with two marshmallows instead.

The child was

supposed to wait.

But you know what

I think, Miss Kein?

I think waiting

is for suckers.

-W-What do you mean by that?

-Lately, I've been thinking

of getting into

the brewing game myself.

One of my normals

revealed to me

that apparently people

enjoy drinking

in close proximity

to each other.

But do I want to wait

to build a brewery myself?

I do not.

What exactly are you saying?

You're never going to pay back

this loan, Miss Kein.

We all know it.

So, what I'm saying is,

why don't we just cut

the charade?

I'm saying, I'd like

to forgive your loan

in exchange for ownership

of your business

and your entire catalog

of recipes.

I'm saying...

I would like to eat

my marshmallows right now.

Mmm.

[Mr. Bank moaning]

[mumbling]

Do you understand me?

MAN: We'll see you tomorrow,

Mr. Madison.

Fly safe.

We're paying

that loan back, Rich.

So you better

get used to waiting.

[line disconnect tone]

Is everything okay?

Yeah.

Uh, totally.

Uh, what did the bank say?

Get this.

He wants to buy the place.

Like the whole operation.

Can you believe that?

-You're kidding.

-Yeah, I mean,

obviously I told him

to kick rocks.

Wait, wait, wait.

No, no, no.

You've gotta call

that guy back right now.

Aye, aye, Captain.

I'll call him up

and give him the keys,

make sure he takes

everything I love.

I-I'm not kidding.

You would be, like, insane

to not at least consider

a serious offer

like this right now.

Oh, this place,

these recipes

are worth more than whatever

he could offer me.

Not right now they're not.

I mean, you are literally days

from closing.

So, if that happens,

it's all worth zero.

What are you talking about?

What about

the relaunch event tomorrow?

Amber, listen,

he is offering you an out.

It's perfect.

This is the lifeline

that you need.

I mean, that party,

the relaunch,

it's like a long shot

at best.

A long shot?

-Yeah.

-Okay.

But, I mean, come on,

you knew that going in.

We've all been working

our asses off here,

and if we can just,

just stick to the plan--

Hey, Amber,

I just got a phone call,

and this is gonna sound

a lot worse than it is, but--

That's a promising start.

So there's a law firm

in New York,

and they want to do

a massive rebrand.

They want me to consult,

and it is huge.

I mean, it is honestly

the kind of opportunity

that most consultants wait

their entire career for.

Are you leaving?

I'm gonna make-- I'm gonna

make sure you guys have

literally everything

that you need.

No, I get it.

We're just some placeholder

until you found

something better.

Fancy, rich,

successful Samuel

did a charity job

for the poors.

I don't gallivant

around the world

on, like, a private jet.

The place that I keep

in New York is

a shitty little apartment that

I share with three other guys.

So I'm not exactly the big,

fancy baller

that I've been pretending to be,

but I've been hustling

my a*s off for you

since I got here.

And now you have

something better.

-Hey, Amber.

-Just not now, Court.

You need to pick up the phone

and call back.

-No.

-Look, Amber, I just--

-Just in a sec, Court.

-Please!

Just take my advice

this one time.

-I'm sorry to interrupt you.

-Holy hell, Courtney!

I cannot answer

every tiny question

that pops into your head!

Just make a f*cking pizza!

It's not that hard!

[door closes]

SAMUEL: Amber,

I'm telling you,

you really need

to take my advice on this.

This is the best route

ahead for you.

I did take your advice.

It's your whole job

to make this thing work.

It's impossible

to make anything work

when you just fight me

at every single turn.

Look around you!

I changed the entire place

because you told me to!

You did?

Really?

A few cosmetic changes is not

what I'm talking about, okay?

I've asked you how many times

to change your beer menu,

but you won't even do

that littlest thing

because you are too busy

digging your heels in.

I am not going to throw out

my father's work

just because you said so.

Amber, your father is gone,

and you need to move on.

Were you always gonna

throw in the towel

-at your first opportunity?

-Of course not.

Was any of this real?

Was it for you?

I release you

from your contract.

Voila.

You're free.

Amber.

Come on.

Got a lot of work to do.

A lot of prep for tomorrow.

Okay.

Um...

when I first got here,

you said you didn't want

this place to succeed,

you needed it to,

but... why?

I see how exhausted you are

at the end of every single day,

despite your best efforts

to hide it.

I really don't understand.

What is it about this place

that makes it worth saving?

Samuel, will you please

get out?

[door opens and closes]

-Hi.

-Hi.

I'm making a pizza.

It's-- I'm--

I'm good.

I'm doing it.

I got it.

I just don't, like--

I don't know.

It should be--

it should be easy, right?

Like... mastering a pizza

shouldn't be that hard.

I just don't understand

why I can't.

Like, I just, I can't.

Like, I can't do it.

Take my hands.

Take my hands.

Follow me.

[inhales and exhales deeply]

How does that feel?

A bit better.

Would you like to go out

on a date with me sometime?

You know, where we eat food

and talk about ourselves?

You know, basically,

my whole thing

is ninja stuff,

so I hope that's okay, yeah.

I mean, I know you have

a hard time making decisions,

so I don't expect you

to answer immediately.

You can take all the time

in the world so that you can--

Raiden, uh, yes.

-Yes.

-Yes?

Yeah, absolutely.

I would love to.

For sure.

Yeah, just, um,

just try and ask me

something hard next time.

God, can you believe the nerve

of that guy?

I mean, I should've kicked him

out the moment I saw him.

You know, I also wish

that my spicy beer

had burned his tongue off.

[Fred groans]

I know, because then

I wouldn't have

to hear him yammering

on and on.

And you, why on earth

did you bring him here?

Do you think

I couldn't handle it?

I mean, what?

You didn't trust me?

Well, then maybe you shouldn't

have gone and just died

and left me alone.

Why'd you have to do that?

GUNNER: It's not

your dad, Amber.

He's got the same breath

as your father.

Okay, well,

whatever you want to say,

just, I'm not interested.

Look, I know,

I know you think

I'm pretty ridiculous

most of the time.

I mean, you probably

only tolerate me

'cause I was friends

with your dad, but...

he was a good, good man.

Yeah, he was.

He was also

a control freak.

You know, totally inflexible.

Just had to do things his way

or not at all.

And I just fear that the--

well, that the apple maybe

hasn't fallen far from the tree.

You're not dishonoring

his legacy

by plottin'

your own course, Amber.

I don't think it's gonna

be enough this time.

I think you can still

fix things.

Our brewery's gone.

I'm not talking about

the brewery.

No.

No.

You were right

from the beginning.

I never should've trusted him.

If you'll excuse me, I have

a very generous offer to accept.

What about

the big relaunch tomorrow?

What, you think anybody's

gonna show up?

I do, yeah.

Well, then they can drink

to our demise.

[Fred grunts]

[Only Love for You by Beo]



I think of all the times

we lay

Looking up out

at the stars



Nervous of the way

you make me feel

You're setting fire

to my heart

Before you, before you,

oh, what was that?

No, ooh, what

Oh, my love,

oh, my love,

I have only love for you

More than enough,

more than enough

The simple way we move



Only love, only love,

only love, only love

Ooh

Only love

Only love for you

[indistinct radio chatter]

Reminds me that there's time

to change...

You gotta be kidding me.

Perfect.



Since the return

of her stay on the moon

She listens like spring

and she talks like June

Hey, ey-ey-ey

Hey-ey, hey, yeah

But tell me, did you sail

across the sun?

Did you make it

to the Milky Way

To see the lights

all faded

And heaven is overrated?

Tell me, did you fall

for a sh**ting star?

One without

a permanent scar?

And did you miss me

While you were looking

for yourself out there?



[song volume increases]



Now that she's back

from that soul vacation

Tracing her way

through the constellation

Hey, ey-ey

[grunts]

She checks out Mozart

while she does Tae-Bo...

This song makes no sense!

This song makes

no sense!

Now that she's back

in the at--

[radio turns off]

[pensive music]



Thank you, everyone,

for coming!

Thank you for coming

to the funeral.

My dream has died.

Have a glass.

You might wanna

slow down there, Amber.

Oh, I'm not drunk.

Just helps with the shame

if I pretend to be.

Please hold for Mr. Bank.

[playing Boss from Birth

by feinsmecker]

Hello, fly chick

coming through

A boss from birth,

ain't no need to pretend

Haters gon' talk

but still hatin' in the end

No need for approval,

define my own reign--

The guest of honor...

-[song turns off]

-...has arrived!

Listen, man,

you gotta tell me,

'cause I've been wondering

for like a month.

Is your name Bank

because you own a bank,

or do you own a bank

because your name is Bank?

Huh.

So this is a brewery.

-It's fascinating.

-Yeah.

Yeah, this is it!

This is the inside part.

That's the outside part.

You kinda get the picture.

I am so glad you came

to your senses.

Well, you really

wore me down, man.

Nicely done.

Now you get to have

your marshmallows

and eat them, too.

Oh, do you have marshmallows?

I do not.

It's disappointing.

Uh, but I do have

the paperwork.

Hey!

The paperwork!

Very official.

I'd say I should have

a lawyer look this over,

but who are we kidding?

Uh, right there,

Miss Kein.

-Right there.

-COURTNEY: Uh, Amber?

Uh, you gotta come see something

really quick.

Oh, okay.

I'll be right there.

No, you-- like, it-- now.

You have to come now.

Just one second.

Miss Kein?

Miss Kein!

[sentimental music]



-I am so sorry.

-No, don't.

Well, we know

that this isn't enough

to save Guzzlers, but...

we really felt like you needed

a proper good-bye.

And look.

AMBER: They look amazing.

I wasted so much dough.

-I don't know how.

-It's amazing.

You wanna, um,

wanna say a few words?

You should,

you need to do that.

Go.

Um, hi, everyone.

Uh, if I could just have

everyone's attention.

Just take a second.

Thank you all for coming.

Uh, I know that we advertised

this as the grand reopening,

uh, but...

today is actually

my last day owning Guzzlers.



The new owner

is right over there.

Wave hi, Rich.



And, uh, don't mention

marshmallows around him.

He gets pretty weird about it.

Back before this place

was open,

my dad taught me how to brew

in our tiny little home garage.

And it's funny

because I couldn't

even drink

what we were making.

But even still,

I remember just staring

at this beautiful,

foamy concoction and...

and just marveling

at what we had created.

And even still,

it feels like...

Like magic.

But things change.

And people leave.

And you're...

You're just left

wishing you could share

one more beer together.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

Hey, Amber!

I'm so sorry I'm late.

I'm, uh-- there was a--

Holy moly, I just ran

so far and so fast.

-What are you doing?

-I'll tell you.

[panting]

The weird thing is

I'm in decent shape.

[panting continues]

I decided to take your advice.

And make a few friends.

Oh, okay.

Are you kidding?

Guys, where is every--

There's gonna be a whole moment,

I promise.

There they are!

There they are!

Hey!

[cheers and applause]

[overlapping joyous chatter]



[applause]



[mouthing silently]

Magic!

Wait, wait, hold up now.

I have no idea

what you think you're doing.

I'm... sharing a beer

with friends.

I love making beer.

More than anything.

It is one of the few things

that makes any

actual sense to me.

And I made this one.

Recently.

In fact,

it was the first time

that I changed a recipe

since we opened.

And...

That's really good.

What makes a great beer,

really?

A great beer

and a great place

to drink it...

only exists when...

all the strange

and wonderful ingredients

really come together.

And when you get

the chemistry just right.

I could not do this...

any of this by myself.

And I really don't want to.

So...

Will y'all help me?

No, I, uh, I have $48,

which is--

that's really not a lot,

but it's yours, Amber.

And you can have

my next paycheck, too.

-You know what, me too.

-You know, I got some money.

I just gotta figure out

where the hell I buried it.

Money's just like

a social construct,

so I guess you can catch

some of mine or whatever.

You're not gonna pay the loan

back with a few extra bucks.

Well, not with that attitude,

fancy pants.

I got a 20 up in my bra

and a couple 50s

swimming around

in my panties.

-They're all for you, Amber.

-Oh, yeah.

-MAN: I can toss a few bucks in.

-I stand behind you, Amber.

Count me in, too.

[Fred moans]

-Thank you, Fred!

-The hell did he just say?

Do you think this is

gonna convince me?

Hey, Bank!

Man!

Look at her!

Look who you're trying

to take a brewery from!

She's an angel!

She also brews

pretty damn good beer!

Give Guzzlers

a little bit more time

to pay back the loan, man.

-[crowd murmurs in agreement]

-She's good for it.

Have a heart.

Hey, Rich.

Y-Yeah?

Why don't you join us

for a beer?

[crowd murmurs in agreement]

WOMAN: Aw, come on!

Really?

Me?

Yeah.

Sure.

What do you usually order?

Well...

I don't know.

Nobody's ever really

asked me that before.

Well, that's okay.

Why don't you

give this one a try?

Uh...

Well, maybe...

I can offer an extension

to the loan.

-Oh, my God!

-Yeah!

Yeah!

[cheers and applause]

Yeah!

And free beers on the house!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

No, no, no!

Just the first one!

First beer free!

Yay!

[cheers and applause]

That's really generous!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

And the rest...

are on me!

Yeah!

[Hold Me by Red Light Cameras]

This party,

it's all right

This DJ's vi-i-i-bing

you and me

I'm digging your hand

on my waist

And everything

you're saying

Come on, baby,

no convincing me...

Thank you.

Hold me close,

don't ever let me go

Take your time with me,

just go slow

Oh, oh, oh, oh...

-Pretty good, player.

-It is, it is.

It's good, Samuel Madison.

Done-- you've done good.

I do believe...

that should go on the menu.

Officer, what time

does that train leave?

Right now!

Woo-woo!

I'm on it!

Woo-woo!

Woo-woo-woo!

Wugga-wugga-wugga!

Choo-choo!

[Samuel clears throat]

AMBER: Why, hello.

Howdy.

-Nice place.

-Hey, thanks.

I just remembered,

I actually owe you something.

-Indeed you do.

-Yeah, that's, uh...

-[sniffs]

-Smell good?

-Mmm, very good.

-Yeah.

Victory.

You don't have to gloat.

Thank you

for all of that.

Oh...

I didn't really do anything.

Just followed your advice.

Maybe I should be

the professional consultant.

I know of a big law firm

in New York

that's probably looking

for someone.

Are you not taking that job?

Nah, I decided

I'd try staying somewhere

for a little while

just to see how it feels.

I think you might enjoy it.

And also, you know,

it's looking like

you're gonna have

a lot more business

in the near future,

so you probably need

a little bit of help

around here, and--

I... think we could

find you something.

Oh, thank you.

That was my last $10.

Um...

And also, uh...

I really wanted

to tell you that...

I've been falling in love w--

Hey!

You want a beer?

Do I?

Sure.

-Um, yeah.

-You were saying?

I, um--

what was I saying?

Something about

falling in love.

Before I was

very rudely interrupted,

but before that I was--

oh, yes.

I am in love with, um...

this beer.

-Oh, is that so?

-Yeah.

Just such a gorgeous... beer.

Especially in this light.

[sniffs]

I love how it smells.

And, um, I love just

how the beer does...

funky little dances

while it's making other beer.

And, uh, pretty much

everything I love in a beer.

I see.

And, um, the more

I think about it--

and I have really, really,

really been thinking

about it a lot.

The beer.

Like, recently,

pretty much night and day.

And, um, I really love every--

literally everything

about the beer.

I'm the beer, right?

[dramatic music]



BOTH: Oh!

-[2-pop beep]

-That's right.

[upbeat rock music]

-[2-pop beep]

-But the brewery's doing great.

-It's doing fine!

-[crew laughs in background]

Samuel Madison.

Pleasure.

Oh, yeah?

Like the shitty beer?

-[2-pop beep]

-This one for the road.

That's the wrong side

of the knife.

I look like an idiot.

[2-pop beep]

Oh!

Oh!

[mumbles indistinctly]

-[2-pop beep]

-Just gonna rewind.

What?

The rewind bit was a bit

for the camera.

ALEX: Sorry.

Oh, I apologize.

And then after I said it,

I thought,

"Everyone's gonna think

I meant that as Kennedy."

-[2-pop beep]

-MAN: Milk!

And kindly take

your tailored suit

and your shiny hair

right back to--

I hate this take already.

-[2-pop beep]

-Foul!

MAN: Take it back to what?

-[2-pop beep]

-He loves...

kicking buckets.

He's taking a long nap.

Sounds like

a lazy piece of sh*t.

-[2-pop beep]

-ALEX: Oh, my God.

f*cking alpaca.

Union alpaca.

-ALEX: He's on a five.

-STEVEN: Yeah.

[2-pop beep]

Frappe the beer

Frappe in the beer,

here he comes

Look at him frappe,

frappe, frappe

[Steven scatting]

He's foaming it up,

oh, oh

[both vocalizing]

Stop staring at the hole

in my pants.

SAMUEL: It's right--

Ambs, he's staring

at my peepee!

SAMUEL: Do you own underwear?

MAN: All right,

cut it there.

[laughter]

[2-pop beep]



[2-pop beep]

[mimics slow-motion shouting]

Aah!

[2-pop beep]

[mumbling]

Oh, my God.

[moaning]

Oh!

-Why did nobody yell cut?!

-[crew laughter]

Why did nobody yell cut?

[2-pop beep]

[Hopeless Valentine

by dazeychain]



Here we go again

You'd think by now

I'd know better

Locked in my head,

romanticizing forever



Last love I found,

knees met the ground

And all my roses died

Swore I was through,

but looking at you

I think I'd change my mind

Yeah, let's fall in love

for the fun of it

Diving headfirst

into all of it

Oh, what a rush

looking into your eyes

Playing it off like

it's different this time

Let's break our own hearts

for the fun of it

One look and I'm dying

to run the risk

I'll live in your head

for the rest of your life

Oh, won't you be

my hopeless Valentine?

My God, don't we

look good together?



I should be running away,

but so what, whatever

Oh, oh

Last love I found,

knees met the ground

And all my roses died

Swore I was through,

but looking at you

I think I'd change my mind

Yeah, let's fall in love

for the fun of it

Diving headfirst

into all of it

Oh, what a rush

looking into your eyes

Playing it off like

it's different this time

Let's break our own hearts

for the fun of it

One look and I'm dying

to run the risk

I'll live in your head

for the rest of your life

Oh, won't you be

my hopeless Valentine?



Oh, won't you be

my hopeless Valentine?



Oh, won't you be

my hopeless Valentine?

You're a bad idea

Oh, but every time

I see ya

All reason and logic

Cut their losses

Yeah, let's fall in love

for the fun of it

Diving headfirst

into all of it

Oh, what a rush

looking into your eyes

Playing it off like

it's different this time

Let's break our own hearts

for the fun of it

One look and I'm dying

to run the risk

I'll live in your head

for the rest of your life

Oh, won't you be

my hopeless Valentine?



Oh, won't you be

my hopeless Valentine?



Oh, won't you be

my hopeless Valentine?

[Fire by Red Light Cameras]



Fi-i-i-i-i-ire

Fi-i-ire

Fi-i-i-i-ire, yeah

Give me a lighter

I want your