- You know what I love about Pleasant Park?
Everything is just so pleasant.
- You mean like that mutated chicken running around
with a parasite on its head?
(chicken clucking)
- Well, almost everything.
(gun shot)
- You think we can still make nuggets out of him?
Or does the parasite ruin that?
- Yeah, that's probably not a great idea, Roach.
(phone rings)
- Looks like that payphone is ringing.
Should we answer it?
- I'll get it!
Hello?
Tanner, it's for you!
- Hello?
Hi, mom.
No, I didn't leave the oven on.
I was making chicken tenders!
The house isn't going to burn down, okay?
I'm playing Fortnite with my friends, mom.
Leave me alone!
(phone thuds)
Uh, sorry about that.
Where were we?
(Roach gasps)
- Look!
It's a Ferrari!
I've always wanted to try one of these things out!
- Roach, those things go pretty fast.
You might want to--
- No time for safety!
I've got a need.
A need... for speed!
(intense music)
(engine revs)
Whoops!
- Nice going, Roach.
Maybe you should stick to driving taxis.
- Are you kidding me?
My car! What did you do to my ride!
- Uh... I crashed it.
- Oh my God, I can't believe this!
You're paying for the repairs, default boy!
- Let's see here.
I have 10 gold bricks and a banana.
- Yeah, that's not gonna cut it, buddy!
- Oh!
Well...
Uh...
- Well, I guess that solves that.
(tires screech)
- Well, this can't be good.
- Hey you!
Default squad!
Nobody takes out a member of the Fortnite Ferrari club!
- Yeah!
Prepare to eat our dust!
- You're going to feed us dust?
- It's an expression, moron!
It means you're going down!
- Going down where?
To Slurpy Swamp?
- Screw these guys.
Let's just kill them already.
(guns cocking)
- Wait! You guys have us beat.
As a sign of respect,
what do you say you let me fill up your Ferraris
with this gasoline here?
I've got plenty!
- I mean, sure.
I guess that's cool.
- Now!
(rapid gun fire)
- Wow, we just completely destroyed, like,
over a million dollars worth of Ferraris.
- Eh, nothing in this universe has any monetary value.
- Tanner!
- Mom, are you serious?
I told you I'm hanging out with my friends!
- Don't you raise your voice at me, young man!
I have had it up to here with you!
- What did I do now?
- Not only did you hang up on your own mother,
but you left the toilet seat up!
I almost fell in!
- Oh, jeez.
- You're coming home with me right this minute!
- Was that Tanner's mom?
- She's kinda hot.
(hip hop music)
- Hey-hu-hah!
- Huey-e-ahh!
(grass rustles)
- Come to papa.
(lock rattling)
(Tanner chuckles)
(gun cocks)
- You used to be OP.
Now look at you.
(both grunt)
Oh, stop that.
I want adventure, suspense.
(both grunt)
(joyful music)
I liked you guys better in Season 2.
(suppressed gun shots)
(both grunting)
- Maybe that was an over-reaction.
(Shadow Henchman screams)
(ball thuds)
- Here comes the spike!
(Bendie groans)
(bendie breaths heavily)
How'd the sneaky heist go?
- Eh, nothing of note.
(Shadow Hench wails)
- Tell me you at least got some gold.
- Oh, I got the gold.
(cash register dings)
- That looks like enough for one upgrade.
- Or maybe a potion at the gas station.
- Can't I just use the Weapon-O-Matic?
- Come closer, my dear.
I swear, I only bite a little.
(Weapon-O-Matic evilly laughs)
- I don't want to give some corrupted corpo
my hard-earned gold.
- Oh.
- Didn't you steal that gold?
- Yes, and it was hard!
- I know somewhere you can spend your money!
(door bell dings)
- I thought I sensed new auras.
What brings you to my sanctuary?
(Roach sniffs)
- What's that smell?
Is there a skunk?
Like, wow.
Check your vibe, mmkay?
- Apologies, Ma'am.
We were looking to make a purchase of your goods.
- Oh.
Do you want mushrooms or Slurpfish or--
- I'll take two Slurpfish.
- Make that three.
- Do you have anything else for sale?
- You could tip the bus driver.
(Roach scoffs)
- The bus driver doesn't accept tips.
- Have you asked him?
- No, but--
- Hmm, interesting.
And how often does he drive you around the map?
- I... I'll tip him, I guess.
- That's so generous of you.
That'll be 4,000 bars.
- [Tanner, Anya, and Roach] 4,000 bars?
- Fine, spend your money selfishly,
and never find inner peace.
Your choice.
- Inner peace sounds important.
- Ugh, fine.
Okay, here have all my money.
I hope the bus driver has a wonderful day.
- How kind!
Like, it's important to share love, you know?
- Did...
Is something supposed to happen?
- What do you mean?
- Well, I just gave you 400 bars.
That's a big purchase.
Shouldn't there be, like, a surprise gun wrap I receive?
- Maybe an achievement?
- Or an emote!
- Do you know how tipping works?
- Yeah, but I also know how Fortnite works.
- Oooh!
- Okay, Karen.
- Oooh!
- Excuse me? - Here we go.
- I work hard demolishing couches and beds for that gold.
And guess what?
Each season, there's less!
I get less for the exact same work.
So, when I give a tip to the bus driver,
I expect more than just a "kudos."
- Yup, total Karen.
(Shadow Henchman screams)
- This guy again.
Don't worry, he's harmless.
(Shadow Henchman cheers)
I'm gonna talk to the bus driver.
- Please don't; it won't solve anything.
- Just do what I do, and hold the rage deep, deep inside.
Bury it beneath a calm surface of humor.
Then one day, it'll boil over in murderous frenzy.
- Yup, not going to do that.
My good fellow, I just wanted to say,
"Hi, how are you?"
And...
Um...
Can I have that enormous tip back, please?
- What tip?
- "What tip"?
"What tip"?
The... The 4,000 gold bars I gave Dreamflower
to... give to...
Huh.
Yeah, I guess that doesn't make sense, does it?
- You know what doesn't make sense?
This bus route.
Where do I live?
Do I have a family?
Am I stuck in the loop with all you?
Am I just doomed to drive a floating bus around
for the rest of internity?
When do I just get to sit down and do what I what,
watch some Netflix, play my Switch?
Will I ever find love?
What's the point of love?
What's the point of all this?
Why do you all shoot each other so much?
- Okay, I'm done here.
- That boho dropout stole my money.
- The bus driver doesn't accept tips?
- I told ya!
I told ya!
- That jerk.
- Let's drop on her house and burn it down!
- She isn't home right now.
- Oh, yeah?
Then where is she?
(drums playing)
(Dreamflower vocal singing)
(gun shot) (crowd gasps)
(grass rustling)
- This is mine and no one else's.
(grass rustling)
I work hard for it.
I work hard for these gold bars.
- Far out.
(soft music)