When the villain says, "which arm?"
you say, "This arm!"
[grunting]
[groaning]
What's that ehh?
Well, it's not how I would disarm someone, but...
OK, OK. Why don't you come up here and show us how it's done?
Can't, bones are melty.
Pretty well established at this point, sir.
But if they weren't,
I would just kick you in the zipper.
- That's never gonna-- - Zipper kick, ha!
[screaming]
Oh...
- My turn! - I'm next! I'm next!
Back it up! No one's kicking me in the zipper.
And from now on, I would thank you if you would stay out of my business!
No, let her teach us more stuff.
- Yeah! - Oh, come on!
- Come on! - Dang it!
Oh, thank God there's crime.
Alright, I'll see everybody upstairs.
Mostly everybody.
Mostly.
Kick someone in the zipper for me!
[music playing]
And drop low, and bring it high.
And side to side, side to side.
Oh, ooh!
Forgot my gum...
OK, so you caught me.
- Your bones aren't melty at all. - No.
The question is what are you going to do?
You're not going to tell on me, are you?
You're not some kind of a snitch, are you?
Now yet, but I'm one letter away.
- What? - Mika!
[grunting]
Mika, what's going on?
I forgot my gum.
Why is the music playing?
I'm so sick.
I'm so definitely actually sick.
I was just getting pumped up, you know, a little pre-crime dancing.
Drop low and bring it high.
- And side to side... - That's stupid.
This is a much better pump up song.
[music playing]
Come on, get in here.
Now lasso.
Smile. Come on, you gotta own it.
Gross.
Danger Force, assemble!
I said Danger Force, assemble!
They're not here, stupid.
Where are they?
Mama sent them on a mission.
Mama doesn't get to send them on missions.
Only I get to send them on missions,
and I have a very important mission that I need to send them on right now.
I'm so sorry. What is your important mission?
I need them to return this copy of Adams Family Values.
It's absurdly overdue.
- They'll be back soon. - Where are they?
I just needed them to pick up a few elderly items.
I would have gone myself, but you know,
melty bones.
Look, I'm very honored that you chose to come here
to my Man's Nest to melt all over everything.
Oops, gerted you.
Is that all for Mama Schwoz?
For a lady with melty bones,
Mama Schwoz sure does have an appetite.
- Is that weird? - I don't know! Don't ask me!
Never question how much a woman eats, or tell her to smile more or--
OK!
What's wrong with you?
I'll tell you what's not wrong with me.
I'm not a snitch. I'll tell you that!
- I'll tell you that! I'll tell you... - That'll be 239 dollars.
Ouch.
Well, it's for a good cause.
You're paying for that yourself?
Mama Schwoz has melty bones, it's the least I could do.
But you've been saving that money for yoga pants.
The good ones.
She needs it more than me.
I guess I'll just have to continue doing yoga without pants.
Hey, ready to head back?
I just bet my entire piggy bank on a horse race for Mama Schwoz.
She made you bet with your own money?
She actually made me borrow some, so I could bet more.
If Three-Legged Dream doesn't win the fourth race at Swellview Downs,
- I'm in real trouble. - Oh, God!
Alright, let's roll.
Mama Schwoz wants to see her new golf clubs like yesterday.
And it's today, so I'm late.
How is she gonna play golf if she's got melty bones?
She said she just wanted to feel the weight of the clubs in her hands
before her hand bones melt.
Oh, God bless that woman.
Don't make me cry.
- Ugh! - You OK?
[grumbling]
[screaming]
- Huh. - Why?