- I can't believe Anthony's dead!
Oh WHY?!
- SHUT UP!!
- All right, when I say go, I have 15 seconds to hide all the eggs before you start looking for them.
- And how much time
do I have to find them?
- It's an easter egg hunt. It's unlimited time.
- How about I start with 75 seconds and every time I find an egg I get an additional 20 seconds, and you can yell "checkpoint!"
- No, just start counting, dude.
- Wait, uh...
When I find them all, do you promise that you're gonna destroy that video of me?
- This video, the extremely horribly embarrassing video of you?
- Yes.
- Yeah, if you find all the eggs.
- Alright, fine.
- Fifteen.
Fourteen. (continues counting)
- Four... three...
Here I come!
- What the hell, babe? This toast isn't even toasty.
- I'll take care of it.
- Stop, Anthony! You're in a minefield!
- Pfft. That's ridiculous.
(boom!, Wilhelm scream)
- Okay, all you have to do is be very careful. We can get through this, man, one foot at a time. Come on.
- (grunting)
Got it.
(sighs) One more egg.
(grunting)
- Honey! Honey! Look what I found! I can toast your bread-woahh!
(slow-mo groan)
- NOOOOOO!
THE TOOOASTEEEEER!
(electricity surging, Anthony groaning)
(blathering)
(dying gag)
(dramatic thud)
(depressing music)
- (ghostly voice) Ian...
- Who's there?
- It's Anthony.
- Anthony? How come you sound like a girl?
- Uh, that's the way all ghosts sound.
- What do you want from me?
- I need you to steal my body from the morgue and find a way to bring me back to life.
- Yeah.
Let me go get you right now.
- Wait, Ian, Ian, it was just a joke.
- Mom, I can't talk! Anthony wants me to rescue him!
- Ian, Ian.
- I'm coming,
Anthony!
- My son is such an idiot.
(dramatic spy music)
- And I swear, one of these days, I'm gonna quit. Wait. Did you get the paperwork for this guy?
- I think I left it in the car.
- You're always doing this. Let's go get it.
- Yeah, so like I was saying, I really gotta find a new job. Carrying dead people around for living
isn't very glamorous. You know?
- Yeah, I heart that one, man. All the chicks think I'm a necrophiliac or something, man.
- Oh, don't even get me started on them.
- (coughing)
Let's get you out of here, man.
(loud clatter) Oh!
Let's get you out of here real fast.
Hey, man. Uh, well, as you can see here,
I built a little
cryostasis pod for you. Did a little research into cryostasis, and this should
keep your body preserved until I find a cure for death, so--
Oh. Oh, yeah.
I wrote a little list of some things that I felt you should know but
I was too afraid to say to your face. So here it goes.
I'm going on another date with your sister.
When you shout, it makes me cry at night.
True story.
Uh, and
sometimes I put on a wig and
reenact Beyonce music videos
in my room.
Usually when you're sleeping so you don't hear me. So I'll see you when I see you.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, one more thing.
Never got to do this to you when you were alive, so why not do it now?
Sucker.