4 scorpion bowls in 5 minutes? That's got to be a restaurant record.
Well, right now, I'm gonna go for another restaurant record: Longest burp.
[Davey does a loud, long burp as everybody stares at him] [sarcastically]
Congratulations! Now, please excuse me while I go take shower.
It ain't a better time of year. You got no school, you can eat like a pig, and people give you stuff. Kind of makes you feel all tingly inside, doesn't it?
W Whitey
You're not welcome in my house.
E Eleanor
[thinks Davey is holding their house up]
Mister, if you're gonna kill us, will you take off your wet shoes? You're soaking the carpet.
PC Prank caller
Hello? Hi, is Ophelia there?
PC Prank caller
Ophelia hiney.
E Eleanor
Oh, feel my hiney?! You hoodlums better bring my wig back! I know it was you! [Hangs up and Davey enters the house] It's a home-invasion robbery! Take whatever you want, but please don't chop my legs off!
W Whitey
It's okay, Eleanor, it's okay!
E Eleanor
Whitey, thank God you're here! We're being robbed by a lunatic! Mister, if you're going to kill us, take off your wet shoes. They're soaking the carpet!
W Whitey
Eleanor, that's Davey Stone, my new partner.
E Eleanor
The criminal?! Did he force you to bring him here so he could molest you?!
W Whitey
His home just went up in flames. So I invited him to stay with us for a while.
E Eleanor
Okay, but I'm making an inventory... of every single item in this house!
E Eleanor
Look! He already stole something. He's hiding it in his jacket.
I didn't steal this. It's a card my parents gave me.
E Eleanor
So why don't you go stay with them?
[Takes out a flask]
Here's to you guys for letting me crash over.
E Eleanor
Alcohol in our house? This is never going to work.
W Whitey
It will. We just need to set some rules so Davey knows how we do things here.
W Whitey
Look. You gotta understand it's just been me and Eleanor for 67 years... so she gets nervous around strangers.
[Referring to side table photo of Whitey and Eleanor as children]
I wouldn't show that picture to anyone... or they may try to take you two back to the laboratory.
W Whitey
Listen. We got rules in this house... And you better follow them or you'll find yourself out of here.
This might be harder than I thought.
W Whitey
[Starts singing]
If you're coming from the street with dirty shoes on your feet that's a technical foul if you switch the radio to [does air quotes] some "modern" music show, that's a technical foul. If you don't shut the door after using the 'frigerator, that's (x2) a technical foul... if you touch the thermostat
E Eleanor
you'll get hit with a bat....
W Whitey
...'cause that's a technical foul...
E Eleanor
...you will feel my wrath...
W Whitey
If your hair clogs the drain...
E Eleanor
[swings around num-chuks]
...you'll know the meaning of pain...
W Whitey
...'cause that's a technical foul...
E Eleanor
I'll show you no mercy! [Splits a board with head]
Ho, this is such bullshit!
W Whitey
In this house, we say "bullspit" or...
WA Whitey and Eleanor
...it's (x2) a technical foul...
Let me get this straight. You expect me to change my lifestyle in one night... Because you guys are a couple of psychotic control freaks?
W Whitey
You got it, bub. Or you can go rot in the gutter. It's up to you, Yankee doodle.
I don't want to do that... but let me run a few questions by you so I don't screw up accidentally. If I don't spray Lysol after moving a bowel?
That's a technical foul if I decide to wash my ass with your monogrammed towel?
W Whitey
That's a technical foul...
E Eleanor
[in ordinary voice]
Please, say "hiney."
[Points to Eleanor's feet]
If I make fun of your crazy feeties or [motions to Eleanor] give sugar cookies to Miss Diabetes?
W Whitey
That's not only a technical foul... [in hushed voice] but possibly a homicide...
W Whitey
If you do, you'll get a "T"!
Take a whiz in those flowers?!
W Whitey
I'll say, "hit the showers"
[Slides down stair railings with a trombone with Whitey snatching it from him]
Use this horn as a bong?!
W Whitey
Adios, Tommy Chong!
Make some long-distance calls?!
W Whitey
You'll get a kick in the balls, oops!
Can I walk around with my morning erection?
W Whitey
If you want an automatic ejection, 'cause that's a technical foul...
E Eleanor
But I'd like to see it anyway... [Waves a hand down with Davey making a face of revulsion] ...just kidding. [Flashes eyebrows]
There are certain rules which apply in one's life with your sister, friends or imaginary wife, I can't believe I haven't killed myself here with wigs McGee and the furry elf they took my wig. I remember the look in their eyes, I guess I'll have to deal with your demands but please don't touch me with your alien hands, I got no right to growl the whistle, she's on the prowl...
E Eleanor
Without my wig, I look like an owl, hoo-hoo!
W Whitey
Oh, my God. Don't laugh at her. Or it's (x3) a technical foul...
I guess Davey will have to make the best of this.
I guess I got to make the best of this.
See. I told you. But that shouldn't be too hard for him. Even loners need company sometimes.
Where are your parents, anyways?
I don't know. Hopefully, out getting me an Atari.
All right, Davey! Come on! Let's go! We'll take that.
W Whitey
That kind of shitting makes me want to do the robot dance.
Nice story. You can stop now.
E Eleanor
No, no, go on. Whitey, I'm mesmerized.
Can we just go? I'm cold.
E Eleanor
I want to hear what happens next. It's like a fairy tale.
W Whitey
Unfortunately, this fairy tale doesn't have a happy ending. Davey was wondering where his parents were. Turns out they were on their way to the ball game... when a truck hit a patch of black ice and swerved into oncoming traffic. Mr. And Mrs. Stone tragically couldn't get out of the way in time. I couldn't believe something that horrible... could happen to a kid that nice. He walked right through that door and into foster home after foster home... until his 18th birthday.
E Eleanor
Oh, my. You poor, poor boy. What in heaven's name did you do?
Let's just get off of this.
W Whitey
He didn't know how to handle it. What 12-year-old kid would? He basically shut down.
Davey, I'm so sorry. I don't know what to say.
There's nothing to say. My parents are dead. Happy Hanukkah. Now, leave me alone.
E Eleanor
That's the saddest story I've ever heard. [Starts sobbing then breathes a sigh of satisfaction]
[Annoyedly leaves]
Hey, I'm out of here. I don't need this symphony crap.
W Whitey
Maybe it's time you stop running from your emotions.
[Enragedly shouts at Whitey]
I'm not. I'm running from two crybabies who won't shut up about something that isn't any of their business!
E Eleanore
You know, I read recently in Reader's Digest that people who let themselves cry when they're hurting are often stronger than the people who try to hold all their pain inside.
[Angrily]
Did you read anything about a deformed referee who spends 35 years trying to win some STUPID PATCH... [angrily points to Whitey] so he can pretend people actually like him?!
E Eleanor
Which month was that in?
W Whitey
[in tears]
Take that back.
Listen, if they have an award for the freakiest looking fraternal twins... who nobody even gives a crap about, you two are definitely winning! But that patch thing ain't ever gonna happen for you... because the truth is, nobody in this town even knows you EXIST! [Jennifer and Benjamin look up in shock]
E Eleanor
You're an animal!
[Angrily snatches off her wig]
And You're bald!
E Eleanor
Not again! [She faints]
W Whitey
You're not welcome in my house!
[Pissed off]
Good! Your house sucks!
Do you have to be nasty to everyone who tries to help you?
[Angrily throws Eleanor's wig at Jennifer]
That's my problem! [With Eleanor's wig landing on Mr. Chang's head]
He just a no-goodnik, and I am the real Kristi Yamaguchi.