You can touch the ball now.

He can't even throw a straight ball.

I mean, the bitchy stuff is your bread and butter.

He's sittin' at the desk and stuff. But he's a monkey.

I'm tired of messin' with charlie. He's not even reachin' for the ball anymore.

this tv producer called to tell me he loved my public access show.

that's funny, eric.

I thought I told you to clean out the vista cruiser.

But what I must've said was, "go sit on your ass."

No, I was there, red. You definitely said, "go clean out the cruiser."

But he just insists on being defiant.

Look, I'm sorry, dad, but something really important came up.

"I dream of jeannie" did her blinking thing, and now dr. Bellows thinks he's a monkey, so...

no. Dr. Bellows is a monkey that thinks he's a doctor. That's what's funny.

You're a monkey.

You're a monkey.

Eric, I need that car to go pick up charlie at the airport.

You're bringing another guy here ?

We need another guy here like I need another firecracker in my bathing suit.

Well, until you learn to stop wearin' speedos, you're gonna keep gettin' firecrackers.