Mudslide kills 600 religious pilgrims,
and yet both my ex-wives live on...
Morning.
Not again, please not again... Oh, thank God.
Always in the last place you look, uh?
Have a nice day!
You too.
Yeah Phil, it's Charlie.
Put me down for a grand on Detroit tonight. What's the lineup?
Well, excuse me...
But don't you think if the gambler is awake it'd be who is the bookie to be up as well?
Alright, well call me when you get off the can.
Are you aware that your sleep-over buddy was packing heat?
Oh yeah...
Any hotter and she'd have burnt my pubes clean off!
Charlie, a gun in a house...
Relax, she's a cop.
Or was a cop...
Or is wanted by the cops.
I know she mentioned cops.
Unbelievable, so this was another one-night stand?
Unless she comes back for her handcuffs, yeah.
Boy, how much satisfaction can you get from that?
Handcuffs? Never really my thing.
But hey, she probably did some stuff last night
that might not have been her first choice...
No, I mean how can you possibly get any satisfaction from an endless series
of alcohol-soaked one night stands, and even as the words are coming out of my mouth
I realize this is a stupid question so forget I said it.
She's married to a cop!
I hate to see you wasting your life,
having drunken sex with women you don't care about.
Who asked you to move back in and watch?
- You know who's good for you? - Don't go there Alan.
Mia.
She was beautiful, she was smart, she got you to clean up your act.
I'm telling you Charlie,
letting her go was the stupidest thing you've ever done.
You're going there Alan...
I'm just saying you had this fantastic woman who was willing to marry you,
and then you just threw it away, and for what?
OK, you're there!
You want to know why I gave up Mia? I'll tell you why I gave up Mia,
- I gave her up for you. - Oh oh, for me?
Yeah, yeah, for you!
She wanted you to move out so we would have the house to ourselves,
but I said "nooo way, I am not throwing my brother out on the street".
- What a loving gesture. - Oh bite me!
And you know what you did? You married Kandi and moved out anyway.
So if you want to know why I let the best thing that ever happened to me get away,
it's so the worst thing that could ever happen to me would have a place to live.
I guessed it all worked out for the best, huh?
How do you figure?
Think about it:
if Mia had been living here when Kandi kicked me out and I came back,
it would have been a very awkward situation.
Charlie?
Oh... yeah, awkward..
Episode 4x02 "Who's Vod Kanockers?"
Transcript/Synchro: Porkepick Corrections: Bouliii
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Phil... Phil, you're my bookie, not my psychiatrist.
If I want to bet every single game in the country with money I don't have,
that's my business.
Thank you, now...
let's talk boxing.
Really?
There's no fights anywhere tonight?
OK, well... how are you and your wife getting along?
What, it'd be a fair fight, she's got like 50 pounds on you!
Hello...
My luck, I gotta have a bookie who is afraid to fight out of his weight class.
Aren't you a little worried that all this betting might be turning into a problem?
Alan, if you don't bet big you can't cover your losses.
And if you can't cover your losses, a large man with a tire iron
puts your address in the map-quest, at which point
you have to sneak across the Mexican border dressed in woman's clothing.
Now that's when you have a problem.
You know best.
You're hungry? I made your favorite sandwich.
Turkey, ham and pastrami.
Gobble, oink, mooooo.
No, thanks.
OK, how about something sweet?
Key lime pie, yummy yummy!
Look, Alan, I appreciate your sucking up.
But you can't fill the gaping wound in my heart with...
Deli meat.
And pie.
Yummy.
Can we just leave it alone?
Can we not grind on and on about the stupidest thing I've ever done?
OK, I'm sorry I said that,
giving up Mia was not the stupidest thing you've ever done.
It certainly wasn't as stupid as when you came back from Rio with that gorgeous model,
you know, the one with the Adam's apple and the really big hands?
You know, I'm gonna give you some space.
Maybe go for a nice drive...
Forgot my keys...
You know what, they must have slipped out of my pocket, and...
into the couch.
Excuse me.
Sorry...
Found some change!
Look...
Is that a quarter in your ear?
Very impressive...
What is that?
Steven Tyler rented the house next door.
The guy from Aerosmith?
I lost my virginity to him.
You know, his music.
Thanks, I was confused...
He's apparently getting ready for a tour.
So what's...
in the box?
I went out and picked you up a little something I thought might
put a smile on your face.
Alan, the only thing in this box that could possibly put a smiling on my face,
is your severed head.
Good one. Zing!
Come on, open it!
- A hat!? - A very expensive hat.
Since when do I wear hats?
Well, you don't but I saw it and it seemed so...
you. You know, cool, rakish...
yet forgiving.
- OK fine, I forgive you. - Thanks! Thanks...
Aren't you gonna try it on?
No.
If you really forgave me, you'd try it on.
Oh yeah!
That is you.
Let's try tilting it a little bit here.
Oh baby!
You gotta see this, come on inside, we'll take a look.
Charlie, you're coming?
What's going on?
You should leave, Alan.
Why?
Just trust me.
Alright.
Hey Tyler, take a pause for the cause!
Oh sorry man...
Thank you and goodnight!
Hi Charlie.
Rose.
How cool is it that Steven Tyler moved in next door?
I lost my virginity to him.
You mean his music?
No.
Nice hat.
Thanks.
Boy, you look like hell.
That's strange.
'Cause I feel like crap.
How long do you think you can keep it up?
What exactly are we talking about?
The excessive drinking, the obsessive partying, the compulsive gambling.
Hard to say.
Trying to take it one day at a time.
You do realize this is all just an attempt to avoid feeling your feelings?
Let me tell you something about feelings.
Feelings are like your mother's breasts.
You know where they are, but they're best left unfelt.
It's an interesting analogy but may I point out
that the mother's breasts are a source of nourishment and comfort.
Yeah, well my mother's breasts were a source of silicone and Russian vodka.
Not good for child wearing, but she was a big hit at parties.
Charlie, I know how much it hurt you to give up Mia,
and I know you don't like that feeling,
but the more you try to get rid of it,
the more it's going to come back.
Oh yeah... Perfect fit.
It's like somebody measured your head while you were asleep,
so when your brother called, she could tell him the size.
Hey Uncle Charlie, guess where I'm finally growing hair?
Come on man, I'm eating.
Right here, I'm growing a 'stache.
Oh yeah, look at that...
Hey, cool hat! Whose is it?
Yours.
- Really? - Yeah.
It looks great with the 'stache.
You know, it just occurred to me
that I've been feeling guilty because you called off your wedding to Mia
so I wouldn't have to move out.
But then, when I did move out, you didn't call her!
Yeah, so?
So, you know why I think you didn't call her?
You didn't call her because the whole
"I don't want to throw my brother out on the street" business,
is was a very convenient and noble excuse to get out of the marriage.
That's what you think, huh?
- Yes, that's what I think. - That's what you think?
You heard me, that's what I think!
Yeah, well...
think again.
Admit it Charlie, I've been beating myself up buying you pie and hats for nothing.
There's pie?
There was, Berta ate it. And why is he wearing your hat?
I gave it to him.
I bought this hat for you.
And I gave it to Jake.
You can't commit to anything, can you?
- It's just a hat! - It's not just a hat, it's a symbol!
- Of what?! - Of...
OK, it's just a hat. But...
the point is, you have nobody to blame for your miserable lonely existence but yourself!
And you can drink, gamble and hump all you want,
but one day, you're gonna have to face that fact.
Drink, gamble and hump!
Yeah well, I don't have to face anything I don't want to face,
and I don't have to feel anything I don't want to feel,
and that includes Mom's vodka knockers.
Who is this Vod Kanockers that you speak of?
Eat your dinner.
The name's Kanockers.
Vod Kanockers.
Charlie?
Are you OK?
Just dandy...
Could you close the blinds?
Come on, let's get you inside...
Looks like you had a tough night!
No, the night was great.
It's the morning that's killing me.
Hey Alan...
What?
You were right.
I can't keep running away from my feelings...
I'm glad you realized that.
You're a wonderful brother,
and this
is a beautiful hat.
Thank you.
Charlie, you're OK?
I'm fine.
The hat's not so good.
Hey, Berta, want to see my armpit hair?
Only if you want to see mine...
- Hey. - Hey.
You know that's my juice...
I know.
You could at least ask...
You could at least pay a rent.
Touché...
If that's a bookie or a woman you know what to say.
Harper residence.
Sorry, he's dead.
Interesting.
No one ever calls back to find out where to send flowers.
Touché...
How does it feel to go a whole week without booze, broads or betting?
It's actually kind of a relief...
I never realized how much effort it took to avoid feeling anything.
Yeah? What are you feeling now?
So far, mostly nausea and boredom.
Touché...
You don't know what that means, do you?
Not a clue.
Hey,
if girls with big boobs work at Hooters,
where do girls with only one leg work at?
IHOP!
That's just cruel.
Actually, it's kinda funny.
Yeah! 'Cause they got one leg, they have to hop!
I hop!
Tipping your waitress takes on a whole new meaning.
It's not that funny.
I know.
Why are you laughing so much?
I don't know!
Dad!? Something's wrong with Uncle Charlie!
What's going on?
Hey Jake, tell your Dad, how one legged girls work at IHOP.
Oh no.
I gave away the joke.
I'm so sorry Jake.
I've ruined everything...
Is he OK?
He's fine, his feelings are coming at the surface.
Oh, like when Mom gets PMS.
Well, kinda...
Hang on, Uncle Charlie, I'll get you some chocolate.
What's he making out there?
A lanyard...
He's got a lot of free time now, so I gave him one of Jake's old hobby-kits.
You know, so he'd have something to do...
I'm surprised he's not making a vagina out of macaroni and bottle caps.
Around, around the block, and then downtown...
Over, over, loop, around, around the block, and then...
Yo dude! Some of us are trying to do crafts here!
What!?
Can you lay off the harmonica playing?
Hey, a lot of people pay to see me play harmonica.
They pay to hear you sing,
they tolerate the harmonica!
Sorry I don't measure up to your musical standards, you...
lame-ass jingle writer!
Alright, let's see how you play harmonica your other end!
No no no no, slow down here! Come on...
Let's see what you got, jingle balls!
OK, I'm gonna rip off your big fat lips, and use them to kiss my ass!
Charlie! Please, please...
You know your emotions are a little bit frayed right now...
Right! Right, OK...
OK.
I'm better.
That's it!
No, Charlie, Charlie! Wait! Charlie, don't do this!
Come on Tyler, you want a piece of me?!
Well the dude may look like a lady,
but you fight like a little girl.
Did it ever occur to you to help me out?
Yeah, but
once you were cowering under his picnic table I figured the worst was over.
Oh, good thinking squirting that bottle of sunblock at him.
I was hoping it would get in his eyes and blind him.
Yeah well,
all you did was keep him from getting a nasty burn while he beat the crap out of you.
Please Alan, I'm begging you...
OK.
It's not right to kick a man when he's down.
Thanks.
Too bad Steven Tyler didn't feel that way, huh?
You were right about Mia,
I got cold feet, so I used you as an excuse to call off the wedding.
I am so proud of you Charlie, this is a real breakthrough.
Doesn't it feel liberating to finally hear yourself admit the truth?
Well I feel something...
But since I'm also hearing a high pitch whistle, it might just be a concussion.
What are you making?
A needlepoint sampler.
No kidding?
I find it very calming.
And the message helps centering.
God bless Vicoden?
Pretty good, huh?
You spelled Vicodin wrong.
That's the great thing about Vicodin,
I don't care.
Hey, is Charlie here?
Huh...
Who may I say is calling?
It's OK, Alan.
- Hey Chazz, thanks for the gift. - You're welcome.
So no hard feelings?
Nah... You?
Why would I have hard feelings,
I'm still picking pieces of your ass out of my boot.
Good one!
OK well, good luck with the Tour.
Thanks a lot man.
Who is the sponsor?
Metamucil?
What was that?
Nothing, nothing...
I just want to say,
I'm a huge fan.
I lost my virginity to you.
Really ?
Well, you know, there's...
a lot of the seventies I don't remember.
Isn't that the hat I got you?
Yeah.
The hat you threw up in?
I had it cleaned,
but...
I'll always know...
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