Frank Grimes and His Family Band

  • Season 2 , Ep 207
  • 08/11/2011
  • Views: 6,216

Mark debates selling his soul to Aldermach, while Grimes and Dustin start up a family band. (2:09)

DAD, I'M WORRIED ABOUT YOU.

- YOU SAW THE NEWS.I'M A HAS-BEEN.

BARTENDER, SCHLITZ.

- DADDY, WE'RE IN YOUR OFFICE.

THERE'S NO BARTENDER HERE.

- AH, JUST KILL ME NOW.LITERALLY.

THERE'S A DAGGEROVER THERE IN THE CREDENZA.

- YOU CAN'T GIVE UP.

YOU'RE ONE BIG SOUL DEAL AWAYFROM BEING BACK ON TOP.

- SAVE YOUR BREATH, KITTEN.

FOR ME TO SAVEMAGGOTBONE INDUSTRIES,

I'D HAVE TO LAND--

- THE BIGGEST SOULYOU'VE EVER SEEN?

- RANDALL,WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

- OH, NOTHING, JUST SAVINGYOUR DAD'S BIG FAT RED ASS.

FOR A CUT OF THE PROFITS,OF COURSE.

- AH![chuckles]

- AFTER YEARS OF GOOD DEEDS,

YOUR SOUL SWELLEDTO SUCH A MASSIVE SIZE

THAT IT STARTED CRUSHINGYOUR LIVER,

WHICH WE HAD TO REMOVE,BY THE WAY.

- SO WHAT'S THE CURE?

- WELL, WE CAN START YOUON A STRICT REGIMEN

OF BEINGA COMPLETE ASS[bleep].

OR YOU COULD ALWAYS UNLOAD ITON THE SOUL MARKET.

- SO WHAT'LL IT BE, THEN?

WEALTH?POWER?

DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT ASKINGFOR A MILLION WISHES,

BECAUSE THAT'STOTAL BULL[bleep].

- I'M NOT GIVING UP MY SOUL,

NO MATTER HOW BLOATING IT IS.

- WE CAN GIVE YOU EVERYTHINGYOU'VE EVER WANTED, MARK.

AND YOU WON'T HAVE TO WORRY

ABOUT ANYUNSIGHTLY STRETCH MARKS.

- MY SOUL IS STAYINGRIGHT WHERE IT BELONGS,

BETWEEN MY NAVELAND MY LOWER INTESTINE.

IT'S CALLED THE POOCH.

- AND THAT'S WHERE I GETTHE INSPIRATION FOR MY SONGS:

PUPPIES, PEOPLE'S MOMS.

- TELL US MOREABOUT YOUR BANGS!

- YOUR DAUGHTERSARE REALLY CUTE, FRANCIS.

I WISH THEY COULDCOME WITH US ON THE ROAD.

- WHAT DO YOU MEAN?IT'S A DONE DEAL.

WE'RE A FAMILY BAND NOW.

I'M ON BASS.

VERA PLAYS THE SKINS.

SURI, SAX.

ZAHARA, KEYS.

SHILOH, YOU'RE LEAD GUITAR,BANGING IT OUT.

MOON UNIT, RHYTHM GUITAR.

THE REST OF YOU ARE BACKUP.

- WHAT ABOUT ME?

I'M IN THE FAMILY TOO.

- OH, RIGHT,WHY WOULD I WANT TO FORGET

MY EX-WIFE'S NEW HUSBAND?

I GUESS YOU CAN BETHE MANAGER.

NOW, COME ON, GANG.WE'VE GOT SOME REHEARSING TO DO.

EVERYONE GETIN THE [bleep] GARAGE!

[laughs]OUT OF SIGHT.

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