computer.
I'm not going to stand here
and listen to this baloney.
He won't you know.
He doesn't stand for baloney.
Do you mind waiting here?
I won't be a moment.
- Have you ever...?
- Never.
Excuse me. Wyatt,
your grandparents are downstairs.
OK, thanks.
- Lisa.
- Yes?
- Where are my grandparents?
- Wyatt, your kitchen is blue.
- You want to try one?
- Where are my grandparents?
They're all taken care of, OK.
You're gonna love this one.
- Are they all right?
- They're fine.
In fact, they're better than fine.
They're not ageing any more.
See? They're smiling.
Lisa, if any more of his relatives arrive
we'll be in the bathroom, OK?
That's pretty sick.
Those guys really need
some self-confidence. A challenge.
Something that will bring out
their inner strength and courage.
I'm so bloody clever.
Now.
This Bud's for you.
- This party's lame.
- What about the girls?
Girls, scmirls...
Lisa, what's going on?
Gary. Gary, listen to me.
There are motorcycles in my house.
There are killer mutants in your house!
Screw the house.
Argh!
You have uninvited guests.
You better ask them to leave.
They're pretty rowdy.
This is a chance for you
to prove your bravery and courage.
Those are outdated concepts,
all right. Excuse us.
Don't let John Wayne hear you say that.
The man is dead, Lisa. OK.
So are you if you don't deaI
with this situation.
No thanks.
Gary, do you feeI like a chicken?
Wyatt, if I could shoot
an egg out my ass, I would.
What about all these people?
Won't they think we're cowards?
I don't know. But we can deaI
with shame. Death is a deeper issue.
We're going to get you guys
some drinks.
You look like a scotch man.
We're going to get some stuff...
Is this your party?
Well, yeah. Kind of.
I don't know if you would call it
a party. It's just a few friends.
How come
two unpopular dicks like you...
...is having a party?
I don't know. Unliked dicks sometimes
do the weirdest things.
How would you like
all your friends here to know
that you wear a bra on your head?
Tossed off to any good books lately?
You two can't even take a shower
with a beautifuI woman
without wearing your jeans.
You. Come here.
Now!
- Prepare to die, Wyatt.
- Gary, I can't wait to die.
- We are going to kick...
- ... ass.
OK. This is war.
Hand off the girls.
Let's leave the girls out of this.
I said, hands off. Now.
Why don't you shut up, bitch!
As for your ugly ass,
let me tell you something.
You don't come into my friend's house
with your faggot friends
driving all over his floors
breaking windows, stinking up
the place. And you do stink.
Here's what's going to happen.
You're going to let go of the girls
and apologize to all these people.
And you're gonna get on your bikes
and pedaI your asses out of here.
We're gentlemen,
so we'll give you a choice.
Yeah, you can leave in peace...
Or you can stay and die.
The choice is yours.
Argh!
Get outta here.
Beg your pardon.
You have a lovely home.
Terribly sorry. Call me. We'll have lunch.
Can we keep this between us?
I'd hate to lose my teaching job.
God bless you.
Is everyone all right?
Everyone's OK.
This is exciting. We're heroes.
These guys came in
and we showed them down.
You and me, we saved
all these people. We're heroes.
This could mean a guest shot
on PhiI Donahue.
Gary. Where the hell
did you get that thing?
It's a squirt gun.
That's my boys!
Quite a weird night.
You really weren't afraid of those guys?
I was scared. But what could I do?
It's probably a good idea not to ask
too many questions about tonight.
Probably.
This is a night of weird shit.
I was wondering if I could ask you
something kind of strange.
Would you kiss me?
What about Ian?
We all make mistakes.
- OK.
- OK.
Where do you want it?
- Can I ask you a question?
- Yeah.
How do you feeI about Lisa?
I love her.
That's what I figured.
But...
It's definitely a different kind of love.
It's more sisterly.