Fireball Freinds

The Chimmy's Glitch

S1 E5 · 3 min 16 sec

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[tense music] Jason, that woman's not looking at you, bud. Every woman looks at me after two Fireballs, Mikey. Neither of you are real. The Matrix glitched outside the bar. [laughing] Darlin', you ever dated a crane operator? Jason, she's a parking meter, bud. Both of you, stop. That car has circled three times. [car approaching] [gentle piano music] You lost, buddy? Fireballs are on me. Sit down. They're watching the bar, not you. Kyle, that's an Uber dropping off Linda from accounting. [door opening] Brain. Linda. [watch beeping] [gasping] [dramatic music] [glass shattering] No, no, no. That is a comms device. She's surveilling us. [watch beeping] That is still suspicious. [sniffs] Pink is a classic misdirection color. [phone vibrating] [message whooshing] He's reading it. Look at his face. Send another one. Send another one. [Mikey and Kyle laughing] Boys. [gasps] There's actually a car parked across the street. [tense music] You see that? That is a surveillance vehicle. [footsteps plodding] I know that car. Wait, you know them? [door thudding] [footsteps plodding] [Jason gasps] That car belongs to someone you don't want to meet. [tense music] [door slamming] Let me tell you something. Anybody want a Fireball? [door opening and closing] [footsteps plodding] [body thudding] Get back inside, now, both of you. I knew this was the Matrix. Let me tell you something. I only got eight left. [door opening] [rock music] [grunts] Let me tell you something. You're the new Neo. I knew it. I always knew it. Then start acting like it. [weapons clanging] [enemies grunting] [body slamming] [rock music] Let's go, boys. [enemy grunting] [Jason groans] I am way too sober for this. [enemy groaning] This is exactly what Morpheus warned us about. [panting] [tires screeching] [Jason gasps] [rock music] [enemies groaning] What the hell? These are the guys we hired to fix the pipes. Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Run. [screams] [rock music] [sirens wailing] Let me tell you something. No more shots for those boys. [sirens wailing] [bottle cap popping] [drink glugging]