It's an epidemic.
Every family has a Will.
My brother Paul started as a Will.
Paul owes a lot of people money.
Paul once got so drunk on alcohol,
he broke into a bowling alley at night
and fried his own food at the snack bar.
I don't think Will is Paul yet, so...
I'm letting him off with a warning.
Thank you for your lenience and your candor.
The pot thing, we take very seriously.
Why can't Will be an asshole?
Why can't Will be an asshole?
I'm sorry. I like that he's
an asshole. I don't know why.
Sometimes it's okay to be an asshole.
Sometimes the world needs assholes.
Paul sounds awesome. I'd like to hang out with Paul.
Paul's living his best life.
I don't understand.
We love our children.
We love them when they're good,
but we love them more when they challenge us.
When children misbehave,
they're reminding us
of how much we must love them
if we're still willing to tuck them in at night.
When Will acts out,
it reminds her of his deceased brother.
I think we should suspend him.
I'm sorry, I have to go.
Now let's go get some hotcakes.
All of us?
Did you want me to join,
or are you guys... Just want family time?
I think just the family,
if that's okay.
I found the number three chicken.
Good work, Barnaby.
Let's get out of here.
Jeff's left. I don't think he's coming back.
Put on the Pickles.
No, I'm sorry.
I promised him I would be myself
and only myself.
I've sunk my reputation
and a considerable chunk of my 401
into this endeavor.
The people need the Pickles.
The puppets need to find Mr. Pickles,
or the ice narrative has no ending.
Listen to reason.
You're beautiful just the way you are.
Sorry. That's our new parakeet,
Sarakeet. She talks too much,
kind of like me.
I don't think I've ever seen you talk.
Uh, well, I only try to talk during meals
because it-it keeps me from eating.
It's a diet I made up.
Shut up, skinny bitch.
I tell you what, Tara's sister.
I go by Sarah now.
I don't care what it rhymes with.
How would you like your turn in the limelight...
It's that time, pickle pals.
宇航员水獭 闷闷 哎哟人
Astronotter, Ennui Le Triste, The Oops,
and all their friends invite you to take
the hand of the loved one sitting next to you
and brace yourselves for a trip down
Pickle Barrel Falls.
Disaster! Monsieur Pickles has gone missing!
Without him, we cannot survive.
Maybe, with the help of Tara Lipinski,
we can locate him.
Did you and Grandma ever fight?
Oh, all the time.
She cheated on me. Then I cheated on her.
Then we got a divorce.
She took the cat. Hmm.
She got in a car to go visit her sister for a few weeks.
Nine days later, the cat came back,
but we never saw Grandma again.
Anyway, don't worry.
My wife had severe mental issues,
not like your mother.
-不 不 不 -好 好
- No, no, no! - Yes! Yes!
不 停下 停下
No, no! Stop, stop, stop, stop!
-爽 爽 -停下 停下
- Yes! Yes! Yes! - Stop, stop!
Yes, damn it! Yes!
Are you okay?
I'm sorry. I thought we were both enjoying it.
Did I break it?
Here you are.
Mr. Pickles, please, enjoy.
- Thank you so much. - Thanks.
Have we eaten here before?
I don't think so.
Am I in trouble?
We're not angry.
We just like pancakes more
than we could ever be angry at you.
When will your divorce be official?
Sometime down the road.
Is it a long road?
I don't know.
Do you want to see a magic trick?
- Yes. - Oh, you bet.
First, I need to pee.
Oh, yeah, keep us
on the edge of our seat much?
If we eat real quick,
we can catch the end of Pickles on Ice.
It's a super show,
now that I made some changes and stuff.
I'm thinking of asking Peter to move in.
They say time and space are both immutable,