Humiliation Is a Visual Medium
Charlie: Yeah?
Mia: We said we were gonna take things slow.
Charlie: We did say that. I guess we can’t be trusted.
Mia: Charlie, talk to me.
Charlie: All right. You know what I’m gonna do to you, you dirty, filthy girl?
Mia: No, not like that.
Charlie: Wrong way? Am I a dirty, filthy boy?
Mia: No, I wanna talk about us.
Charlie: We’re a dirty, filthy couple.
& Charlie: Alan, guess what I did last night.
Alan: Jake!
Jake: I’m leaving.
Charlie: No, Jake can hear this. Last night...
Alan: Wait, wait. Hang on, Charlie. You’re about to tell us something that made you happy?
Charlie: Yes.
Alan: Jake!
Jake: I’m leaving.
& Charlie: Jake, stay. I want to share this with my entire family.
Jake: Okay, I’m leaving.
Charlie: Berta, I consider you part of my family.
Berta: Am I in your will?
Charlie: No, but neither are the rest of them.
& Charlie: What happened last night is I may have started a meaningful relationship.
Berta: Charlie, seriously, go sleep it off. You’re embarrassing yourself.
& Charlie: We’re waiting to sleep together until our relationship has a solid foundation.
Evelyn: Well, we can rule out ecstasy. I mean, that’s a powerful aphrodisiac.
Jake: Nowadays you’re supposed to say “African American-Disiac.”
& Charlie: This girl is different. And I’m gonna make it work.
Berta: I give him another week before he’s out on the beach, humping wet sand.
& Charlie: I suggested that as long as we weren’t having sex... it’d be good for our relationship if I had sex with somebody else.
Alan: And she didn’t buy that?
Charlie: Wouldn’t even discuss it.
Alan: Women, huh?
Charlie: They say they wanna talk, but they don’t wanna talk.
& Alan: Maybe you can cheer him up.
Jake: How?
Alan: I don’t know. Tell him a joke.
Jake: Okay. ... Hey, Uncle Charlie, what’s green, has four legs... and would kill you if it fell out of a tree and landed on you?
Charlie: ... What?
Jake: A pool table.
Charlie: ..............
Jake: It’s funny because you wouldn’t expect it to be in a tree.
Charlie: ..............
Jake: Nothing.
& Alan: Still haven’t heard from Mia?
Charlie: She won’t return my calls.
Alan: You do realize that suggesting to have sex with other women... was a monumentally stupid thing to do.
Charlie: Yes, Alan, I realize it. The question now, is how do I apologize?
Alan: You mean grovel*.
Charlie: No, I mean apologize with my dignity and pride intact.
Alan: Oh, you sad, naive fool. If marriage taught me anything... it’s that there is no apologizing without groveling.
& Mia: Call me later.
Charlie: Well, back to the mango tree.
& Jake: Is he in a better mood today?
Alan: Yeah.
Uncle Charlie, I got another joke for you.
Charlie: Okay.
Jake: There’s two muffins... sitting side by side in a muffin tin in the oven. One muffin says, “Boy, it’s hot in here.” And the other one says, “Holy crap, a talking muffin!”
Charlie: ..............
Jake: I just don’t think he knows what’s funny.
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