That's not barney fred, wow, You really are with Mick jacket.

I hope you're not.

The two girls are sent for.

No, actually the cuter one used to be my boyfriend.

What?

Betty, I understand if you want to be with this famous rock star instead of me, but I just had to come back here and tell you, I love you.

I don't think I ever told you that before, but now I did.

So, goodbye, barney.

Wait, do you really mean it?

Of course I do.

I've never felt this way about anyone before, then.

What about that show girl?

You were within the restaurant, Roxy, That's Chip Rockefeller's girlfriend.

He sent her to take me to the buffet.

So I couldn't stop fred from gambling.

Chip.

Rockefeller has a girlfriend.

Well, somebody's gotta tell Wilma, don't worry belly.

I'll handle Rockefeller.

Alright.

Alright.

Would somebody mind telling me what the bloody hell is going on here?

This is not tricky state and it is preposterous to expect publicly.

My present.

I'm sorry, Nick.

I had a really great time with you and all, but I love barney.

Mhm.

Yeah, well, I don't care.

I'm in love with Betty too.

She is the first decent honorable woman I've ever met and I am like unbelievably turned on by her naivety.

What's your mouth, mister?

Or I'll give you a fat lip, although it kind of looks like somebody already has.

Right?

Let's see.

Let's see, nobody pinches my bird not after I've gone to all the trouble of pinching her from him in the first place.

Yeah, it's what?

Take this for now.

Finally get him.

Kill me.

Just kill him.

She's mine.

Oh yeah.

Uh huh.

Either more ridiculously thin dead body.