Hey, Earl, do you ever worry that you're going to forget how to walk ?
No, I can't say that I do.
'Cause when we were eating in there, I started to worry that when we got up
my legs wouldn't know what to do.
They seem to be doing all right.
Yeah, for now,
but every time I sit down, it's like starting all over again.
We can't go that way.
We can't walk across that black cat's path.
Fine, we'll go the long way.
He circled us. I think we're stuck.
Randy, I'm not gonna stand here forever just 'cause you're superstitious.
Why ? Every day of my life revolves around you believing in karma.
Plus we always buy the kind of cereal you like.
How long do we have to wait ?
Three hours.
Or until a white cat circles us backwards.
I know we must have looked pretty crazy sitting on that sidewalk,
but Randy insisted we had to wait three hours
before it was safe to cross the black cat's path.
Damn thing circled us.
That's it, it's 3:15. Let's go.
Wait.
Ten seconds.
Eight...
seven... six...
A black cat crosses your path once,
it's bad luck.
It crosses your path twice, it's really bad luck.
But three times ?
Well, that's when karma's trying to tell you something.
And it was telling me to fix #56
"Larceny of a kitty cat."
Every year, Camden had a cat show, which people who loved cats and
had a lot of time on their hands took real seriously.
And like with every competitive sporting event,
there's always a front-runner.
Randy, Randy, that's him, that's him.
Where ? I can't see anything.
These cats are making my eyes watery and my tongue all itchy.
I think I'm allergic to whatever God makes them out of.
Okay, Sebastian, come on, it's time for your last-minute floss.
Smile big like Mommy.
And you think of something you like, like tuna or a really slow mouse.
So who would want me to harm such a beautiful animal
just so they had a better chance of winning the first place cash ?
What the hell are you looking at back there ?
You want to know if her heinie works I'll just bring you a turd.
Being a big Tonya Harding fan,
Joy wanted me to Nancy Kerrigan the cat so it couldn't compete.
But I was having trouble getting it done.
I don't even know where a damn cat knee is.
My hands are burning.
Ew, it's drooling
and it's humming that weird I-like-you sound even though I hate it.
I wanted to help Joy, but
Sebastian's eyes must have been prettier than Nancy Kerrigan's cause
I just couldn't do it.
So, I sneaked him into a place
where he'd be welcome and could pee wherever he wanted to.
The sleepy cat lady's house.
With Sebastian out of the picture,
Joy thought her cat might actually have a chance.
Healthy teeth...
nice coat.
Ma'am, is your cat wearing lipstick ?
Mm-hmm. Lipsmacker same as mine.
And are these colored contact lenses ?
Yep. And it was not easy getting them in there.
He's been jumpy ever since I waxed his eyebrows.
Charlotte, we have a Code C over here.
What's going on ? Am I a winner ?
Not only did Joy's cat not win,
it got rescued and put into kitty foster care.
Hold on, I got to give those contacts back
to my neighbor Latisha before she goes on Date Night.
Since karma wanted me to get Sebastian back to the girl I stole him from,
well, I went back to the sleeping cat lady's house.
Everything was exactly how it was before,
except for the smell. It was three years worse.
Unfortunately, to a guy like me, all cats looked the same,
and I couldn't tell which one was Sebastian.
To be honest, I was kind of hoping after all these years of not having her cat,
Judy would have moved on.
But she hadn't.
How could you do that to such an innocent creature ?
It was his idea.
I asked the same thing...
in my mind.
At least this means he's not lost.
We know where to find him.
That's good, right ?
Yeah, I guess.
You know, I'm trying not to hate you right now
because hate is not what Sebastian is about.
We sure are going to get a big tickle out of this when we see each other.
I like those dents in your face.
- There they are again. - Quit.
I had a suspicion about why Randy was acting so peculiar.
But before I could even think about that,
I had to brace my nostrils for one more trip into the sleeping cat lady's house.
- Randy, we'll be right out... - I'm coming in.
Not much will get Randy into a house full of cats.
And judging by his smile, I knew he had a crush on Judy.
Sebastian Phillips Dechamps !
Even though he had let himself go, Judy could still pick out Sebastian,
which was a lot easier than picking him up.
Well, he certainly has put on an extra few pounds.
Hmm, fatty-fat-fat-fat.
But Mommy won't be too critical, 'cause critical mommies
make for bulimic teenagers
that become needy adults that drink a lot of red wine.
I'll help you.
There's only two things that Randy does that scare me.
One is the way he stops breathing when he's sleeping.
The other is when he pretends to be someone he isn't because he likes a girl.
There was the artsy chick he dated who smoked cloves and ate bone marrow.
There was the girl whose parents were Hasidic Jews.
And the only member of the Camden County Black Power movement.
The women liked Randy
until he stopped pretending to be somebody else and started just being Randy.
I like it okay, I guess.
But I think when people talk about their dreams it's kind of boring.
Unless there's aliens in it.
Did Martin Luther King's dream have aliens in it ?
Unfortunately, Martin Luther King's dream didn't have aliens in it,
and that was just the beginning.
It's not that he didn't try.
It was just a question of time before the real Randy exposed himself.
This art doesn't have a flusher.
And even though Randy usually wore the right thing,
he always said the wrong thing.
Sorry that took so long.
Got my foreskin caught in my zipper.
After each breakup, Randy would get pretty depressed.
He didn't turn to drugs or alcohol,
but he did turn to something slightly harder to live with.
* Lying in my bed I hear* * the clock tick *
* And think of you *
* Caught up in circles,* * confusion is nothing new *
* Flashback warm nights *
* Almost left behind... *
* The second hand unwinds *
* If you're lost, you can look * * and you will find me *
* Time after time *
* If you fall I will catch * * you I will be waiting *
* Time after time *
* Time... *
* Time after time. *
I was hoping this time would be different, 'cause
even though Randy liked the dents in that lady's face, he hated cats.
I love cats.
Randy start to date the cat lady and
was fighting through his allergies to make things work.
You're right. Getting out of my plac to get some fresh air is a great idea.
But just like every other time he pretended to be someone else,
I knew this was going to end badly.
I'm worried about him, Crab Man.
Have you talked to him ?
I tried, but whenever you talk about Randy's personal life,
he gets edgy and turns everything back on you.
It's like stepping on a rake.
Hey, Earl, buy me some chicken wings ?
You can't buy your own chicken wings ?
I'm facing my third strike and could spend the rest of my life in prison,
and you can't grant me six scrawny-ass wings,
some celery sticks and blue cheese ?
Fine.
Get her some wings.
And a pitcher of margaritas.
Tip him good, too.
We're saving up for the kid's braces.
Or a trampoline.
That stupid cat is making my hands burn
and my eyes water and my tongue's starting to feel like it did
when I ate all that pink cotton candy stuff in the attic.
You should take allergy medicine.
I take it all the time.
It relaxes me in social situations.
I tried that.
It helped with the itching, but it made me a little bit too thirsty.
* Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug *
* Make you want to holler hi-de-ho *
* Burns your tummy, don'tcha know *
* Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug *
* Make you want to holler hi-de-ho *
* Burns your tummy, don'tcha know *
* Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug *
* Chug-chuga-chucka-yeah. *
I don't need medicine. I'm fine.
Randy,
I need to talk to you about something...
personal.
Oh, maybe I need to talk to you about something personal, jerk head.
See ? Stepping on a rake.
Randy, you need to listen to this.
Yeah ? Maybe you need to listen, mustache-too-big-for-your-face.
Look, buddy, lash back all you want, but I got to say,
I don't know why you have to lie to Judy and be something you're not.
I mean, you're going to have to be yourself sooner or later.
Why not just do it now ?
If I'm myself, she won't like me...
left-eye-lower-than-the-right-one.
Randy, of course she won't like you.
You hate cats and she's eventually going to find out.
I've seen it happen... time after time.
Well, I'd rather have a girlfriend for two weeks than no girlfriend for no weeks.
Just leave me alone.
If you fall, I won't catch you...
I won't be waiting.
Oh, look ! The Grand Canyon !
We should go there all three of us.
We can take a car ride and sleep in a tent.
And take one of those burro rides.
I could be on one burro, and you can hold Sebastian on the other.
You're so strong, he's going to want to ride with you anyway.
I hate cats.
What ?
Huh ?
You hate what ? What did you say ?
I'm allergic to cats.
And, even if I wasn't allergic,
I don't like them 'cause they act like they're better than me,
which maybe they are.
I'm sorry.
I been acting like I'm somebody else, and that's who you like, not me.
Now...
if you'll excuse me,
I need to go buy a new Cyndi Lauper CD and have myself a little cry.
Randy, wait.
I don't want to end up like that sleepy cat lady.
You're not like her.
You're young and pretty
and alert enough to wake up if something pees on you.
No, I mean, I don't want to end up alone.
Look, Randy.
I'll get rid of Sebastian.
I win.
The good news is Randy and Judy were going to be together.
The bad news is
I had to figure out what to do with Sebastian.
Crab Man, two beers, and put one in a bowl, please.
Why do you still have that cat ?
I've been trying to find a home for him,
but nobody wants a chubby cat who wheezes after he takes a dook.
Maybe make his a light beer.
Hey, Joy, you want a cat ?
Do I look like I want a damn cat ?
I think you should put this cat on your list, Earl.
No. The girl I took him from is on there.
I don't put animals on my list.
I'm serious.
He used to be a proud champion before you stole him.
Now he just looks sad.
I can see it in his eyes.
He misses being a champ.
I saw Carl Lewis at the airport once, and he looked the same way.
Look, I'm not putting a cat on my list.
You would if you looked into his eyes.
He does have nice eyes, Earl.
Five bucks if you kiss him on the lips.
The thought of putting an animal on my list seemed crazy,
but what if he did miss being a champion 'cause of what I did ?
The more I stared,
well, the more I started to see a sad little Carl Lewis in there staring back at me.
Damn it.
While I entered the new world of trying to get a cat back into championship shape,
Randy entered the new world of being himself around a girlfriend.
Don't you want to take your shoes off and get comfortable ?
My feet smell.
That's what feet are supposed to do, silly.
Why do you think God put them so far away from your nose ?
Quit, it's cute.
* I see your true colors *
* And that's why I love you *
* So don't be afraid * * to let them show *
* Your true colors *
* Are beautiful *
* Like a rainbow *
* If this world makes you crazy *
* You've taken all you can bear *
* You call me up *
* You know I'll be there *
* And I'll see your true * * colors shining through *
* I see your true colors *
* And that's why I love you *
* So don't be afraid * * To let them show *
* Your true colors... *
It was finally show day, and Sebastian and I were feeling good.
And we'd gotten close, too.
I even laid out two ties on the bed and let him pick which one I should wear.
Now entering the ring, domestic shorthair
Sebastian Dechamps with handler Earl J. Hickey.
Sebastian was keeping his cool, but I was more than a little nervous.
Sir ?
Sir ? The cones are for the cat.
I didn't know you exchange presents on your two-week anniversary.
I've never had one.
Do you like it ?
I love it.
I've also never had any jewelry before.
Well, I did have a medical alert tag, but I pawned it.
I can't even remember what it said.
As Randy put on his new necklace,
he noticed it was not unlike some of the other necklaces in the room.
I can't wait to show you off to all my friends.
They all assumed I was going to die alone.
In fact, Randy's new necklace
wasn't the only thing that was starting to bother him.
He was starting to think maybe the way Judy treated him wasn't normal.
* Howling to the moonlight on a hot summer night *
* Singing the blues while the lady cats cry... *
Get down, get down from there !
Shoo !
Go, go, go, go, go !
* But I got cat class and I got cat style *
* Meow ! *
Hey, Hillary ! Hillary, it's me !
Wait right there !
I want you to meet Randy !
Come on, big boy !
Come on !
Enough !
What ?
I'm not a cat.
Randy !
What is going on ?
I know you're not a cat.
I mean, is it this ?
You know, what if you got lost and someone needed to find where you...
I'm a human.
When I get lost, I ask somebody for directions.
I do it, like, four times a week.
Okay. All right. Just calm down, all right ?
Who's my special boy ? Who's my special boy ?!
Come on ! Come on ! Who's my... ?
Oh, my God. Look at me.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
It's okay.
Sometimes people do things without realizing that they're doing them.
I tried so hard.
I guess I am who I am, you know ?
I guess...
I'm a cat lady.
Maybe, someday, I'll be granted three wishes,
and I can use one to wish I wasn't allergic to cats.
And then I'd still have two left for flying and world peace.
Of course, that would mean that Candy Randy ice cream would have to wait,
but that was just basically Rocky Road with red-hots.
I wish I could be a different person.
I don't.
Hey, mind if I keep that collar ?
It will remind me of you.
Here you go.
I don't have anything to give you,
but you'll remember me when you go to turn on your lamp
and it falls apart, because I broke it and didn't want to tell you.
Second place to a Persian !
Like your cat's better just 'cause it's from France !
We got to go to Hendersonville next week for the next cat show.
Don't worry, buddy.
We're going to mop the floor with that furry little slut.
It's all right, Earl. I'll take him.
But he's on my list.
I'll finish what you started.
Good-bye, Randy.
- Bye. - Hey, did you miss me ?
Huh ? Oh, you are ripped !
Feel that little bicep, you sexy, sexy boy, you.
Wait. Why is she taking the cat ?
How are you and her going to... ?
We broke up.
Should I get the boom box ?
No. I don't think I need it.
She liked me, Earl.
Even when I laughed so hard I ripped one,
she laughed so hard she ripped one.
She liked me.
Good for you, buddy.
You know, I bet there's a lot of girls out there that
would like the real Randy.
All I need is one. One that hates cats.
And birds.
And pickles, dill pickles.
Not the bread and butter kind that Aunt Paula used to make.
And Wednesdays.
She's got to hate Wednesdays, too.
Earl.
Yeah ?
That sleepwalking guy is back again.
Probably just thinks this is his room.
He lives right below us.
I know. I just thought I should tell you.
- You want me to get rid of him ? - I don't know.
I'm not as scared of him anymore now that I know he's not a ghost,
but it's hard to sleep with a stranger in here.
I'll go talk to him.
No. I don't think you should.
I heard somewhere that if you wake one of them up, it will kill them.
That's only true if you scare them.
If you ease him awake, he should be fine.
Okay, I'll try.
Paul ? Paul ?
Paul ? Paul ? Paul ?
Paul ? Paul ?
Paul ?
I think I'll just let him be.
He'll leave when he's ready.
Transcript: Raceman Synchro: Dingo
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