Costa Rica is so amazing, Hayles.
And building houses for the poor is super amazing.
[ Whispering ] I am so bummed I couldn't join you,
but I'm just about to break in to this factory farm
to free the oppressed cows.
My intel says the cows' rights
are totally gonna be violated tomorrow,
so time is of the essence.
You're thereal hero, Hayley.
♪ Happy, happy birthday
♪ Your birthday is today
♪ Happy, happy birthday
♪ Enjoy your birthday cake
Whoa, Babe!
This nice family brought you a cake.
What the hell?! You aren't saving animals!
You're at a cool-casual dining spot!
You don't care about anyone but yourself. Oh, come on.
I take my birthdayoff from helping people
and suddenly I "don't care about anyone?"
Wait, your birthday's not for three months.
[ Waiters gasp ]
♪ You lied about your birthday
♪ Give us back our cake
♪ You lied about your birthday
♪ Please go drown in a lake
[ Blows ] [ Clapping ]
Babe, why don't we just tell them it was my birthday?
It actually is my birthday.
[ Whining ] 'Cause I wanted themto sing to me!
♪ Good morning, U.S.A.
♪ I got a feelin' that it's gonna be a wonderful day ♪
♪ The sun in the sky has a smile on his face ♪
♪ And he's shinin' a salute to the American race ♪
♪ Oh, boy, it's swell to say
♪ Good -- ♪ Good morning, U.S.A.
Aah!
♪ Good morning, U.S.A.
Danuta saysI don't help people?!
I help peopleall the time, right?!
Sure, Babe. You helped me get married.
[ Door opens ]Oh, man.
My fins are killingme.
It took me five hours to scoot to Tuttle's house,
and it turns out he's anti-94!
Is Prop 94 that sex move where the lady
talks into the guy's dong like a microphone?
No, that's "the Vin Scully."
Langley has a law that prohibits vaping
within 500 feet of parks and schools.
But if Prop 94 passes,
it will reduce that to just five feet.
And that's...good?
Of course it is!
Teachers need to vape the most!
Plus, I enjoy vaping by the park,
watching the children play.
Good on you, Klaus.
Be the change you wantto see in the world.
Hey, would you guys mind helping me out and vote for Prop 94?
You know, since voting's one of those things I can't do
'cause I'm not a citizen?
How are you not a citizen?
You've been here for six Presidents
and four"Tonight Show" hosts.
Well, the CIA kind of put me in a fish body and forgot.
No biggie. Just means I can't vote
or go to airports or buy guns at gun shops.
I can still buy them online, though, and at gun shows
and from shady dudes on Langley Boulevard.
Trust me, I have a lotof guns.
Hmm... Are you getting an idea, Babe,
or do you have to fart?
The faces look the same.
Idea. Well, both, really,
but the idea's the onlyone you'll hear.
I am gonna help Klausbecome a citizen.
That'll show Danuta.Okay, cool.
Let's do the citizenship thing.
Wait. You've been talking to Danuta?
She told me she was dead!
Who's excited for our trip to the supermarket, gang?!
-I am! -Me, too! -Wowee!
I'm gonna buy freshly-slicedcold cuts from the deli counter.
I'm gonna buy something chilly
from the frozen foodaisle.
-Brrr! -Huh.
"Farmers Market."
I wonder what that'sall about?
Pass. That's where the farmersshop.
Actually, Dad, farmers markets
are where farmers sell fresh produce directly to the public.
[ Tires screech ][ Shouting ]
Cutting out the middleman?
The one thing I hate more than farmers
is...middlemen.
It's settled.We're trying the farmers market.
[ Tires squeal ][ Grunts ]
Don't worry about him. Crossing guards
are the middlemen of the streets.
I am so pumped to be a citizen.
I've already picked outmy new American name --
Ace McNasty.
That's not how this works, Klaus.
Just follow my lead.
One citizenship please.
Helping accomplished.
Mr. Heissler,you speak basic English.
Good.You have the body of a fish,
but the consciousnessof a man, so that's fine.
But you've been hereillegally for 20 years?!
That's a huge red flag.
Red flag?
Take that commie shit back to China.
I'mall about the stars and stripes, baby.
I know all the words to Kid Rock's version
of "Sweet Home Alabama." I've wantedto see
Criss Angel's Vegas magic act over 50 times.
I've watched all the "American Pie" movies.
Did you know Stifler has a brother?
TwoStiffmeisters?!
I wouldn't want to be those parents.
You're in this countryillegally.
I'm sorry, sir.Your days are numbered.
And you'rea true American hero.
Thank you for snitchingon this illegal alien.
I wasn't snitching.
I was helping my friend!
I'm a helpful person!
♪ Happy, happy snitch day
♪ You sold out your friend
♪ Happy, happy snitch day
♪ His time here's near its end ♪
All y'all,get out of here!
Get!
I don't know wherethey come from.
"Papaya."
That's not a word I say every day.
"Kumquat?" really?
Got a real wiseacre running the fruits here.
Wow. "Kiwis."
Finally someone invented a fruit
that feels like ballsshaved exactly a week ago.
[ Gasps ] What is that?!
[ Slurping ]
Can you guys imagine putting a straw
in one of those things and drinking right out of it?
I'm hearing steel drum music just thinking about it.
An instant vacation.
Excuse me, sir?
We'd like to purchase one of your coco-nuts.
Great! You know, for $1 more,
I could open it up for --
Not so fast with the ripoffs, pal.
We can open it ourselves. -Yeah.
Remember when we lost 20 bucks
having that guy open our bananas?
Thanks to Hayley's "help,"
I have to go undercover to hide from immigration.
Should I be a silly rabbi or a serious bumblebee?
The costumes cost the same on Amazon.[ Door closes ]
Sorry about that little setback, Klaus.
But when Hayley Smith says she's gonna help,
she's gonna help.
No! No more helping.
Can't stop helping. Won't stop helping.
I've got a new plan that'll guarantee you citizenship.
You and I are getting married!
But, Babe... aren't wemarried?
Not anymore!
I went down to the courthouse and got us divorced.
Don't you needmy signature for that?
No. I'm your legal guardian.
Oh, yeah.
And Klaus,
I'm your legal wife! I already sent a copy
of our marriage certificate to immigration.What?!
The government will never believe we're married!
Look at me! I'm a player for life!
Treat her well, man.
She's a special lady.
[ Sobbing loudly ]
[ Lighter switches ][ Bong gurgles ]
[ Crying, coughing ]
Babe...do you rememberwhy I'm crying?
I can't believe you told immigration we're married.
That's fraud!
And not even cool fraud,
like buying a Mercedes hood ornament on Etsy
and gluing it to my Saturn.
They're not gonna deport you,Klaus.
We just need to be convincingin this interview.
Interview?! When?![ Doorbell rings ]
Quick, they expect married people
to know everything about each other.
My favorite food is white rice with lots of butter.
Hello, I'm here from theUnited States Immigration Office
to discuss your marriage.We would love
to talk about that at length
andprovide supporting documents.
[ Irish accent ] Isn't that right, me love?
Her accents have alwaysdelighted me and we're married.
That's for sure.[ Russian accent ] Come for to kiss.
[ Both smooch ]
Okay, let's startwith some easy ones.How old is Hayley?
-19. -47.
What is Klaus'favorite kind of music?
-Dixieland jazz? -East Coast hip-hop.
What's Klaus' favorite food?
Ooh! White rice with lots of butter.
Hot dogs.What the hell, Klaus?!
[ Whispering ] I panicked.
Look, I can tell you're nervous,
so I'm gonna cut to the chase.
You're human and you're a fish.
It's weird.We'll continue the process,
but to be honest,I'd prepare for the worst.
Well, I thought this might happen.
Don't worry about me. I'll leave the country.
In fact, I've already rented outmy alcove
to a silly rabbi --
Schlomo McHanukkahface.
Dear Lord, thank youfor providing us
with this island bounty.
Mahalo.
Hmm. Must be a bad knife.
Another bad knife.
Anotherbad knife.
Anotherbad knife! -Step aside
and let old Frannie work her magic.
I don't get it. That always works with pickle jars.
Out of my way. I got this.
Oh! Ow!
Perhaps we should consult the classic Harry Nilsson song,
"Lime in the Coconut," for tips.[ Cellphone clicking ]
"She put the lime in the coconut, drank 'em both up.
Bellyache. Call the doctor."
Hesays, "Put the lime in the coconut."
Bullshit! Doesn't say anything about how to open it!
Andthe doctors cure is the exact same thing
that upset the guy's stomach in the first place.
What a wackadoo.Language!
Guys, don't let thiscoconut drive usnuts.
That's what it wants.
Wh-- Wh-Wh-What are we gonna do?
Howare we gonna open this coconut?!
[ Tense music plays ]
Well, Klaus, you're being deported
and you cannot take everything.
Goodbye, lanyard from the 1997 AVN Awards.
Goodbye, VHS rewinder in the shape of a Corvette.
[ Sighs ] That's everything.
And my suitcase is empty.
Goodbye, suitcase.
Hayley: Keep your suitcase, Klaus.
You again? I have had en--
No one's getting deported.
Hayley? Is that you?
Does this answer your question?
[ Groans ]
Yes... Yes, it does.
I'll let you two lovebirds talk.
[ Screaming, sobbing ]
What the hell is happening?!
I went to the CIA and had Dr. Weitzman
put me into a fish body. You know, to make our marriage
more believable to the immigration lady.
Why didn't you just make me a human?! Wow.
That would've been a great idea.
If you'd mentioned it to me yesterday!
But you didn't! So now we got to do the married fish thing.
And married fish live in the same bowl.
Wait, where'smy deep-sea diver guy?
Oh, I got rid of that old thing to make space for a trash can
so I have somewhere to put the rest of your dumb shit.
Perhaps we should havea conversation
before we throw away thingsthat gave me decades
of companionshipand sexual triumphs!
Okay, sorry. Hey, by the way, fish question?
I was napping in the treasure chest yesterday
and all of these little pellets fell out of me.
Is that normal? What?!
[ Cheering ]
Why didn't you tell meyou laid eggs?!Why didn't youtell me
you jerk it in the treasure chest?!It's called milting.
It's totallynaturaland I will notbe shamed![ Door opens ]
[ Voice breaking ]Beautiful children, Babe.
They all have your eyes.
[ Muffled screaming ]
[ Engine revving ]
[ Yelling ] Ah!
I think it just grazed me...
[ Sighs, thuds ]
Damn you, coconuuut!
[ Francine and Stan crying ]
Is it even worth it anymore?
The carnage. The shattered lives.[ Crying ]
We all remember how happy that woman looked
when she was drinking from that coconut, don't we?
We want to be like her, don't we?!
Of course.What kind of a question is that?!
Then we're gonna have to think outside the box.
We're gonna smoke it out.
This might take some time,so we need to be patient.
Be right back.
[ Gunfire ]
[ Sizzling ]
[ Bells chime ]
Stupid coconut.[ Strains ]
[ Gunshots ][ Grunting ]
Ugh, can we go home now?
Doing errands in public makesour fish marriage seem real.
And so does buying a new aquarium.
Did I hear somebody say"Buying a new aquarium?"
That's a real question.
I'm listening to a sound effectCD of a woman vacuuming.
Why, yes. We did say "aquarium."
Now that my husbandand I are legally married,
we need to buy one.
Sir, if you truly loveyour wife,
you won't settle for anythingless than the Atlantis.
This one was LeBron's, so it'sfilled with Sprite right now.
I'm not made of money.
Besides, I'm a 7UP man.
Klaus, this is how helping works.
Well, then I don't wantyour help.
My life was fine before. You're making it worse!
I am doing this for you, idiot!
You are suffocating me! I can't stand you!
[ Monotone ] I think I've heardeverything I need to hear.[ Hayley and Klaus gasp ]
It's obvious you two hate each other,
which means your marriageis definitelyreal!
Congratulations, sir.
You're gonna bea United States citizen.
It's happening.
I'm gonna be Ace McNasty.
Sign there and there.
Welcome to America.
You have 20 days to become obese.
Honey? Hurry up with the champagne!
I probably shouldn't say this, but to be honest,
I was kind of hopingthis wasa sham marriage.
[ Quietly ] I have been thinkingabout you a lot.
Wait? You're... attracted to me?
Sexually?!
Let's bone, baby!
But... [chuckles] your wife?
What wife? My marriage isa sham.
Not real in the slightest.
It's go time. Um.
Actually, I need about 10 minutes for my pill to kick in.
[ Guns cocking ]You fell
for the oldest trick in the book --
a lie.
You're outta here.
And you're going with him.
Wait,you can't deport me!
I am a U.S. citizen!
Deported-fish-says-what.
Huh?You're still going.
What? Gotcha!
Freeze!
Wait, if I'vegot the banana,
that means...
Oh, no...
[ Monkey screeching ][ Gunshots ]
[ Mexican music plays ]
Buenos días, Juan Pablo.
Hola, Señor McNasty.
I made some special guacamole
for my favorite deportee.
Mmm.I'll never figure out
how you get a chest hair in each bite.
My darling Rosita.
You are not the mostbeautiful prostitute in Mexico,
but you arethe most affordable.
And I lovethat you cut my hair.
I love itwhen you talk dirty.
[ Smooches ]
Honey, I'm home with frrresh guaaac!
Shove your guac up your ass, Klaus.
Why are we even here anyway?Shouldn't they have deported you
to Germany? You know ICE.
They hear an accent -- they assume you're from Mexico.
Well, I'm sick of guac.I'm sick of being a fish.
And I'm verynervousabout what Dr. Weitzman
is doing to my humanbody back at the CIA.
Just gonna take out a little loan
and put a hotel on Park Place.
[ Voice breaking ] I can't takeit here anymore, Klaus.
You can't see my tears becauseI'm underwater, but I'm sobbing.
I need to get outof Mexicoand back inmy body.
[ Sighs ] Listen, I know a guy in town
who can smuggle us back into the U.S.
He's super chill.
[ Screaming metal plays ]
[ Bottle shatters ]Excuse me, señor?
[ Tires screech ]
Gimme all your money, or I'll shoot you
in the [bleep] heads.
I-I don't have any.
Maybe we can work outsome sort of deal?
[ Whispering ]Hayley, seduce him.
Show him that crazy holeyour eggs come out of.
[ Glass shatters ][ Tires squeal ]
We're two fish in the middle of the desert.
We're dead. Adiós, Meh-hico.
Rosita, you taught me so muchabout the art of lovemaking.
And you talked me out of that perm.
And guacamole,
I don't know where to start.Wait, wait, wait,
Klaus, did you actually like it in Mexico?
Well, if I had to pick,
it'd be in the top...
one place I've ever been.
But you need your real bodyand your real husband.
Oh, my God.
You didn't want to leave, but you did it for me.
I was helping you to prove Danuto wrong,
but you were helping me because I needed it.
Thank you, Klaus.Oh, we're gonna get out of this yet.
You'll see. Ah!
[ Scorpion hissing ][ Screaming ] Help!
Help me! Oh, no.
Hayley Smith has learned her lesson.
[ Screaming continues ]My helping days are over.
[ Engine approaches ]Wait, what's that?
It's a truck![ Brakes squeal ]
[ Garbled ] We are saved.
There it is -- America.
Home of the Bronx Zooand many other wonderful things.
Including, of course, the amazing
aforementioned Bronx Zoo.
[ Brakes squeal ]
Sir, please step out of the vehicle.
Quick, hide in the fruit.But we need water, don't we?
Trust me. I have an idea.
Well, if loving soda was a crime,
this gentleman would be in deep bubbles.
[ Chuckles ] Hey...
I should save my best ha-ha's for when I'm feeling blue.
Yeah. I'll put 'em in a notebook
called, "Lem's Gems."
I'm Lem, by the way.
We've exhausted all conventionalcoconut opening options.
It's time to embrace the Dark Arts.[ Motorcycle revs ]
Criss Angel: ♪ I am the Mindfreak...Mindfreak...♪
♪ Mindfreak...
TheCriss Angel.
The freakiest magicianon the planet.
[ Engine whirring ]
♪ Are you ready...are you ready...are you ready? ♪
[ Shouting ] Who's ready to get their minds bloooooown?!
Me, me. I am.
[ Oohing ]
Sir, please inspect the box.
It's solid. No trapdoors.
Nothing underneath. Correct?
It's a regular box, Criss with two S's.
Now let's see what happens when we put a regular coconut
in this regular box.
♪♪
And slice through it with a regular blade!
[ "Mindfreak" theme music continues ][ Monitor beeping ]
[ Gasping ]
[ Monitor beeping quickly ]
[ Cheering ]
Francine: Coco-nut!
That's right everybody.
The entire Hayley and Klaus story
took place beforethe coconut story.
And Hayley and Klaus were insidethe coconut
the whole time!
[ Shouting ] Mindfreeeaaak!
-Wowza. -Holy moly!
Good thing the steamroller didn't work.
Oh, yeah!
Mindfreak, baby!
[ Cheering ]
[ Engine revving ]
[ Theme music continues ]Criss Angel: Mindfreeeaaak!
Off he goes to Planet Hollywood in Las Vegas, where he lives.
And under the terms of his contract,
will die.
But I am happy to be home,
even if I am not a citizen.
You want to be a citizen? Why didn't you ask me?
CIA agents can grant anyone citizenship.
Ace McNasty,
I hereby dub you an American.
[ Cheering ]
Excuse me, has, uh, anybody seen my eyeliner?
I think it fell out of my pocketwhile I was Mindfreaking.
Bye-bye. See you soon.