- What do you think of these? MAC (laughs): My God, Frank.
- You look ridiculous in those. - Why are you wearing skinny jeans?
Because they're hip. And I want to stay young.
Well, stay old, bro. Because that looks terrible.
- Dress your age. - I like 'em.
I think they make me look sexy. (laughs)
I am getting a tremendous amount of enjoyment watching you
parade in that. So I say keep them. - Yeah?
It's like a Humpty Dumpty vibe going on with those.
Yo-oh! Big news, bitches! The ban's been lifted.
And we are back in. Flipadelphia, here we come!
ALL: Oh!
#Flip, flip, Flipadelphia! Flip, flip, Flipadelphia!
#Flip! Flip!
#Flip Adelphia! #
- What the hell is Flipadelphia? - What is Flipadelphia?
Dude, it's a city-wide flip cup tournament. It's the best.
Yeah. We were the bar to beat 10 years ago until we got muscled out.
Yeah. They very unfairly accused us of poisoning our rival team.
- You got framed? - No, we did poison them.
- But they didn't have any proof. - So you have a rival?
Oh, yeah, big-time. This dive bar down the street called Molly's.
Yeah, yeah. This year we're gonna jam it right up their butt holes.
Yeah, me, Dennis and Charlie will jam their butt holes.
You're not gonna come anywhere near their butt holes.
- Let us handle the butt holes. - What are you talking about?
You guys, I... I'm your number four. I'm your "Adelphia."
- And you can't... - Yeah, I know.
But, Dee, I mean, what, do you, like, not remember the past?
You choked under pressure in '98. You blew the whole thing.
We were gonna win. And then you couldn't flip your damn cup over.
I know, Charlie! That's why I've been practicing ever since.
I mean, you gotta give me a chance to redeem myself.
Okay, fine. You will have a chance to redeem yourself.
What do you say we throw a little gas on the rivalry fire?
(music)
FRANK: I thought you said this place was a shithole.
Yeah, it was. But looks like they've made a few renovations.
All right, well, let's not get ahead of ourselves.
- Could be a scheme. - Okay, you guys ready?
Guess who, bitches!
(all shouting) Are you guys hungry, huh?
Enjoying your meals? Oh, yeah! Whoo!
- Everybody have some lemon on it. - Yeah.
Honk, honk, honk.
Eat it! Eat it! Eat it! Eat it!
Will they highest ranking member of the staff please step forward?
- I'm, uh, Art Sloan. I'm the owner. - Huh?
(laughing) Uh, you're Art Sloan?
Now see, you look very different from what I remember.
- Do I know you people? - Allow me to refresh your memory.
Whoa, whoa. What... What the hell is that?
- Flip cup. Ten years ago? - We poisoned you, dude. Remember?
Oh, wait a minute, yeah. We got really sick.
- You acted sick. - But check it out.
Who's to say we didn't put that very same poison in the drinking water?
(all groaning) Hey, everybody, relax.
He's lying. He doesn't have any poison.
No, I don't have any on me. But I do keep some in my fridge
at home in the relish jar.
There's poison in that jar? I thought I was allergic to pickles.
What's in the jar with the skull and crossbones?
Oh, that's mayonnaise. That's a decoy.
- And the mayo? - That's shampoo.
You're telling me I've been putting shampoo on my sandwiches?
If you're using the mayonnaise, yeah, probably.
I... I'm sorry. Is there something that I can do for you people?
Yeah! We came to tell you we're reigniting the rivalry, dick worm.
- It's back on, bitch! - I am not your rival, okay?
I never was. And I am certainly not participating in Flipadelphia.
#Flip, flip Flipadelphia!
Oh! Looks like someone's scared, guys.
- Now you're just being childish. DEE: Oh, yeah?
How's this for childish, bro? (urinating)
All right, that's it! I'm calling the cops.
- He pissed on your bar! - Yeah, call the cops!
See you Saturday. Don't be late.
Three, two, one, go!
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
No, no. (all shouting)
- No, you're doing it too high! - Get it! Get it!
- What are you doing? - What are you doing?
I don't know, you guys. I was...
- That was terrible! - I'm sorry, okay?
- I thought you had been practicing. - I have been practicing!
- I don't know what happened! - It's her bison-sized fingers!
- I don't have bison fingers! - Oh, yes, you do.
Your mother had to have a C-section because of those hands.
Okay, you guys are just all screaming in my face!
People are going to scream at the tournament!
- That's it. She's off the team. - Shut up, Frank!
- You're not even on the team! - That's true. What is my role?
- Why did you bring that up? - Yeah. All right.
Well, you're not gonna be on the flip cup team.
Maybe you could be team instigator.
- Yeah! There we go. - I'll be the instigator.
Okay. I'll instigate.
In the meantime, we need to find a replacement for Dee.
- We need a replacement. - That's not fair, you guys.
- Don't replace me! - You're being replaced.
Okay. I'll tell you what, Dee. If you can prove to us
you can flip 10 cups in a row under pressure, you're back on the team.
Yes! Okay, I gotta practice. That's all I need.
I gotta warm up. You see, I went into this cold.
I came in here cold. That's what my problem was.
One mistake and you're off the team.
That ought to keep her busy for at least a week or so.
Okay, in the meantime, let's find a replacement.
- Yes. And I know just the place. - Where?
Same place I learned to hone my God-given flip cup skills.
The Delta Omega Lambda Fraternity House at Penn.
Wait. That was, like, 15 years ago. I don't think you'd have any clout.
It doesn't matter, man. I was the king of that place. I'm a legend.
Oh. This brings me back.
Got the alumni's up here. Nice.
(chuckles) Oh, man.
This is the class. Oh, man. There's Ritter.
Oh, that's... "I chug dick"? No.
What? I never... I don't chug dick. That's crazy. What...
Why would you even put... That's not funny.
Come on, that's homophobic. I mean, come on. What the hell?
STUDENT 1: Bitch! STUDENT 2: Pick it back up!
STUDENT 3: No, shake the ass! Shake the ass!
(all shouting) Yeah, there you go!
Frank? What the hell are you doing, man?
I'm recruiting these guys for the flip cup thing. I almost got this.
- All right! - That's real funny shit, Frank!
Step out for a second and let me handle this.
I'm Brother Reynolds, class of '98.
Dude, we were cruising in sixth grade in '98, man.
Oh, sixth grade? Cool, man. Well, I guess I kind of blazed the trail
for these sorts of shenanigans you guys got going on in here.
- What's going on with this kid? - Oh, he's a pledge.
And we're zapping his nuts with a stun gun every couple of hours.
- Oh! - Look at him, man!
That's brutal, man. Wow. Let me... Let me get in on that.
You... You want to get in on this?
Yeah. I'm sort of a legend when it comes to this kind of shit. Yeah.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Cool. Cool. Here, man. (all laughing)
- Down he goes! - Oh, shit! That really hurts!
These guys are badass shitheads! Oh, man! You got any ludes?
Ludes? I don't think they make those anymore, man.
- No? - We got ritarall.
- Ritarall? - Yeah.
What's ritarall? Ooh, snortski. Oh. Mmm.
(inhales) Ooh! Ooh, that's tasty stuff.
- Uh, God. - Zap him again.
(screams)
- It's that easy. - Don't do that shit, you idiot!
Okay? Have some respect for a brother, okay?
I'm a legend around this place. So don't zap me again!
All right, listen. I came here for a reason, okay?
I came here to recruit you for a flip cup tournament.
Flip cup? Flip cup? What are you, a freshman? That is so lame.
Take a look at how loose his jeans are.
Okay. Okay.
(screaming) No more zapping.
- We're done. DENNIS: Stop, stop, stop!
(screaming) FRANK: Get out of here!
DEE: All right, focus. You can do this.
- One more time. - Oh, Dee.
Dee, it's getting hard to watch. Really.
I can't stop grinding my teeth.
I don't know how these kids study on this goddamn ritarall.
Yeah, I don't know either! And I don't give a shit!
- Hey. So how did the recruiting go? - Oh, it was bad.
- We both got punked. - Yeah, we both got punked.
These kids these days, I'll tell you what.
They're nothing like we used to be back when we were in fraternities.
They have no respect for anybody.
They're like stupid little goddamn savages.
- They're bitches! They're bitches! - I came in there, right?
And I was polite, and I was nice to them. I was cordial.
And they completely goddamn disrespected me!
- Little idiots! Idiots! - Yeah.
I was completely respectful. They're supposed to be my brothers, right?
They're my brothers? No, no. That's not fun.
What they were doing wasn't fun. They kept zapping us and zapping us.
- Idiots! Savages! Idiots! - No, zap, zap, zap, zap.
Jesus Christ, dude. Calm down.
- Man, that's... - All right, I'm just...
They disrespect... I am a legend over there!
I know you're a legend. Charlie knows you're a legend, you know?
Yeah. That's just the viciousness of youth.
That wasn't fun! It's not fun! It's not fun!
- Savages! - I'll tell you what, dude.
Maybe you should step down from the fraternity thing.
We haven't gotten Art Sloan to sign up.
Why don't you focus some of that weird rage on him?
Charlie and I'll handle the frat kids from here, okay?
Yeah, yeah. I'll totally pull a "Good Will Hunting" on those kids
and that'll put 'em in their place. - How are you gonna do that?
- You've seen the movie, right? - Yeah.
So all I gotta do is I'll ask them some like big shot,
like, math or science, history-type college question.
And then I'll totally stump them by knowing a lot more about the answer.
Yeah, in that movie, Matt Damon played a genius janitor.
- You're just a janitor. - Right. (chuckles)
- You stumped me with that one. - You didn't have a comeback.
How are you gonna have a comeback in the frat house?
Then you ask them the math or history-type question...
- Ah, but you're not a janitor. - Don't do that.
Just, please, please take care of those little savages.
MAC: Got it. - Don't do that. Don't do that.
It'll work if you just say some lines from the movie.
Flip. That's too big. That's too big.
(chattering)
(music)
- Oh! Oh, my. - What is going on in here, dude?
- Oh, my. - Woo-hoo-hoo!
Jesus Christ. It's like some kind of paint party.
- Yeah! - They're painting each other up!
Is this what college is like, man?
I don't know, man. I wish I went to college.
I feel like I got boned big-time, dude!
- Jesus Christ. Hey. - Oh, my God, yo!
You're painting him? Hey! That's nice.
- Yeah! - Jesus Christ, Charlie.
- Oh, my God, dude. - They're painting each other.
No! No, no, no! Charlie! Stay focused, dude.
- We gotta find guys for the team. - Right, right!
- Nothing will distract us. Nothing! - Okay. Do not get distracted.
GIRLS: Hey! BOTH: Hi!
- Do you want to paint us up? - Yes.
- Uh, paint you up? How? - Yes.
Well, first we paint you, and then you paint us.
Well, that makes sense. Sure.
Yeah, uh... Yeah. Yeah. How do we do the painting?
(laughs) - With our hands. - We do.
- Yeah, we do. (laughing) - Awesome.
- Sorry. Excuse us. - Uh, are you ready?
Yeah. No, we're ready. We're ready.
FRANK: Artie Sloan.
Tying his shirts in knots!
- I like to humiliate guys, sure. - Yeah.
I'm no different than those guys are now, man.
You know? Like, I used to be the same way.
I used to dress guys up like bananas and walk them around the quad.
Or I'd take a banana and stick it up some guy's ass
n front of his best friend. And I'd be like,
"Hey! Banana ass! How you doing?"
Or maybe I'd, like, uh... I'd like take the tip of my penis
and stick it in a guy's mouth for, like, just a second, you know?
Like while he was sleeping. (laughing) I'm all about that shit!
You know? But you don't stun gun a guy who was a goddamn legend!
And those guys, they need to recognize that shit!
I was a... I was a trailblazer!
But these kids these days in fraternities,
t's like they don't have any respect.
They don't care about anybody but themselves, you know?
And I don't understand that. It's like they live in a fantasy world,
where, "Oh, no. There's no consequences for my actions.
"I can do whatever the hell I want!
"And treat people however the hell I want to treat 'em!" (flushes)
And I don't get that. What are you doing, Frank?
What I'm doing is I'm cutting the shower curtain in half-waist high
so that when he's in using it, people can see his junk.
Wow, Frank. That ritarall's having a very interesting effect.
- I love this feeling! - Yeah!
- Oh, ho, ho, ho! - Got any more of it?
Does a bear shit in the woods?
Well, cut up a couple of rails, buddy! I'm gonna blast off!
- All right. Here you go. - All right.
DENNIS: Let's do this!
- And we're done! CHARLIE AND MAC: Oh!
- That was awesome. - Oh, that's so awesome.
- That's so awesome. - And now you do us.
- Oh, man! - Yeah.
And then for the best part.
- There's a better part than this? - There can't be a better part.
When we shower together and wash each other off.
Yeah, we do. Whoo! (chuckles)
That's exactly what we're gonna do.
What do you two clowns think you're doing?
- We're good. - We're good.
- No! You assholes gotta go! - No, man. Come on.
Yeah, man. Yeah, you do. You do, man. You do.
- Come on, man. - Hey. Hey, guys.
- I'm telling you no, dude. - Guys. Guys. Guys.
We're trying to have a conversation, please.
No! You're not in the frat. Get out!
Guys, you're killing me. I'm gonna pull a "Good Will Hunting".
- No, no, Charlie. - What's your major, dude?
Economics.
(in bad Bostonian accent) Oh! Bet you're reading a lot of Gordon Wood.
You read your Gordon Wood and you regurgitate it from a textbook.
And you think you're wicked awesome doing that!
And how about them apples? And all that Gordon Wood business!
I have no idea what you're talking about.
- You are an idiot. - You are an idiot.
Does no one know who Gordon Wood is?
You know what, Cheesefoot? Go get the stun gun.
That's a great idea. That's a great idea.
Shit.
(both sigh)
FRANK: Oh, yeah! - Frank, Frank, Frank, Frank, Frank!
- I'm finished! - Oh, yeah!
I'm finished. What are you doing? What do you got going on?
I'm doing this jerk-off's taxes!
Next year the IRS will audit the piss out of him!
That's so weird! That's long-term shit. I would... Yes!
- I like that! I like that! - Yes. Good.
Do me a favor. Can you go upstairs and look down onto the lawn?
I've done it. I've done it. I've done something.
- You've done it? - Yeah. Give me the cigar.
- What'd you do? - I have done it.
What? (exhales)
I've created a masterpiece.
(music)
FRANK: I think our work here is done.
- It's so unfair, dude. - Oh, yeah, dude.
- So unfair! - I mean, like,
f I had known college was like that,
the amount of book learning I would have put to my brain...
- Read! And math, dude! - To get there and stay there.
- They shower together! - And naked.
Oh! Boom! The rivalry's back on, boys! It is back on!
- The rivalry's back on? - Oh, yeah! It's back on!
All right! Rivalry! Rivalry.
ALL: Rivalry. Rivalry. Rivalry. Rivalry. Rivalry. Rivalry.
(sighs) God damn it. This feels forced. I...
- I'm not into it. - I'm definitely forcing it.
- Why is that? - Something's off, dude!
You know what it is for me? I can only speak for myself.
But it's those goddamn punk-ass frat kids, man.
They got to me, dude. They really got to me!
They burned me and I haven't let it go.
- Dude! They burned us too, man! - Did they burn you guys?
Is that why you're painted like that?
They have like this magical thing going on.
- Things are different now. - Hey, you guys. Watch this.
Oh!
Hey! Oh! Oh!
- Oh! - Oh!
Oh!
(cheering) - Ten in a row! - Nice!
With everybody watching! This guy! This guy!
Holy shit! That was amazing, Dee!
And you just gave me a thought, okay?
I think we need to rethink who our rivals are.
- What do you mean? - Well, bro,
the Art Sloan-Molly's rivalry, that's, like, 10 years old!
That's old shit! I think our new rivals are those punk-ass frat kids!
- Dude, those guys are dicks. - They're such dicks, man!
And I think with Dee's newfound flip cup skills,
we can embarrass the shit out of those little bitches!
I'll tell you what. I will take any excuse to get back to that party.
Okay! That's it! It's a rivalry! The new rivalry!
(music)
- What do you guys want? - We want one game of flip cup.
If you guys win, you get to drink at our bar forever, for free.
If we win, we get to come to your frat whenever we want.
CHARLIE: And paint girls! - And get painted by them!
- And take showers with them! - Lots of showers.
Okay. You're on.
All right. These guys are gonna be really fast.
We need to get on to a quick lead. Dee, I want you to start us off.
- Really? - Yes.
Charlie, you're gonna take us home as the anchor.
- Naturally. - All right.
You guys, I am not gonna let you down, okay?
I know you're not, sis. I'm proud of you.
Frank, you want to start us off with some kind of cheer?
Yeah, that's a good idea.
Paddy's! Paddy's! Paddy's!
- Yeah! - Whoo!
All right! All right!
- Okay, both teams ready? - Yeah!
- Go! - Go, Dee! Go, Dee! Go, Dee!
- Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! - Come on, Dee!
Come on! Don't think so hard! Don't think so hard!
- Hold on! CHARLIE: Come on, Dee! Let's go!
DENNIS: Come on! Come on, Dee!
Ease up on it, Dee! Ease up!
MAC: Too hard! You're hitting yourself in the head.
Come on, Dee! What are you doing, Dee? What are you doing?
Oh, come on! Come on! Dee!
Come on, Dee! (cheering)
Your beer, free for us, for life! For life!
For life. Woo-hoo-hoo!
You guys, I'm sorry. You guys, one more time.
Let's just challenge them to one more! Know what I mean?
I feel like we could really get these guys!
Don't you see, Dee? We've already won. (laughing)
What does that mean? What are you talking about?
Oh! Oh, God. (stomach gurgling)
Hey, what... Whoa. What's going on with me?
Oh, what's going on is that you just drank a cup of poison!
(all shouting)
Paddy's Pub, bitches! (stomachs gurgling)
- You guys poisoned the beer? - Yes, Dee, we did poison the beer.
That was the only way we could beat these little bitches!
I thought you guys believed in me. You were so proud of me.
Oh, no. We knew you were gonna choke.
Yeah. Yeah. We knew you'd pretty much choke under pressure.
- Which is why... - We poisoned your ass!
#Flip, flip, Flipadelphia! Flip, flip, Flipadelphia!
#Flip, flip, Flipadelphia!
#Flip, flip, Flipadelphia flip, Flipadelphia!
#Flip, flip, Flipadelphia! Flip, flip, Flipadelphia#
FRANK: Pull! Yank!
Rip 'em off! Pull 'em off! Yank em! Yank 'em!
- They're not coming off! - Yank 'em! Yank 'em!
We're gonna have to burn 'em off, I think.
Gotta get 'em off 'cause I got no circulation in my legs.
- Yeah, I don't know. - You've got to be kidding me.
Whoa-ho. Hey, hey, pump your brakes there, pal. Slow down for a second.
- What's your problem exactly? - What's my problem?
You disrespected my business. You vandalized my home.
All in the name of some stupid drinking competition.
And then when I finally cave in, you don't even show up.
- Show up for what? - Well... Flipadelphia!
- Oh, Flipadelphia! - Oh, sh...
- Was that today? - Yeah, dude.
Okay, you know what? I want a challenge. Okay?
My bar. Flip cup. Today. Let's go!
- Nah. We've moved on. - Yeah, I'm over it.
You know what? That's gonna be a pass for me too.
Yeah. I don't feel well at all. They poisoned me.
I'm not feeling it either. So that's gonna be a unanimous no from us.
- Sorry. - God!
- Hey, now. - Come on, man.
- What was that? - Totally uncalled for.
- Who slams a door? - Babies.
That guy's got some real growing up to do.
I mean, have some respect, for Christ's sake.
Goddamn savage. I am a legend.