Cabin Boy

Nathanial, whatever shall
become of you?

Don't worry, about me, Timmons.
My life shall never be anything
less than perfect.

- [ Car Starting ]
- Hey! Here you go, Chubby.

- Go buy yourself a spritzer.
-[ Coin Bounces On Ground ]

Okay, come on. Let's get this
thing moving! Oh, and thank
you for opening the door for me.

Oh, that was so nice,
you moron!

Good riddance, you horrible,
dreadful, nasty little bastard.

[ Nathanial ] You're driving too fast.
Slow it down!

- Not that slow, imbecile. Speed up!
- [ Brakes Screeching ]

Why on earth have you stopped
this wretched vehicle?
What do you think--

- Get the hell outta here,
you fresh-mouthed little freak.
- Hey! Hey!

What do you think you're doing?
[ Gasps ]

[ Groans ]
I merely suggested that
you have the driving ability
of a brain-dead laboratory, ape.

- Welcome to the real world, kid.
- Well, fiine.

I'll just get right back in.
I don't know what you--
Hey! Come back here, you!

Hey! Hey!
You can't take my luggage!

I'll have you incarcerated.
Dear Lord,
I'm about to embark
on a brisk walk,

the first bit of exercise
in my young privileged life.

I pray, do not allow me
to break a sweat.

Okay. Here I go.
One, two, I'm walking.

[ Gasping, Screaming,
Whimpering ]

[ Panting ]
[ Hysterical Screaming ]