A MAMBA BURGER, PLEASE.

DAVE'S SYNDROME.

BERNARD, MANNY.

WE MAY HAVE BEEN DRINKING BEFORE.

THAT'S RIGHT. HER NAME WAS EMMA.

- NO, GO AWAY!
- ONLY TRYING TO BE NICE.

ALL RIGHT.

"TRY TO IMAGINE BEING MAROONED
ON A BEAUTIFUL DESERT ISLAND."

- E-EIGHT...
- GOOD. SEE YOU THEN.

COKE'S OFF. COKE'S OFF.
HAVE SOME EXTRA CHIPS.

- TELL ME.
- TELL ME.

OK, THIS IS BRILLIANT.

OF ALL MY 13 BROTHERS AND SISTERS,

I BLANKED HIM IN THE AMBULANCE.

# GLORIA! #

BERNARD! EARLY CLOSING? HOW'D IT GO?

YOU CARP AND YOU COMPLAIN,
YOU DAMN AND BLAST,

NO, THAT LIGHT MEANS
THE MACHINE NEEDS MORE SALT.

NOBODY WOULD EMPLOY YOU
BECAUSE YOU'RE UNEMPLOYABLE.

WHAT...! I...! THERE IS NO WAY
I'M GOING TO THE CASINO, ALL RIGHT?!

(GRINDING CRUNCH)

- IT'S FUN!
- OH, NO, BERNARD.

LET'S JUST SAY WE'VE ALWAYS
UNDERSTOOD ONE ANOTHER.

YOU SEE? I CAN'T PLAY. EVEN IF I HAD
50 FINGERS AND A MILLION YEARS TO SPARE.