(Motohama opens a refrigerator)
Motohama: Milk...
(Matsuda opens a cupboard)
Matsuda: Cereal...
(They are both at the table and they both pour the milk and cereal into a bowl)
Motohama & Matsuda: ...Combine.
(Matsuda is about to eat the cereal, but Motohama stops him)
Motohama: (picks up a spoon) This is the only clean spoon left, dude. Let's play "thumb war" for it.
Matsuda: Okay.
(They grab each others right arm and began the thumb war but as soon it started Motohama put his thumb above Matsuda's.)
Matsuda: Fuckkkk... take it.
(Matsuda moves to the other side of the table as Motohama laughs and starts eating his breakfast)
Motohama: (stops eating) Man, so far, this job is awesome. I still can't believe we have our own rooms.
Matsuda: Dude, those rooms aren't cool. There's nothing in them. I had to sleep on the floor last night. (starts pouring cereal into his mouth)
Motohama: Well, yeah. But, I mean, we can go get stuff for it after we make some money. Ya know?
Matsuda: (with cereal in his mouth) Yeah, I guess.
Motohama: You want some milk?
Matsuda: Yeah.
(Motohama starts pouring milk into Matsuda's mouth, but he gets interrupted by Ron and starts pouring the milk on Matsuda's head)
Ron: Hey! (Ron and Rushi carrying a chair out of the door) Please, don't eat up on the table like that!
Rushi: Like what? (Motohama and Matsuda are now staring at the chair as Motohama is still pouring the milk on Matsuda's head) Oh my, I've never seen anyone eat cereal like that. How quaint.
(They're watching them walking with the couch)
Ron: Yeah, they shouldn't be doing that. That's what the bowls are for.
Rushi: Oh, they're fine.
(Ron & Rushi leave the room)
Motohama: Did you see that chair?
Matsuda: I love chairs...
(Motohama & Matsuda look at each other at the moment then run outside to see the chair)
Motohama: Hey Rushi, what are you doing with that chair?
Rushi: Oh well, I no longer require its services. So Ron and I, are taking it to the place where the big man-made come upon it and whisk it away to magic trash city!
(They stare at him then look at Ron)
Ron: We're throwing it away.
Matsuda: Aww, what?
Motohama: Can we at least check it out before you chuck it?
(Matsuda hangs onto the chair)
Matsuda: Yeah, let us check it before you chuck it?
(Ron & Rushi put the chair down)
Rushi: (laughs) Well, that would be fine.
(Matsuda laughs.)
Motohama: Yeah...
Ron: Look, I gotta get back to work. You guys help him throw it away when you're done.
(Ron leaves the scene while Motohama & Matsuda come closer to the chair.)
Motohama: Aw, man this chair is awesome. Look how awesome it looks.
Matsuda: Dude, it sounds like old man pants.
(They both feel the couch which makes a cushion sound)
Motohama: (laughs) I'm gonna sit in it.
Matsuda: Good idea.
(Motohama sits on the couch while awing. Later, he then feels uncomfortable.)
Matsuda: What? What's wrong?
Motohama: This is the most uncomfortable chair I ever sat in.
Matsuda: Aw, what? Let me try.
Rushi: Yes, I'm afraid it's true, I purchased it through the post, and it just isn't as comfortable as it looks.
Matsuda: Awwwwwww. This is terrible. Maybe we're just not sitting it right.
Motohama: Hmm, hmm.
Matsuda: Come on baby, come on baby, come on! Come on baby!
(Matsuda pull his eyes and bites the chair and sits on the chair)
Matsuda: It's just not comfortable, man.
Motohama: Hey Rushi, since you're throwing it out anyway, can I just have it?
Matsuda: No, let me have it!
Motohama: I asked him first. Come on, Rushi!
Matsuda: No, Rushi, me!
Rushi: Well, I don't think I know who to give it to. But if you two can settle it between yourselves, then you're more than welcome to have it.
Motohama: Yeah, let's play thumb war.
Matsuda: No way! I'm not playing that game with you anymore. If we're playing for something like that chair, then we need to play a game that takes a little more skill.
Motohama: How much skill?
Matsuda: Rock paper scissors. (Spins around Motohama)
Rushi: Oh, I adore rock paper scissors. Although where I come from, we called it quartz parchment shears.
Motohama: Alright, fine. Ready?
Matsuda: Hmm.
(Motohama and Matsuda play quartz parchment shears one tie)
Rushi: Oh my!
(Motohama and Matsuda play quartz parchment shears two ties and Rushi laugh)
Ron: Shouldn't you guys be throwing that thing away?
Rushi: Ron, come quick! Quartz parchment shears and they already tied two times, it's absolutely fascinating!
Ron: I have work to do. They shouldn't be playing that. It's an evil game.
Rushi: Whoo, an evil game.
Matsuda: Two ties. You don't know what I'm throwing next, baby.
Motohama: Pfft! I already know what you're gonna throw before you even throw it, baby.
Matsuda: That's not even possible, baby!
(Motohama and Matsuda play quartz parchment shears eight ties and Rushi watches in amazement; Matsuda kicks the dirt)
Motohama: Come on... (He walks away)
Rushi: Good show! Jolly good show!
(Montage begins where Motohama and Matsuda play quartz parchment shears 99 ties and Rushi watches in shock until the montage ends. Students from Kohu Highschool are yelling as they watch Motohama and Matsuda play quartz parchment shears)
Matsuda: La la la la la la la la!
Motohama: No! No!
Rushi: Ninety-nine times in a row! (laughs)
Motohama: Enough! Why are we even doing this?! You don't think this chair is comfortable!
Matsuda: So?! Neither do you!
Motohama: Dude, I was lying. I was just saying it so you wouldn't want it.
Matsuda: I was lying also. I love that chair.
Motohama: Well, then, I guess it's too bad that after I win it, I'm never gonna let you sit in it.
Matsuda: (groans) Then finish it!
(Motohama and Matsuda play quartz parchment shears 100 ties, but lightning strikes and an evil voice laughing is heard from the sky)
Evil Voice: Since no one can decide, and all that's played is tied 100 times, I'd take it upon myself to eat your prize.
(A black hole appears in front of them, and the people run to the house for safety)
Matsuda: What is that?!
Motohama: Come on, let's go!
(They go to the house for safety)
Matsuda: This is all your fault!
Motohama: How is this my fault?! I just wanted to play punchies!
(They see the chair about to be sucked into the black hole)
Matsuda: The chair! (He goes after the chair)
Motohama: Matsuda! (He goes after Matsuda)
Rushi: Oh? Oh! Oh, dear! (He goes after the duo to save the chair)
(Cut to a different area of the park where Ron and Naofumi are driving in the cart)
Rushi: (over the speaker) Hello, hello?! Please, someone, come quick! Quartz parchment shears gone terribly- (The speaker dies)
Ron: Rushi, where are you? (He and Naofumi see an explosion behind the bushes; sighs) Naofumi, take the shortcut, I'll go around back.
Naofumi: Hmm!
(He takes the shortcut through the bushes and Ron drives the cart back to the guys)
Ron: Idiots.
(Matsuda, Motohama, and Rushi hold on a lamppost as they're screaming, trying to save the chair, but the black hole monster reveals itself and roars and goes back into the black hole, and it gets bigger and stronger, making Rushi let go of the lamppost, and as the trio are about to be sucked into the black hole, Naofumi grabs Rushi' legs)
Rushi: Naofumi!
Naofumi: What did you do?!
Ron: (he came with the cart) They were playing rock paper scissors, grab on.
Naofumi: (he grabs on a bar) Don't you know? That's an evil game!
Ron: Hold on, everybody.
Rushi: Hold on, everybody!
Motohama: Hold on, every... Matsuda!
(Half of Matsuda's body is sucked into the black hole along with the chair, Ron and Naofumi gasp, but Ron drives the cart towards the garage door, pulling half of Matsuda's body and the chair out of the black hole, Ron continues driving until he hits the garage door)
Naofumi: What do we do?!
Ron: You have to break the tie!
Motohama: Matsuda, we have to end this! I'm gonna throw rock!
Matsuda: Yeah, right!
Motohama: I'm not kidding!
Ron: Hurry up! Do it now!
(Motohama and Matsuda break the tie, causing the black hole to explode, leaving the park ruined. Everybody gets up)
Motohama: Did you win?
Matsuda: (coughs)
Motohama: I think you've won.
Matsuda: (sighs) It doesn't matter. I wasn't able to hold on to the chair anyways.
Rushi: Look!
(Half of the chair is still left)
Motohama and Matsuda: Aww, cool.
Ron: No you don't! You're not getting that chair. But here's what you do get. You get to flip that cart back over, you're throwin' that chair away, and then you're cleaning up this whole MESS! Rushi, you're comin' with me. And you two idiots, if this isn't cleaned up when I get back, YOU'RE FIRED!
(Ron walks into the house with Rushi and Naofumi)
Motohama: Rock paper scissors for who gets to drive the cart?