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Mike:
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Liz Lemon. I was just thinking about you the other day.
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Liz:
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Mike:
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Yeah, I saw this gorgeous woman putting glasses on her daughter's Mrs. Potato Head.
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Liz:
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The why is not important. Can we talk?
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Mike:
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Mike:
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Uh, I was just doing some baking. Can I get you something to drink?
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Liz:
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What goes good with second chances? Oh, water. I'd like water.
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Liz:
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So are you seeing anyone?
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Mike:
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Oh, this conversation. Uh, no, I'm still single. No one serious since you, actually.
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Liz:
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Well, that's good to hear. You know, when we broke up, it was because I felt like I was smarter than you. But that's so judgmental and... and now, I just... Oh, my God!
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Mike:
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What? Oh, my hooks. I'm just so comfortable with them that I... Whoops. Oh, not again. That was my last ungashed painting.
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Liz:
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Mike:
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Oh, freak accident. You know I work with Doctors Without Borders. Well, I was helicoptering into Zimbabwe, when I thought I saw somebody that I knew. So I waved from the helicopter, which, it turns out, is a big no-no. And the rotor took my right hand clean off. And it turns out the person I was waving to was not my old football coach.
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Liz:
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Of course not. You were in Zimbabwe.
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Mike:
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Well, it looked just like a black version of him.
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Liz:
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What about the other hand?
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Mike:
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Oh, well, to celebrate my return from Africa, my cousin and I bought a bunch of fireworks.
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Liz:
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You know what? This was a bad idea. I should just go.
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Mike:
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What, you're too good for me now that I have pirate hook hands?
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Liz:
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It is absolutely not because you are disabled. I've been dumped by four different guys in wheelchairs.
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Mike:
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Look, I'll have you know, Liz, that I am in line for a hand transplant. There's this strangler who's about to be executed, and, uh, I've got my hooks crossed. Oh.
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Liz:
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Oh, my God. Drew, it's not about the hooks. It's how you got that way. You're just too dumb.
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Mike:
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Liz:
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Mike:
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Yeah, of course it's hot. It's been in the oven. Now, who's the dumb one?
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Liz:
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