Bad Night Page #2

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Come on. We gonna stop

to get something to eat?

My stomach's grumbling.

I want to just drive,

drive, drive

Far away

from our normal lives

I wasn't born to die

living inside a lie

So come on, everyone

Don't let your

heart compromise

Hey!

I've never seen food

these colors before.

Looks like somebody

already ate that once.

My God!

It smells like it, too.

Do you want a trail mix bar?

- I have two.

- Yeah, I guess.

Ho!

This is awesome.

Well, we had a little

time before we got back

on the road,

and kids did great today,

so thought it would be a special

treat at The Flavor Circus.

s that beef?

Dude, protein!

Yeah! About to put this

place out of business!

Ha ha! Thanks, Mrs. G.

You're quite welcome.

Really,

the pleasure's mine today, kids.

I feel like Mrs. Claus. Heh heh.

And it's Christmas morning

for all of you guys.

- Baby!

- What?

We should make

each other's plates.

My God!

Why didn't I think of that?

You know what? You always

have the best ideas.

Such a good idea.

- Here I come, here I come.

- Stop it!

The buffet's symbol

of Western overindulgence.

This is why the rest

of the world hates us.

Trevor, just put something

on your plate, please.

My name is Beowulf!

Err!

Is that clams casino?

Babe, this is the best dinner

that I have ever had.

You're a genius.

- Baby, you're a genius.

- Stop it.

I feel like my taste buds

are falling in love with you.

Stop it.

So did everyone enjoy

the Picasso exhibit

as much as I did?

Not really.

That guy sucked.

None of his stuff looked like

what it was supposed to.

It's called cubism!

Should be called dumbism.

Ha ha ha! Boom!

He combined styles to

paint things as he saw them,

not as they were seen by others.

He broke all the rules

to prove a point.

That is essentially what art is.

Thank you, Abby.

That's exactly right,

and some of his paintings

are the most expensive

in the world today

and sell for upwards

of $150 million.

Go to your room!

For a painting?

I got to start painting again.

Yeah, seriously.

We got to get out of here,

go steal one of those paintings,

sell it on the black market.

Who's in?

Very funny, Wanda Sykes.

Now, everybody, eat up,

and let's get back

on that bus.

I'm getting one more bowl

of marshmallows,

pinto beans, and craisins,

and then we are out of here.

Don't you just know it?

Ha ha ha ha

Hey, hey,

Hey, hey,

Hey. Hey, Mrs. G, I'm not...

I'm not feeling too good.

I need to go to the bathroom.

Should have gone

in the restaurant.

- I don't feel good either.

- Me, too.

I don't know.

How are you feeling?

I'm fine. Are you OK?

I think it was that food we ate.

It's making me feel sick.

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