Woman: What happens when
four best friends write each other letters
about how they really feel? The letters have been delivered. “We’re best friends,
and I love you.” Aw! “But I have to tell you
that you’re weak. I mean, I’ve heard
of damsels in distress, but you make Princess Peach
look like Ronda Rousey”? What?
Okay, who wrote this? Can’t wait for that letter. [ Chuckles heartily ] “For the love of God,
get some [bleep] contacts.” That’s all they wrote? “I think you two have
a serious addiction problem.” Like, oh, boy, Scoob. They’re sayin’ we gotta stop
eatin’ Scooby Snacks! They rrha’?! [ Chuckles ] What do you mean
I don’t have a letter? Man: Um, the show is only
aboutfourbest friends. [ Chuckles nervously ]
You’re kidding, right? I didn’t make the cut?
Did the dog make the cut? Woman: Each friend has one week
to improve themselves. I can’t believe they called me
a damsel in distress. [ Train whistle approaching ] Wait a minute… [ Chuckling ]
This isnotmy yoga class. -Give us the mic!
-Give me my letter! Like, dude, we can do it,
old pal. Just one week.
With nuh– with no — With no [bleep]
Scooby Snacks, man! Like, I’m freakin’ out! [Bleep]
No! Woman: It’s been a week since
the gang received their letters. Let’s see if they fixed
their flaws. Like, man, I will sell
you a body part for one Scooby Snack! I’d rrhuck your rrhick!
[ Sobs ] Guys…
I got Lasik! -Rra’?!
-They’re still healing. [ Door bursts open ] [ Grunts ] Enough sittin’ around,
shit for brains! Let’s do this!!
[ Grunts ] Ow! Hmm… If the owner died a decade ago,
why start haunting now? Oh, I’m sorry.
Were you talking to me? The fifth wheel?
Because — Let’s get
this son of a bitch! -Hey!
-Who’s your mother?! -Ow!
-Yeah! Get over here! -[ Glass shatters ]
-[ Grunting ] Now let’s see who
the “ghost” really is. [ Grunting ] [ All gasping ] Butler. Called it.