Previously on Buddy System. You’re forgetting something. Aimee kills some dude with her light bulb hat, after Rhett and Link kill their doppelgangers. They infiltrate. -RHETT: If Aimee finds out that we’re here, she could just make a video telling our secret to everybody. -Rhett, I mean… -O’dell Nobell. …almost gets Link’s phone. (loud snap) -(gasp) -But… -It’s like an amateur hour here! -Link, or… -Sink Mirror! Spills the beans. That’s definitely not Rhett disguised as a flautist. -It’s getting real. -Seriously? Buckle up! (light bulb shatters) Strap in, and enjoy. (ominous music) Well, this didn’t really turn out like we planned. Oh, no, actually, I was hoping that your cover would be blown and we’d end up as Aimee’s prisoners-slash-dates at some creepy warehouse prom. So thanks. You’re welcome. ♪ ♪ (footsteps approaching) You guys look great! Ah. I did my best to recreate your tuxedos exactly like they were. Is everything fitting okay? Mine’s perfect. Yeah, the suit’s great, but the whole part where we’re tied up against our will, is pretty not cool. I don’t think you’re seeing this from the proper perspective. Don’t you find it interesting that here we are again, after all these years, together at the prom. This is not the prom. This is a kidnapping. (scoffs) Rhett… why do you always have to be so disagreeable? -(laughs) Right? -Right. Don’t agree with her. You guys! This is fate. The two of you… came to me, and now we have the chance to right the wrongs of the past, and spend the rest of our natural lives together in one, never-ending prom. -That’s your cue. -Oh, right. Sorry. (electronic music plays) Why have a mirror ball and a punch bowl, when you can just have the Mirror Punch Bowl! Watch it spin! That’s pretty cool. It launches next month. But you guys won’t need one, because you’ll have access to that one at all times. AIMEE: Of course… I will have to come and go as… (inaudible) Hey, hey. Wait right here. AIMEE: I must maintain my worldwide business enterprise. AIMEE: But I have plenty of food for you, including my patent pending Aimee Shakes, which features a secret proprietary protein blend. Assorted, if you will. It should enable you to continue to slow dance with me indefinitely! -AIMEE: (laughing) -Aimee! -(gasp) What? -Yeah. Maxwell! No! Ninja, no! Stand down. AIMEE: Hey, man! You look great. -Oh, thank you. -AIMEE: It’s been so long. -MAXWELL: Yeah. -Hey, have you seen anybody? No, not really. Oh, but I heard Trent’s a gynecologist. I heard that, too. (both): Makes sense. Wait, why does it make sense to you? Because it’s a family business. (snaps finger) Right. (laughs) Yeah. So I– (clears throat) Aimee, you’re gonna have to let Rhett and Link go. I am? And how exactly are you planning on making me do that? I didn’t wanna have to do this. But… (grunts) (grunts) (breathing heavily) Yeah. Sorry, guys. I don’t have a lot of experience in weaponized magic, but don’t worry, I’ll figure something out. (snoring) What is he doing? (both): Power nap. AIMEE: Yes, I’ve heard those increase cognitive performance. (electrical buzzing) AIMEE: But, if you don’t set an alarm, you can sleep right through whatever you’re preparing for. Now, I have something that will make this absolutely perfect. Mandip! RHETT: Right, because up until this point, it’s been almost perfect. (singing): Ah! My top hat. Yeah. I’ve held onto it for all this time, hoping I’d have the opportunity to see you wear it again. Here we go. Now, you said you wouldn’t wear this back in high school, because it was stupid looking. It was and it is. (laughing) It’s not stupid looking. It’s not stupid looking. Well, now you don’t have a choice. (gasps) Oh! (electrical buzzing) It’s the hat! It was the hat that made you listen to her in high school. It’s some kind of mind control thing. I call it the ch-ch-ch-ch…. Persuasehat. But I have never been able to get it approved to sell. I only had two prototypes, and you just ruined yours. At least Linkie-poo still has his, and he loves it. -Linkie-poo loves his hat. -(giggling) Don’t listen to her, Link! Top hats don’t complement your face shape! She’s controlling your mind, man! With that amazing invention! Ugh! Rhett is being a very naughty boy. Rhettie-poo is being a very naughty boy. I didn’t call him Rhettie-poo. Don’t call the naughty boy Rhettie-poo. RHETT: (groans) ♪ ♪ (ballroom dance music) (camera shutter sounds) MANDIP: Great. Why don’t we try one where you both face the same direction? Ooh, yes! No, Linkie, get your arms up– No. No, around me. Like this. Aimee… (camera snapping) you gotta help me understand something. You’re a successful business mogul. -Thank you. -You’ve created products that nobody thought they ever wanted and made them into products that they need. I mean, without my Clock Rake, I wouldn’t know when it was time to stop raking. -Bingo. -But why this? Why take some sort of mind control hat– -Persuasahat. -Persuasahat– -Say it again. -Persuasahat. One more time. That’s how you’ll remember. -Persuasahat. -Thank you. To force me and Link into a never-ending prom? I mean, I feel like we coulda been friends. I mean, not now. Now that ya’ done this, this would be a really awkward friendship. But, before this. What’s the deal? AIMEE: You know what? You’re right. I have created hybrid products out of items people said couldn’t be combined. I successfully brought together a plate and a pillow, resulting in the– Plalow! Yes, it’s great. I even married two of America’s passions: basketball and cinnamon, into the cinnamon-dusted basketball. But you know what I couldn’t do? I couldn’t combine the three of us into a healthy relationship. I consider it my greatest and only failure. And now you’ve ruined it, because you destroyed your Persuasahat. (dramatic music builds) So we’re gonna have to kill you! (gasp) Let’s get a crazy one! ♪ ♪ AIMEE: Now, let’s see what we have around here that can help us get rid of our little party pooper. He pooped at our party. He must die. AIMEE: (gasp) We could burn him to death with the Hot and Sticky Bra! It’s the world’s first bra to feature two fully functional hot glue guns. RHETT: Now, that’s a good idea. Not killing me, but, you know, extruding hot glue from the nipple region. Nope. We could suffocate him… withe Hoo Hoo Hoodie! It’s a sweatshirt for owls, because owls get cold, too. RHETT: That makes sense. Again, not suffocating me, but, owls have every right to stay warm. Forget it. (sighs) This is tough! What… Stop the press. We got a winner! (gasp) The Tote ‘n Stab! “Muggers, beware. “This is the purse… “for the discriminating lady… “who won’t go down without a fight.” (metallic swipe) A knife fight. -You’ve done it again! -Thanks. Please don’t kill me with it. ♪ ♪ -MAN: Well, well! -(scream) -MAN: I knew you’d show up for some 20% off nachos. (scream) -MAN: What? Rhett and Link are being held captive by infomercial queen Aimee Brells at a never-ending prom in her warehouse? (scream) (bowling pins fall) Okay, sweetie. Now it’s time to kill the naughty boy! Kill… the naughty boy. Link! I’m Rhett! I’m not the naughty boy! He’s… not the… naughty boy? AIMEE: (sigh) Is this thing set on max? Come on! Okay. Now kill ‘im! Kill him… No… Link! I’m Rhett! I’m not the naughty boy! No! No, Link! No! (horn blares) Don’t worry, guys! I’m here! I’m coming! Sorry, fellas. Well, now we have to kill this guy. -What was your name? -George. -Big fan. -Thank you. Okay, Hun-Bun. Back to business. My business is killing party pooping naughty boys. Link! No… no! MAN: Buck-kaw! Kaw! Rhett and Link! We got this! (laughing) Didn’t see that comin’, did ya? We’re like sharks. Circle ’em! Circle ’em! Circle ’em up! Circle it. Really sorry, guys. I should have had more of a plan. I just thought we would roller skate, er, blade… bladerskate– Shut up! Now we’re gonna have to kill all of these rollerskladers. That’s what you should call it. That’s so good. Okay, do you have any more friends who are gonna try to come to help you? Um… (tinny dancing music playing) -Nope, that’s it. -Okay. -You know the drill by now. -Kill him. Do it. Link, no! Listen, I know you’re still in there, man! Remember, I’m Rhett! I’m your best friend! I’m your BFF! ♪ What if you get buried alive? ♪ ♪ Who’s gon’ dig you out from the ground? ♪ ♪ What if you choke on some pie? ♪ ♪ Who is gonna squeeze it back out? ♪ ♪ What if you got one hand in a garbage disposal ♪ ♪ Then your other hand switches it on? ♪ ♪ Who’s third hand is gonna pull your first hand out? ♪ You know what, just give it to me. I will do it. ♪ While their fourth hand… ♪ -AIMEE: I don’t have -the patience for this. -Linkie Poo… doesn’t… -have to… listen to you. -AIMEE: Link! No, no, Link. -You let go of that, if you– -That’s right, Link! I’m gonna tell your secret if you don’t stop. Don’t do it, Aimee! Mandip, get ready, telescope this. -Periscope. -AIMEE: If you don’t, I’m gonna tell the whole world. -RHETT: No, no, no, no, no… -You stupid… Hi! Got just a tidbit for everybody out there. -Shh, shh, shh, shh! -AIMEE: Did you guys know that back in high school during our senior trip to the Tokyo Zoo, Rhett and Link thought it’d be real cute to see the giant panda exhibit, home to Tan Tan and Mei Mei, who actually are the only couple of beige pandas in the world, and while inside, they– Oh, yeah, that’s not good. If the user and the wearer are the same person, it makes a feedback loop that could theoretically– (electric buzzing) MANDIP: Fries the brain. She ding… you ding! Sorry, Link, if I almost killed you. Sorry I lied to you about Space Camp. DJ Fresh Maxi 5000! Huh? Wha, uh, uh… You know what to do. Oh, ho-ho, yeah! ♪ ♪ ♪ You need a BFF ♪ ♪ Best friends forever Yes! ♪ ♪ BFF to help you out whenever Yes! ♪ ♪ BFF, best friends forever Yes! ♪ ♪ BFF to help you out whenever ♪ ♪ Oh BFF ♪ (rapping): I was down on my luck, at the end of my rope. About to give up, but my friend said– Nope! I’m here for you. I’m there for you. And I’ll do anything that you need me to. If you were in a wreck and needed a spine, I’d cut myself open and give you mine! But then you’d never again be able to stand! I’d happily live my life as a jelly man! If I found out you had a parasitic twin, I’d make that twin my second best friend. I’m sure he’d be an excellent guy, I don’t care if he’d be just some teeth and an eye! ♪ You need a BFF ♪ ♪ Best friends forever Yes! ♪ ♪ BFF to help you out whenever Yes! ♪ ♪ BFF best friends forever Yes! ♪ ♪ BFF to help you out whenever ♪ ♪ Oh BFF ♪ MAN: Yeah! (all): Whoo! ♪ Need a BFF ♪ ♪ Best friends forever Yes! ♪ ♪ BFF to help you out whenever Yes! ♪ ♪ BFF, best friends forever Yes! ♪ ♪ BFF to help you out whenever ♪ ♪ Oh BFF ♪ ♪ ♪ You don’t think I look good in a top hat? Name one person who looks good in a top hat. Abe Lincoln. I mean, he doesn’t look good, he looks stately. -WOMAN: Okay, guys. -Presidential. WOMAN: We’re rolling. -I lost my phone this weekend. -Let’s talk about that.