Previously on Foursome.
I had my big O.
Holy moly.
My foursome tried to help me get the image
of my brother out of my brain,
but it wasn't until I met the new guy
Kent Seydek
that my oh no turned it into oh yeah.
And I'm not the only one obsessed with Kent.
You're a quarterback?
Yeah.
Best of all, we're closer than ever.
Maybe too close.
Minty.
Teen Wolf.
Nice tat, bro-jangles.
Oh yeah, thanks man.
It's for my brother.
Got eaten alive by some wolves.
Ouch, man the outback must be brutal.
I'm kidding, man.
Honestly, I just drew it in calc because I was bored.
Sick yeah, drawing is cool.
You know I can throw a football, I don't know
a hundred yards minus 20 yards.
Cool, man.
But it's whatever.
You know what else is cool.
That I plowed like, I don't know, 30 freshmen
in my day.
That's a little misogynistic, don't you think?
Yeah, I'm gonna dictionary that and get back to you.
I'll see you later, cool?
Cool, hey, no, K-dog, listen, my G,
we gotta stick together, bro, Brayer.
This place is blessed by us being so badass, dude.
Yeah, I used to hold that title solo.
This school is full of nothing but turds and losers.
Oh yo, check it out, one of the good guys.
Josh, meet my dingo friend, Kent.
Hi, man, Josh.
Wow, firm grip.
I feel like I barely applied any pressure at all.
Cool.
I'm glad you guys met.
Alright, A-dog, I'm gonna head off.
Yeah, pause for a sec.
Classic Figstack moment, bro.
I mean that's our shit, man, come on.
Ew, why is Kent Seydek bro-ing it out with Alec?
Why is Kent not taggable on Facebook?
Why can I not find any hot pictures of him
on social media anywhere?
I need a mojo photo for my diddle bank,
and I am not using one with Alec in it for obvious
Hello
I am Stan.
Hi, I'm
Andie Fixler.
You are a Cup of Brayer's breakout star, my lady.
I know exactly who you are.
Okay.
Stan's our Stan, a fanboy.
We are staring at you to stop party popping
and start party stopping.
Wow, what was that?
My favorite line from my favorite segment
of Cup of Brayer.
There's only been one.
Exactly, I am so, so excited to see where you guys go
with season two.
Geez Louise, would you look at this?
I'm hanging out with the cast of CoB.
I just know everything about you guys.
Everything?
That seems worrisome.
The reason for my visit is to offer my services.
To the media club, I believe I would be
a phenomenal addition.
Shame, our voting process is just super long.
Yeah, it's so long,
it's like really long.
Excuse me, Stan, when you say everything,
can you be more specific?
No, he hasn't got any time.
Gotta run, adios.
I will be holding my breath in anticipation of your vote.
I hope you do.
By the way, Imogen, I am so surprised
that someone that posts so many K-pop videos
has never been to North or South Korea.
Okay, let's go.
You're one of my favorites.
How does he know I've never been to Korea?
We're not even Facebook friends, I hate this.
K-Pop videos?
We're about to not be Facebook friends.
This is all your fault.
Yes, you are the one that strong-armed me
into joining Facebook, and now everybody knows
all of my interests, and they're gonna like lure me
into their hands, like hey, little girl,
do you wanna like come and see this
shini concert?
What's this mess?
Mr. Zap blocked me?
How do you know?
Well, this morning I was feeling saucy,
so I decided to poke him, and I just checked
to see if he poked me back, and I don't see
his profile.
Did he erase it?
Nope, we're still friends.
You don't even go here, college trash.
That swindlin' twit.
What's happening?
Your douche of a brother just posted a picture
of him and some heinous frosh face chicken head.
I can't believe this.
It means he's moved on to the fresh meat stage.
Good, that means he's going to have high cholesterol now.
No, dummy, it means Alec is about to start
hooking up with hordes of girls.
Oh my god, you're right.
When senior quarterback Zach Commons broke up
with Whitney Barnett, I was his fresh meat,
then Alec was my fresh meat when Zach broke up
with me after he got Lupis.
I can't believe I'm being replaced by another
bitch-faced girl.
Oh, that was a huge mistake.
You guys, I think I'm starting to pick up
on a pattern here.
All of our problems right now are caused by social media.
We're like addicts and our crack cocaine,
our meth amphetamines, and our black tar heroin
is our freaking phones, look at us.
I haven't slept in two days because I've been online
s Kent.
We're way too desperate and way too available.
No wonder we're all having issues.
Guys, hello?
Are you even listening to me?
I miss you.
Hey, gang, just wanted to stop by
because there's a small, young man with a tacky bow tie
that won't leave my office.
He's just a fan boy.
Don't worry we're not going to include him in anything.
Am I encouraging bullying?
Mr. Shaw, we're actually working on a segment right now.
It's called Brayer Unplugged, and we were wondering
if you could help us investigate by locking our phones up?
That's great news.
Principal Slacks was getting pretty suspicious
that you guys were using this room for an underground
fight club, but I told him you weren't, of course.
Unless you are, then I wanna join.
Okay, I'll lock up your phones.
Stop it.
Well, I'm off to make sure that weirdo
doesn't Dewey Decimal my whole office.
Okay, no phones.
Just kidding.
We need a distraction.
Alright, gang, let's scatter and gather supplies.
Yeah, let's go.
I'm going to kill that girl.
Mounds, huh?
Not your run-of-the-mill candy choice.
Guess I'm not your run-of-the-mill guy.
I think I like 'em because they come in two.
Oh you like those?
I love nuts.
I'm Kent Seydek.
I know we've already met, but just in case you forgot,
it's nice to officially meet you.
Andie Fixler, I didn't forget.
I think you might know my brother Alec?
He's an interesting guy.
He's kind of intense.
That's one word for it.
I saw that he made you guys his profile picture
on Facebook.
Oh, did he?
I didn't see it.
I'm not on social media.
I'm not really on Facebook, except for Snapchat,
and that's only because my nieces love it.
Your niece should add me.
I'm a pretty creative snapper.
Maybe I should add you, too.
See if I can get creative.
Looking forward to it.
Next chocolate's on you.
I love nuts?
Come on.
Oh, shit.
That's a DM, that's a like.
Is that a friend request?
Is it, is it?
See you guys, not only am I a masterful cinematographer,
but I am also an editor.
I am a researcher, and I am a prodigious interviewer.
Courtney, word around school is that you
and Alec Fixler are finished, care to comment?
Whoa.
Stan, we can't vote until our president is here.
She had some cafeteria chowder, so it's gonna be
a hot second.
Okay, copy that, I will be waiting on the edge
of my seat.
I hope that seat's on a cliff, Stan.
Oh, by the way, Imogen, please tell your Aunt Eileen
happy birthday from me.
How does he know Aunt Eileen?
Oh my god, I thought he would never leave.
I need my phone.
Kent and I are Snapchatting.
It's like a whole thing, get out of my way.
If you're getting your phone, so am I.
I need to delete all of my accounts before Stan
kidnaps my mom and human traffics her.
I need to see if Zap unblocked me.
If he hasn't, I need to use one of your accounts
to stalk him.
You guys, I figured it out.
You just put the display unit onto the circuit board
and then connect the micro SD flash card
to the docking connector.
I've been thinking about your segment,
and I'm in, too.
I need to separate from my tablet.
Pokemon Go has been taking up way too much of my life.
I will not break my promise to you.
I am not my father.
I need my phone.
What are we gonna do?
To the computers.
Oh my god.
Guys, where's Imogen?
Wrong natural disaster, Harvard.
There was an earthquake, a real one.
Let's get out of here.
Guys, let's go.
I told you that door was gonna break.
Damn you and your constant.
You guys, I can see people through the cracks, help.
That proves it, no one cares about media club.
Emergency, there was an earthquake.
Please move calmly and quietly to the nearest exit.
There's been an earthquake, everybody out, run!
Hey, guys, you should probably be outside.
I don't know if you heard, there's been an earthquake.
Stan, we're stuck.
Go get a teacher.
Oh, no, that's terrible.
I will, but before I go, quick inquiry,
did you guys happen to vote on me
joining the media club, yet?
Oh my god.
Enjoy and remember shallow breaths.
Just like that, great.
Oh, let him come back, come at me, Stan.
Come at me.
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.
You guys, we're actually trapped.
Phones!
Oh my gosh, they're taunting us.
Okay, guys, everyone stay calm.
Let's just gather supplies from earlier
and see if we can crack open this cabinet.
Securing our phones and discovering where
that JV juvie lives.
Okay, I was going to say calling for help,
but you do you, Court.
I have this quarter that Kent gave me earlier.
Come on girl, you got this.
Jam that quarter in that locker, jam it, jam it.
Oh my god, Dakota, what do you have?
When all else fails, look for help from above.
Oh, God?
No, astrology.
Alright, Cancer, you must disconnect to connect.
Wow, that was amazingly unhelpful.
Oh, ah.
Dakota.
Courtney, what do you have?
Oh, I stole that fresh meat's insulin.
That's other level.
And it's also not going to help us
break into this cabinet.
Oh yeah, it fuels my hate fire.
I'm going to find out that glucose hording bitch's name
right now.
Gotta give it credit, it's pretty sturdy.
If you don't get out of the building,
the building will collapse, and you will die.
That is a fact.
I'm not making this up, Jacob.
I lost a friend in '96.
A school collapsed on him.
Sarah, Deborah.
Come on, guys, I keep counting you
as one person, leave some space.
No can do, Shaw.
I'm her therapy.
Besides natural disasters get me turned on.
That's so cool.
You're cool.
James, Kent Seydek.
Here.
There he is, yeah, Kent, my guy.
How are ya buddy?
Ease up on the tickle punches, bro.
You're so funny, man.
Yo, football toss.
You and me, pronto.
I keep one on me just in case.
No thanks, man, I'm good.
Haha, you're hilarious man.
Alright, go long.
I'm just kidding, you're good there.
I'm gonna take a TO.
Get the ringing out of my head.
Make it stop.
Siri, if you can turn on during my first gyno appointment,
you can turn on now.
Great Scott, I did it.
I have 1%, 1%.
Courtney, give me that phone.
That was insane in the membrane.
Totally.
Dakota, I scratched your face.
I know, I'm bleeding bad.
You kicked me right in the clavicle.
I did, I really did.
What about Dakota, he titty twisted me.
Me, too.
I titty twisted all y'all bitches.
All for nothing, the screen's so messed up
you can't even see it.
Kent Seydek?
How many times do you want to take my attendance?
Oh, you noticed, present.
Hey, I can't find you on Twitter, bro bro.
Add me, my handle's BernadetteLover68.
Big penis for life.
Did you add met yet?
And if anybody wants to follow me on Twitter,
it's at
No.
Okay.
I wish that teacher from my eighth grade science class
was here.
Who?
I forget his name, but he always carried around
that weird Swiss Army knife.
He could probably open that cabinet.
I used to have nightmares about knife stranger man.
So I can only use spoons.
Ew, I totally know who you're talking about.
He used to give me melted fudgesicles.
Ew.
What was his name?
Did we call him Mr. Butt?
We called him Bum, it rhymed with
Blum, oh my god, I can't believe we just cracked that one.
We don't need phones.
Look at what we just did, plus plenty of old people
lived a long, long time without them.
We're better off, you know.
All that matters is that we're here, together, connecting
in real life.
My horoscope was right.
You know, I don't want to poke Mr. Zap on Facebook,
I want to poke him in his butt book.
If I hide behind my phone, I just have
a virtual relationship, and I've already done
the whole catfish thing.
If my phone stays locked away, they'll never
be able to track me or find out where I live
or force me to put the lotion on my skin.
Yeah, you guys were so right.
I'm finally starting to heal from the breakup,
you know.
I haven't been so clingy, and I haven't stolen
Alec's panties in over a week,
and then bam!
That diabetic bitch just instagramed,
and it totally reset.
I don't need Snapchat to flirt.
If Kent Seydek wants to show me something,
he can just do it in person or in my person.
I'm on fire.
Kent Seydek?
Jesus, still here.
Who you snapping at, turtle?
Oh, your sister.
Whoa, that's a really weird Australian joke, man.
Joke?
Yeah, dude, it's like a yo momma joke
but just wrong.
Oh yeah, good one, Kent.
My sister, bro, and I'm poking a go at your mom.
Yeah, cool, man, Janet's the best.
That's a good one.
Who's Janet?
Did you guys say Pokemon?
I party.
Stay put, I'm gonna grab my tablet.
Screw Instagram.
I don't need to check in on fresh meat.
I'm gonna go all yellow pages on her ass.
I'm gonna find her home address, knock on her door,
befriend her mother, have her make me
some delicious oatmeal.
DM, more like directly massage me.
Yeah, no more Friendster.
I mean, yeah, I don't need Facebook friends
because she's my friend.
I don't wanna Vine Mr. Zap, I want to take him
to the movies and buy him Red Vines.
I wish there was water.
True.
Finally, I'm in that bitch's room.
I'm gonna swap out her bedspread just to mentally
mess her up, and that's when things get really crazy.
Courtney, I think you lost a lot of blood.
You should sit down.
I do feel dizzy.
I hope you're all celebrating voting me in a new member.
Stan.
How did you get the door open?
A screwdriver isn't just Imogen's mom's favorite drink.
Besides, this isn't the only gift I bear, see.
A new member can be very advantageous.
You'll never be a Cup o' Brayer.
Alright, then I guess you don't need these keys
to the cabinet that I stole from Mr. Shaw's
pretty tight khakis.
Alright, then, ta-ta, enjoy yourselves.
Stan, hold on.
Yeah, after careful consideration, we've actually
rethought your candidacy, and you're now in media club.
Good for you, welcome to the club.
I can't do it.
I was planning on infiltrating the media club,
but god, I hate you.
I hate you all so much.
But why?
I am the editor and chief of the Brayer Bulletin,
the newspaper.
We have a newspaper?
Yes, you idiots.
I have been forced to work out of a closet.
I have literally never seen a newspaper.
I hid a camera in here.
I'm going to show Principal Slacks the tape.
He'll see that once and for all that the Brayer Bulletin
deserves this room.
Oh, thank god.
I thought I'd never get to catch a Bulbasaur.
By the way, you all missed attendance
during the evacuation.
That means you get detention, detention, detention, det...
I don't even go here, Mr. Shaw.
Detention!
Bye, Mr. Shaw.
Bye.
Phones.
Imogen, I'm taking your phone.
You snooze, you lose.
Mr. Zap unblocked me.
That idiot checked into Hot Topic.
Did your Mounds melt in your mouth?
Because mine did because I got a hot tongue.
Hot tongue?
Oh my god, I'm dead.
Saving to diddle vault.
Do you shop at Hot Topic?
Cool, me neither.
Found it.
You're so strong.
Well, enjoy your room.
While it lasts.
Great, just what we need.
Another authority figure's attention on how
little we do in here.
Imogen, stick your fingers hill and shine,
didn't know you had it in you.
I can't lose this place.
It's the one thing that makes public school bearable.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to delete myself
off the interweb, thank you.
Maybe your horoscope was right, we did need
to disconnect to connect.
I didn't know this was possible,
but I feel hella closer to you guys.
Come on, guys, I love you.
We're all gonna die.
If you just take a look at this, you will see
that the Bulletin deserves the Brayer lair.
The media club, they're garbage, and you can smell it
from the halls.
You will smell the garbage right through this video.
No!
No, No!
♪ Earthquake on the floor like a fault line.
♪ Don't stop, keep moving to the bass line.
♪ Everybody move fast and pulse
♪ Hands up in the air like you're outlaws
♪ Earthquake make you shake, shake, shake, shake