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Why did you do that, Marston?
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No, I was actually in a shisha bar and I had a couple drinks.
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You said it and I was like...
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And you thought you that brave and to challenge me.
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Marcel, are you fucking insane?
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It's a monster energy.
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Can you beat me?
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Oh Marcel, those are fighting words.
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Bro, can you beat me, yes or no?
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The answer is inequivocably yes.
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I don't think so. I absolutely can.
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I don't think so. So, bro, you can't beat me. So it's a Guinness, but a quarter Monster Energy drink.
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It's more Guinness than...
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Yeah, of course. Half it.
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I thought it was half and a half.
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Okay, everyone at home is going to be confused.
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Marcel, what did you do? I may have been drunk.
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I don't know. May have been interesting.
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Right. And we posted a picture of a drink that was a 1.25 and 3.25 Guinness.
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Called a Gonster. Called a Gonster.
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In our group chat. In our group chat.
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And in a moment...
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Of high-octane adrenaline running through my body, I challenged Tristan to a gonk throw.
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Yeah, that was stupid. Marcel, I can tell you right now it's going to end very badly for you.
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I don't know, bro.
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What do you mean you don't know? I don't know.
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What do you mean you don't know? Marcel, you're doubling down.
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This is not good. You're doubling down?
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You're doubling down. You know what?
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The camera's rolling, Marcel.
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No, seriously, Marcel. Do you remember?
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I've done this before. Oh, wow.
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Marcel, this is your one chance to back out.
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Shake the hand and apologize.
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And this is your one chance to back out in this contest.
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I'm ready when you are IT'S OVER
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IT'S OVER I go back down
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I go back down Shit. Let's go.
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Fuck it. Easy. He'll be here right tomorrow.
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Andrew, what's your take on this beef?
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Well, I don't drink. Marcel, any famous last words?
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For Tristan, you might point that camera that way.
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You better point that camera that way.
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Any last words, nigga?
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Tomorrow. There's a 99.999999% chance that you're eating that cold.
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I'm about to get some, and you know I'm putting it in the microwave.
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Is it cold? No, it's still hot for me.
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You're crazy. Did you see that the Monsters and the Guinness have been delivered?
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Oh, yeah. I saw them.
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Are you doing that tonight? No, no, no.
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We'll do it in a few days when Marcel's up to it.
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Marcel's up to the challenge. Marcel's never going to be up to the challenge.
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Oh, but he made the challenge.
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He didn't make the challenge. I do agree with you.
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Whenever Marcel's ready, He's just going to delay it until you force them to do it.
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I'm going to drink one tonight. Just drink one for fun.
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It's practice. That'll show him.
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There's no way you're eating that cold.
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I stole all from yesterday. I keep seeing comments on that TC episode where you put on my glasses.
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Everyone gives me shit for my glasses, but when you put mine on, Why do you wear such dorky little glasses?
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Because they make my skinny neck look bigger.
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It keeps the focus up here and not down here, you know?
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Everyone was complimenting you.
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They said you looked like super handsome in glasses and you should wear those.
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I know. I know. I'm like Superman.
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You know how Superman puts on glasses and looks like a different person?
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I can literally look like a different person.
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I might buy some glasses.
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Become glasses man. You can't become glasses man.
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I'm glasses man. You don't.
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I'd look more like... I would look more like Clark Kent than you if I shaved my face and put on glasses.
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I can't imagine you with the shaved face and glasses.
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I look vastly different.
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But I would look like Clark Kent from Superman if I shaved my face and put on glasses.
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I feel like you're doing that just to troll me.
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I'd look more like Bailey than Bailey.
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No, you don't. I'd look more like Bailey's brother than Andrew's brother.
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I look vastly different when I shave my face.
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I look like a different human being.
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It's comical. Big Bailey, eh?
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No, no. Maybe I should shave my face, put on some glasses and call myself Big Bailey.
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No, no. Would you look like Bailey with a shaved face in glasses?
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Yeah, I'd look loads like Bailey. Would you?
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This doesn't need to be a thing.
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I'm doing it. No, don't do a thing.
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It'll be interesting side by side, I won't lie.
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Alright, we're doing it. Big Bailey, loading.
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One hour later Hey Bailey, how you doing?
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I'm Bailey I'm the new Bailey
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Hahaha.
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I told you I don't know what to say.
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I told you we're ready. Hey there, Randy.
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Shut the f*** up.
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Your neck isn't skinny. Yeah, I know.
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My neck's bigger. How come your neck's not skinny anymore?
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It's the new glasses. Well, Bailey, you look a lot better.
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I must admit, you look taller, your neck's not skinny, well done.
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Praise Jesus. No, you can't do this.
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Who the f*** is this jerk-off?
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Dunno. Who's this guy?
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Tristan shaved his beard and got skinny and small.
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Nerd. Tristan.
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I don't know what to say.
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Can you admit the beard is a massive transformation?
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I genuinely don't know what to say.
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I'm kind of speechless. I told you.
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I feel like we could look, we look similar.
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I think we do, maybe. I'm Baby's brother.
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Wait. So we have Bailey and this guy.
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I don't know who this jerk is, but this is Bailey.
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Tall, thick-necked Bailey.
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You know I'm the real Bailey because I'm smoking a cigarette.
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And we have this guy. I told you I looked younger than you.
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You just didn't know you were in your face.
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I can't get off the ground.
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But they call me the Superman lover, yeah.
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Say they call me the Superman lover, yeah.
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But something wrong.
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I'm just kidding.
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I don't understand what is even worth filming right now.
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It's three guys chilling out, cool glasses of gold skirt.
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Is Nigel joining? I am actually.
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But there's no competition.
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We just like them, so we're just chilling.
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You said that last night.
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Who is we? We is not me.
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No, it's a royal we. Stop saying we.
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You can't say we, Marcel, because you're on your what?
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Four? You are on time out.
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You're on time out. We had a deal.
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We had a deal and you fucked me over live on camp.
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I'm just saying. But you decided to take the last one.
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Which was Gonksta Mixed with Fireblood.
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You decided. I suggested it.
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You took it. I'm gonna do it.
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Gonksta Mixed. I didn't even push you to do it.
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You just said, I'm gonna do it.
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So this is Marcel's fault.
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Fine. Cheers to Marcel.
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Let's go, Gonksta. Cheers.
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Cheers myself.
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Good man.
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Don't stop, pussy.
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Tell him.
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Slacks are always late.
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It was time to finish your gongster ten seconds ago, motherfuckers.
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Guys, I might pass out in a minute.
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No, I know what that is.
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I'll go to bed. You guys don't know? I'll go to bed.
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I know what it is.
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I have a nuclear weapon.
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I don't wanna see.
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Although I've never lost a game.
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I was waiting for one of you to beat me.
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Because this is unfair advantage for me.
|
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But I'm still ready to beat you. Bring it on.
|
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So I've never lost a game, but now you're never gonna beat me ever.
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No.
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It's Hello Kitty Uno.
|
|
Now, I know you guys are scared.
|
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You're shook. I understand.
|
|
I'm born on the street. Things are different where I'm from.
|
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Things are different.
|
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You can't burn my Hello Kitty Uno.
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Thank you.
|
|
I've never lost a game with a normal card.
|
|
What chance do you stand of beating me with Hello Kitty Uno?
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What chance? Not.
|
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Not. So I understand, if you're scared of the Hello Kitty cards, just say I'm scared.
|
|
Just say I'm scared, I'll put them down with the normal cards.
|
|
Be fair. It's fine. Just say you're scared.
|
|
You look a bit scared. Are you scared?
|
|
You look a bit shook. Are you scared?
|
|
Are you scared, Marcel? Are you scared?
|
|
Because you look relieved. You look a bit shook, Marcel.
|
|
Or you want to put them into the Hello Kitty cards.
|
|
I'm coming home. Oh, so now you're drinking it.
|
|
Now the camera's on. I've been waiting on you forever to finish your gumster.
|
|
Me and Najee got fresh ones here.
|
|
And you're pretending you're...
|
|
Now the camera's on and you're drinking it, yeah?
|
|
You're just gonna act natural, right? You didn't get me.
|
|
I got him. Yeah, how does that make you feel?
|
|
How does it feel? I just found it.
|
|
How do you feel bro?
|
|
You can't feel good after that He's gone
|
|
Wasted He's gone
|
|
That was light speed He needs it
|
|
You don't know what you saw Drinking drinks at me. How do you feel?
|
|
Fine. No, you don't.
|
|
Bro. You're fucked.
|
|
Wait, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up.
|
|
Oh my gosh, Flanders is getting involved.
|
|
Diddly!
|
|
I have to join you guys, don't I?
|
|
Diddly!
|
|
This is the worst house in the world.
|
|
No, drinking and videoing, yes, it is.
|
|
Ooh! That hurts!
|
|
You're getting served!
|
|
You're getting fucked!
|
|
It hurts. Look at his face.
|
|
Now you've all had a drink.
|
|
I admit. You almost got me.
|
|
If Alex does it, you got me.
|
|
Alex! Alex!
|
|
Alex! The mechanics of this house.
|
|
Nothing makes sense.
|
|
You make up shit as you go along.
|
|
Nothing makes sense. But you lost those.
|
|
See, look, you ran your mouth to me.
|
|
Now you're gonna end up drinking all night, feeling like shit tomorrow.
|
|
Let's go! Come on, let's go on.
|
|
I can do this all day.
|
|
I can do it all night.
|
|
I'm too pink. Marcel, I can see you're a little bit of a body.
|
|
Your confidence has grown.
|
|
I swear to God, I'm so close.
|
|
Let's go. Marcel, I have no pleasure in doing this anymore.
|
|
I've lost my passion for the sport.
|
|
So you want to bow out?
|
|
Why don't you just- Let's go!
|
|
Oh shit. You went a little bit too far there, Marcel.
|
|
Marcel, you are the king of making stuff up.
|
|
And if Marcel was a sentence, a catchphrase, it would be, my mouth writes checks that my ass can't catch.
|
|
If Marcel was a catchphrase, that's what Marcel would be.
|
|
Marcel, you just poked the bear.
|
|
You poked the bear.
|
|
That's your downfall.
|
|
That's your...
|
|
It's the world's ever first gum stagger I mean, it's chocolate ice cream trapped in some booze.
|
|
Mmm.
|
|
Mmm.
|
|
It's chocolate.
|
|
It's chocolate.
|
|
Mmm.
|
|
Mmm.
|
|
It's going!
|
|
I'm not saying it's going.
|
|
It's going!
|
|
It's going!
|
|
I'm not saying it's going.
|
|
Mmm.
|
|
Karpoffo!
|
|
You gotta lift the shot glass up to distract the booze.
|
|
Another guns taker? No.
|
|
Gonster? No. So you quit?
|
|
All the talk and shit that I know.
|
|
Marcel, you can't quit this early.
|
|
So you quit and I win. Marcel, you can't quit this early.
|
|
You quit and I win? The episode's just started.
|
|
Seven Gonsters in. Seven Gonsters.
|
|
You said you could only do five.
|
|
Seven Gonsters in, plus we've had some- Three of fucking- Plus you had some brandies, I've had some whiskeys, and we've had some wines, remember?
|
|
At that barbecue. You've had some brandies and whisky, so this is not- You can't quit, Marcel.
|
|
It's not his seventh drink.
|
|
We've been drinking since about 3pm.
|
|
You had two- And it is currently what time?
|
|
Uh, 2.30 in the morning.
|
|
12 hours.
|
|
Marcel's song is...
|
|
Mamaaaaaa Na na na na na
|
|
Hey!
|
|
You've got to sing it.
|
|
Marcel, keep going.
|
|
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.
|
|
That is seven.
|
|
Marcel.
|
|
This is seven.
|
|
Seven's a gold measure.
|
|
Plus we have some brandy, some whiskey, a bunch of other drinks.
|
|
We're doing alright. You do too, Marcel.
|
|
It's good about Marcel. Versus.
|
|
Yeah. Retribution. Retribution.
|
|
He's going to be inspiring.
|
|
Why are you mad at Marcel?
|
|
Oh my god!
|
|
Marcel is going there!
|
|
Marcel, what did you say? He's going there!
|
|
Yes or no? Can what?
|
|
Can you be inspiring? Marcel!
|
|
Marcel! Andrew, right now.
|
|
Andrew, right now.
|
|
Alright, after this competition, tomorrow we can spar.
|
|
No problem. Why? What the fuck you called it?
|
|
It's heavy. Gonstega.
|
|
Gonstega? I think, you know, so what you have to understand is...
|
|
So you can beat me in sparring.
|
|
More specifically, let's go down, can beat me, undefeated.
|
|
Marcel actually hasn't got a loss on his 21.
|
|
25 year friend.
|
|
Can you beat me?
|
|
Me.
|
|
Bye.
|
|
Tell the audience. Yes!
|
|
100% yes!
|
|
This might be my last drink.
|
|
Nah, myself, bro, if I'm in a bad way.
|
|
You feeling alright? No.
|
|
Nah, it's just not a bad day. I'm good.
|
|
Hey, Marcel, yeah, I'm talking about it.
|
|
Marcel, Marcel, one thing before you go, I'm just gonna tell you something.
|
|
No running away.
|
|
You have to quit now!
|
|
Quit! Say you quit!
|
|
Nice. Are you a dumbass?
|
|
I told you to go to the floor.
|
|
Lou, mate.
|
|
Chill, mate. You good.
|
|
I'm good. Did you throw up?
|
|
No. You definitely threw up.
|
|
So, do you quit?
|
|
Say I quit and shake my hand.
|
|
Marcel, we're just chilling.
|
|
It's good. Right now, it's time to give up.
|
|
Okay. Let me just say, I've tried my hardest to go full on With Tristan.
|
|
Right now when they connect, right?
|
|
I can't do that one.
|
|
I'll be honest. So I'm winning.
|
|
And you quit.
|
|
I quit. You quit.
|
|
I quit. It's always gonna be this way.
|
|
The result was decided before the game even started, Marcel.
|
|
It is what it is.
|
|
I don't know why you started this game.
|
|
I think you've got to do that as well, bro.
|
|
Marcel, pound it. Pound it.
|
|
No, I can't. I'll be honest with you, I can't.
|
|
I do not have the capacity.
|
|
What's that? So, if I win, that makes me the winner, yeah?
|
|
Yes. And you lose, correct?
|
|
Yes. That makes you...
|
|
Come on, Marcel.
|
|
Give me my two!
|
|
Yes, Marcel.
|
|
Give me my two. I'll attempt it.
|
|
You lost your motherfucking mind every day.
|
|
Come on, Marcel!
|
|
I can't lie to you, I can't do two.
|
|
Alright, so...
|
|
So, I'm the winner and you are the...
|
|
I'm the loser. Marcel!
|
|
Don't ever fucking challenge me again.
|
|
I've told you a hundred times.
|
|
I done told you once, you son of a bitch.
|
|
I'm the best there's ever been.
|
|
Till tomorrow!
|
|
Tristan, any final words?
|