:37 No, I take that back, I don’t get it. Why do Dr. Chin and Dr. Evil have such radically different ideas of what Irish McIrish is going to do when he gets down to the bottom of the old watering hole?
:45 Irish made it to the bottom of the shaft. There is a glowing pool here. This must be some kind of … hot tub time machine?
:47 I’m really sorry to say that Drive Shaft is the worst band ever.
:55 Thank God she finally shot that guy.
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1:10 Wow, Folksy Cop is a devil with the ladies. Looks like he hooked up with Dr. Douche’s island-self, back in the day. Well, it was a crazy time. But wait: they got it on, but then she died on the island? And now she’s real again, but married to Dr. Chin? That’s really sad. But also weird. Enough kissing now. Lost n00b wants answers.
1:22 I’m really sorry, I can’t hang with this. Getting off a sinking island I get. That is a goal that makes sense to me. But who cares if they stick the stone knob in the big hole at the bottom of the pit? Porkins and you, what’s your name, the guy who looks like a lemur: run! Irish and stabbed-Dr.-Chin … eh, you guys do what you want. But if I may, the stone knob business, it just doesn’t look like too good of an idea. You shoulda gone for the plane.
1:25 I don’t get it. All that trouble so the light could come back on in the hot tub time machine. But it was on before. So why did they turn it off? Well, OK, now it’s back on. I hope you’re happy.
1:31 Shoot, this is getting away from me. Porkins has to stay on the island? As its Foursquare mayor or whatever? With Pee-Wee Herman as his running mate? That sucks, dude.
1:33 Twelve minutes left. Hang in there man. You can do this. I am talking to myself, not Jack as he staggers out of the underbrush and onto the beach, bleeding profusely, exhausted from his knob-replacement efforts. And jeez, back on the mainland, things are taking a turn for the Christian. There’s no body in the coffin. Lo, he is risen. Oh, and right, Dr. Chin got stabbed in the side, so he’s like Jesus? Maybe? I’m slow off the mark with this stuff. I was brought up atheist.
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1:40 Waitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwait. Wait. Their real life is heaven. Or something. I think I just sprained my Donnie Darko muscle. This is like in Stardust Memories, where everybody goes to Jazz Heaven. I hope they’re not stuck in that church for all eternity. Maybe there’s a bar they can head over to later.
Now Jack’s dying on the beach. And then a polar bear leaps out of the forest! Oh, it’s just a doggie coming out to keep him company. But wait a minute God dammit, this is kind of touching. Oh, and now he sees the plane go over, so he knows the rest of them made it. No, it’s nothing, I just have something in my eye. Really. I don’t need a tissue. Leave me a lone.
Damn you! I’m slightly moved by this! Damn you all to hell!
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