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Clips from Hung - Comedy (S01E01)

Videos 2009 Season 1, Episode 7 3 min 347 clips

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- Keep them closed. - They're closed. God, Ray.
- Your tent? - My tent.
Come on.
I should've gotten "Sylvia Plath."
This was it. No more bullshit.
It was just me and her...
"Bombed." You were bombed?
Is that what I was? Another drunk local?
What's your process like, you know, as a poet?
I don't have a set process really. I...
How long's it been avoiding you for?
When I was a child, I was really prolific.
My adolescence was so fertile.
So, what stopped the bleeding?
Come on.
Anyone home?
"Tanya Skagle, state forensics champion."
"Indelible Stench"?
And then, like...
Okay.
I followed the trail. Dirt all the way up the stairs.
- Hi, Mom. - Tanya, again with the yearbooks?
New clients.
Hi.
I thought you were a meat-and-potatoes guy.
How are you, Ray?
Yeah.
Great. Anytime.
Your mother is not the blockage, Tanya.
But now you're annoyed with me all of a sudden?
What's stopping you from opening a car wash tomorrow?
Tanya. What a surprise.
Why don't you ask him about his millions?
Jemma, hey.
Oh, no worries. Yeah.
Maybe pack a picnic.
I liked your cookies.
Oh, no, no. I say this because I was wondering...
I am not a coward.
Come on. Ray.
What kind of bed is this?
It's the pillow top.
Yeah.
Oh, honey, baby, you are beautiful.
- Oh, what a waste. - Yeah.
Oh, it is a waste, Ray.
Oh, God, I'm looking. I am seeing.
Shit, Ray.
My daughter baked these cookies.
Same fruited wings
Same chip
Oh, please, would you share it with us?
I can't compete with this shit.
Hey! Hey! Tanya!
Tanya. Tanya, what...?
- What is wrong with you? - It sucked. My poem sucks.
Maybe.
I wrote that poem when I was 14.
It sucked then, and it sucks now.
We'll just catch a later one when you get here.
- All right. - I hope this isn't the part...
This is not the outfit I wanna be found dead in.
- All right. - Why are we stopping?
Because we're here. Okay, open them.
- This is it? - This is it.
- Is this your property? - This is my property, yeah.
This is my lake. This is my yard. My house.
And my tent.
Marcel Proust?
Marcel Proust. Your tattoo.
Oh, right. Yeah.
An ugly man...
...named Floyd.
You're not ugly.
You're not real, are you?
I'm Pierce.
You're... You're unbelievable.
It felt different this time. It felt real.
... felt like such a kick in the gut.
Shit, Jemma.
Thought we were past this.
Oh, my God.
She paid you directly again? Unbelievable.
I just...
No, I don't wanna cut her off. I just don't...
I think...
- What? - I want her...
- To be a girlfriend or something? - Hey, babe?
- Can I use this eggplant? - You... Yeah.
- What? - All I know...
...is that there's something going on between us.
- Something that... - Babe, eggplant?