CHERYL: Oh my God, that's terrible. People are really sick these days. First Trump, and now this. Okay, I'll talk to you later.

LARRY: What was that about?

CHERYL: Jeff and Susie said some guy was ranting about Jews down by the SaveMart last night. I can't believe people can still be so prejudiced. Larry, stop eating all the pretzels. We need those for the party!

LARRY: What? These are good!

[Later that evening, Larry bumps into Jeff and Susie at the SaveMart, a grocery store in Westwood]

LARRY: Hey, what's going on?

SUSIE: Did you hear? There's some sick fuck yelling about Jews outside the store.

JEFF: Yeah, he's completely crazy.

LARRY: Oh God, that's terrible. Jeff, where can I find those pretzels?

JEFF: What pretzels?

LARRY: You know, that kind that Cheryl bought here once.

SUSIE: Larry, Joseph Goebbels in on the loose in our neighborhood and all you care about are your fucking pretzels?

LARRY: They're good!

JEFF: Okay man, we've got to go. See you later.

LARRY: Sure, bye.

[Well-dressed male grocery employee approaches Larry near the frozen foods]

DEVIN: I couldn't help but overhear that you're looking for pretzels.

LARRY: Uh, yeah. They're those good ones, with the salt.

DEVIN: We have a whole aisle of pretzels over here. Let me show you.

LARRY: Okay, great.

[Awkward, uncoordinated Larry turns corner and knocks over an entire display as Devin looks on in horror]

DEVIN: Oh my God, I just finished that display! It took me three days to build that!

LARRY: Oh, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!

DEVIN: My boss is going to kill me!

LARRY: Uh, it was all my fault! He can't blame you, can he?

DEVIN: I'm going to lose my job! Now I have to stay here all night rebuilding the damn thing.

LARRY: Here, let me buy the pretzels, and I'll help you out.

[Larry and Devin partially rebuild the display as the store begins to close for the night]

LARRY: Boy, that was rough. I can't imagine doing that kind of work for very long.

DEVIN: Yeah, it totally sucks. Corporate is always making us do this kind of shit. I'm so sick of it. Damn, I just missed the bus.

LARRY: Here, let me give you a ride home.

DEVIN: Okay, great! I'm going to have to finish the display in the morning.

[The following afternoon, Larry and Cheryl return to SaveMart and see a crowd gathered out front. They enter the store and are horrified to see Devin's now completed display featuring a swastika and "FUCK JEWS" made from soda twelve-packs]

CROWD: That's him, that's the guy!

LARRY: What? No!

CHERYL: Larry, what did you do?

LARRY: No, I didn't build it, I just helped! I only built part of it!

CROWD: Get that Nazi bastard!

LARRY: No, it was Devin! It was Devin!

[Curb theme music plays as angry crowd descends upon Larry and Cheryl]

(https://xoxohth.com/thread.php?thread_id=3552621&forum_id=2#32825680)

fucking awesome

(https://xoxohth.com/thread.php?thread_id=3552621&forum_id=2#32834093)

How dare me what?

(https://xoxohth.com/thread.php?thread_id=3552621&forum_id=2#32833060)