Season 2 Premiere! | Foursome S2 | Episode 1

Season 2 Premiere! | Foursome S2 | Episode 1

October 27, 2019 100 By Stanley Isaacs


(chiming) – [Andie] Last
season on Foursome. You learned that a foursome
doesn’t always involve sex. Okay, my group of
friends, it kind of does. There’s Imogen. We’re next door
neighbors and this is her first year of public school. She’s adjusting. Courtney, my
brother’s girlfriend. She shouldn’t even be here. She graduated last year but
can’t seem to stay away. Dakota. His advice is top notch, and he’s the gayest
straight shooter at Brayer. And Andie, me. Together we make up my foursome. Without my group I’d have to
battle my big brother Alec. – Check in time, little sister. – [Andie] Who makes
dating impossible. – [Alec] Get off my sister! But luckily I have
my squad helping me break out of my
little sister shell. And I think it worked, because even Josh,
my forever crush, started seeing me differently. He even kissed me. – I can’t. You’re my best
friend’s little sister. I’m sorry. – [Andie] But through
it all, bad boyfriends, epic parties, and heartbreak,
we became closer than ever. This semester is about to
get a lot more interesting. (upbeat music) That girl, the one
who got ignored, avoided, and sister-zoned,
she no longer exists. Andie Fixler, new and improved. That’s right. The rest of the
semester you’re going to be seeing an Andie
full of confidence. An Andie who knows
what she wants, and most importantly,
an Andie who is completely over that pussy Josh. (lips smacking) – I told you Andie,
it’s never gonna happen. – [Andie] Like I was saying, this is going to be
the semester of Andie. (lips smacking) – Whoa, hey, you’re my best
friend’s little sister. I can’t. – [Andie] Remember,
you’re cool Andie. Fun Andie. Confident Andie. – I choose Alec. – What? – But not in a gay way. – No, what? – Hey Andie. You good? (sniffing) – Sorry Andie, I just can’t. You good? ♪ Alec, Alec, Alec – He’s the best. – Come here, little sister. – Alec? (laughing) – You good?
(sniffing) I just can’t.
– You good? – Sorry, I just can’t.
– He’s the best. (screams) (lively rock music) – Trump, nice work. Roland. Don’t worry, a lot of men can’t
figure out the female form. (chuckles) Just ask
my ex, Zach Bush. That’s if you can
get ahold of him. Josh, Greer, come on! You can swap spit
on your own time. Class is almost over. Let’s see. Fixler. Fixler? – Sorry, sorry. My alarm didn’t go off. Nightmare. – You know what my nightmare is? You, as a student. I know we moved classes,
but we’re right next door. I thought you could handle it. Clearly I gave you
too much credit. Take a seat. All right people, today’s
lesson is pheromones. – Andie if you’re
having nightmares, remember, I’m only
a window away. – All right. Pheromones are a
chemical substance that scientifically
attracts us to each other. Men are sloppy kissers
because they’re trying to sneak attack
their testosterone
into their partners. Pheromones, pheromones.
(bell rings) Pheromones are powerful
catalysts of sexual attraction. Men have four times as many
pheromones as women do. (bright chiming) – I’m a Josh pheromone,
and I am inside you. (gasps) – Miss Fixler, did
you pop a hemorrhoid? – No. I, I’ve never felt better. (bell ringing) – Dismissed. (door clicks) – Uh, Ms. Ebison, I
never got my quiz. – Oh, yeah. Um. Here it is. I used yours as a napkin. (chuckles) – There must be some mistake,
because this says 80%, that would mean I got a B. (laughing) That’s. I’ve never gotten below
a 97%, like I can’t. I cannot let my grades
drop like that, okay. Yeah, I’ll do anything,
I’ll do anything, I’ll do extra credit, but
I cannot have this happen. I cannot have this happen. – Okay, okay, no, no. My paycheck doesn’t
include this. Find a tutor and
re-take the test. – A tutor? (scoffs) Where am
I supposed to find an expert on female anatomy? (buzzing) (gasps) – What? Lace panties cause yeast
infections, I’m being proactive. Oh, that’s nice (chuckles). Woo. – Alec, hey, it’s me, again. Where have you been? Anyways, I was calling to remind
you about couples therapy. We really need it. No sex in four
days is unheard of. Please show up. If you don’t, I’ll
get really emotional. Okay, I’ll see you later. (phone beeps) – Hey caricature of a
white girl, quit pouting. A B is still a good grade. – I let myself get
tempted in public school with its parties and
its boys and its lies. I let myself get
distracted and now I am just a slightly
above-average student. I have to convince
my mom to let me go back and be home schooled. – Oh my gosh, I have
so many questions. (phone ringing) Is it Alec?
Is it Alec? Is it Alec?
Is it Alec? – Courtney. Why would I give your high
school boyfriend my digits? I don’t care if you guys
are going through something. Real talk, he’s the worst. Go to college. Life lessons by Dakota. (thumping) – You guys, I figured it out. – How to wear a face of makeup? – A home remedy for pimples? – What? No. How to get over Josh.
– How to get over Josh? – Yes. – Oh.
– Oh. – At least one of you knows me. – It’s me. – This time it’s science. There’s an actual chemical
reason why I’m still into Josh. – Chemical? Is it airborne? – No, listen. My mind knows that Josh
choosing Alec over me and dating Greer
Wayne Gacy makes him the worst possible
candidate for a suitor, but my bod still
gets the downstairs
shivers when I see him. – Andie. Guru Dakota will
always be here for you. – Is that a smock? – After completing
my holy grail, i.e. being the only
student in Brayer history to out someone in every grade, it’s made the students
non-stop PM, DM, and M & M me. And as someone who is sought
after for sexual advice, I feel like I could whip
up a solution just for you. – No thank you. I don’t need a
plan from you guys, because this time I
came up with my own. (gasping) All I need to do is get some
new pheromones into my system so my body can start
fighting off Josh’s. He’s the last person
I hooked up with, so I need some new saliva. – Let me put my saliva in you. – No, Courtney, no, stop. – Ew, Courtney.
– I won’t. – Courtney, no.
– Stop it. – We’re not having this
conversation again. – But maybe privately we could? – No, never. – What, are you gonna go lick the drinking fountain
for pheromones? I would highly
recommend against it. – No, Alec practically
lives at the fountain. So I joined a bunch
of extra-curriculars that Alec would never
be caught dead in. – Jazz band? – Chess? – Robotics? – Yes to all of that. I’ll convince all of the
sexually deprived smart kids that there is no danger
of getting caught by Alec, and whammo, I’ll suck their
spit into my throat hole. They don’t even have to
be boyfriend material. They just have to have tongues. Science. – Wow. That is a solid plan. – I’m shocked. – Andie never has the ideas. – Backwards compliments
are still compliments. Science on three. One, two. – Three. Extra-curriculars, Andie Fixler? I mean, you barely
show up to media club. What gives? Have I made you unhappy somehow? Because I can change. People can change. – Yeah. – It’s for– – A segment? (groans) Phew. (chuckles) I was hoping
you would say that. You guys had me worried
there for a bit. Well, I can’t wait to see it. Oh, and please make
sure not to cover up the camera lens with what I
can only hope is hair gel. M’kay? Because that comes back to me. Okay. And remember, have
fun (chuckles). Later, gang. (door thuds) – Science!
(clapping) – Hello, Greer. (rhythmic music) Anybody here? (screams) – Hi. (door clicks) If you wanna get
aces in lady places, you better keep those eyes open. – I can’t shut them. – Good. Now, before we get started,
I hate everything about you. – What? (garbled speaking) Oh, no.
(smacking) Ow! (exhales) Oh my god, is this
really necessary? – Sit.
(Smacking) Now. Let’s explore that
tampon tunnel. (groans) – Thank you both for
coming to couples therapy. It’s a little hot. (dramatic music) Well, what do you kids
say we Michael Phelps it and just dive right in? Yes. Oh, just in case. – Not gonna be needing
those, so whatever. – All right. Well, you guys have
made the first, most important step, okay. Coming here, okay. And now that it shows
that you’re ready to work on your
little heart boxes, we can get to the
root of the problem. – It’s okay babe,
you can tell her. – Courtney keeps making me
do things I don’t wanna do. It’s my senior year, bro. It should be the year
of stuff I wanna do. Hot dogs, hover boards. Not this. Oh, I’m sorry, that
probably makes you want to break up with me, huh? – What? No. Why do you keep saying that? I don’t wanna break up.
– Hey, hey, hey. You said if I came you
wouldn’t get emotional. – Let’s try this, let’s
get physical, okay? Come here. – Good luck with that,
I’ve been trying for days. – This is gonna be
another exercise. – Whoa, no lady, I gotta train. – No, you guys are gonna
spend the entire day together and see if you can
respect each other, okay? Then I want you
to come back to me at the end of the
day and follow up. Would you like some mints? Wait, those aren’t
actually mints. Those are just chocolate
covered raisins with all the
chocolate sucked off. All right, go fall in
love you crazy kids. (upbeat music) – Hey. I’m Andie fixler. Got room for another queen? – I know who you are, and I’d appreciate it
if you wouldn’t stay. I really enjoy not
having a broken femur. – Don’t be another
pawn in the rumor mill. – Just because I’m not
on the football team doesn’t mean I don’t know
who your big brother is. – We could hang out tonight. – What do you want from me? – I want your pheromones. Science. I know you get it. You’re wearing a polo. Checkmate? – No, please, just give it up. – Never. I’ll just suck on
your water bottle. – It’s not mine,
that’s Chester’s. (record skipping) (upbeat guitar music) – Hello robo. – Please. I don’t want your
brother around my robots. – This could be you. (lips smacking) – I accept. (electronic music) (chiming) – [Pheromone] I’m a pheromone. (groans) Enjoy! – I did. Thank you for your service.
(claps) (sniffing)
(lively electronic music) – And this, it’s called the? – The endometrium. – Good, good. I’m surprised you’re
picking this up so quickly, seeing as the knowledge of
your own anatomy is shameful. – Yeah, well, it’s not my fault that my mom never taught
me this stuff, okay? She says privates are called
privates for a reason. – Ugh, okay, honey
bunny, bring it to mama. Listen here. My mom didn’t talk about
this stuff either, okay? I had to learn it all from
my little sister’s diary. – Really? – Yeah. – Well then how are you
supposed to know that the more that you soap your
vagina, the dirtier it gets? – I don’t know, okay, no, no. Don’t stop soaping, okay. Your natural odor
is probably soup. Anyway, odors. They come from the whole vagina. – Excuse me. (sniffs) – Come on, science. (jazzy music) – Steve. (saxophone music) Steve. I told you, I can’t, okay. Your brother. Yeah, yeah, okay, point made. (jazzy music) (vocalizing) – Beautiful. – That’s a C flat. – Hate to brag, but
I’m killing my plan. Chock full of pheromones. (record skips) – What’s a pheromone? – Alec, hi. Uh, pheromones are, chess pieces. And moves. I’m in chess club now. – Yay. – A club? – I don’t remember giving you
permission to join a club. – Remind me again, what
are you doing in here? – We’re supposed to be working
through our day together, but it’s impossible
because your brother takes nothing seriously. – Sour information. Sports, family, dabbing. All things I take
hella seriously. ‘Cause I’m a savage. – Oh yeah? Well how does not letting
me put a tampon in earlier help us work together
or become closer? – Tampons loosen your goosen. And you don’t need any help
in that department (chuckles). – Babe. – Oh. That was really
insensitive of me, huh? You probably wanna
break up with me. – It really hurts me that
you keep saying that. – What? – My feelings. You’re hurting them. – Nah (chuckles). You’re fine, right? It’s probably. – Oh my god, we need to go and
talk to our counselor again and discuss our
emotions in depth. What emotion should
we discuss first? Sadness? No, don’t do that. You are an adult. You are not participating
correctly in this experiment. (door thuds) – Are they gone? (exhales) Good. They were ruining
the vibe in here. – At least he’s not
ruining my vibes this time. Are you burning sage? Imogen’s allergic, stop. – I’m trying to. (sniffing) Does your breath smell
like canned cheese? You know, like nerd kryptonite? – No. (sniffs) Okay, yeah. But breath aside, I
think my plan’s working. – Yeah, yeah, that stuff’s
interesting now, get out. – What? Dakota, why? – I have an appointment, and
I’d rather keep it private. You know, client privilege.
(door clicks) – Guru Dakota, help me. I’m in love with my neighbor and she doesn’t even know I exist. Oh, I brought payment. My dad’s a cobbler. – Ooh, I’mma look all
John Smith in these. Duty calls. Don’t judge me. – Fine, whatever. I don’t need your stupid advice, because I already gave
myself the best advice ever. Before I go test my theory, I’m gonna go get one
last dose of science. That’s a metaphor for sex. (grunting) – Release me before she cries.
– My wrists are bleeding. This was not fun handcuffs.
– I’m this close to fisting a wood chipper, Miss
Cardigan, please, please. – Wow. I take it we’re having some
trouble with the exercise, huh? – That is an understatement. – Well maybe the exercise
isn’t the problem. Maybe it’s this relationship. – No, no, no, no, no. I mean, we have been
together for three years. We’re not gonna just
throw it all away because of a little
bump in the road. (chuckles) We still love
each other, right babe? (chuckles) I mean, like (chuckles). – You still want me
sexually, right babe? – I, uh. – We’re gonna work
this out, right babe? – Oh god. Oh god, oh god,
okay, oh god, oh god! Oh, okay.
(hammer banging) Um, I’m so sorry,
I just remembered, I gotta go tickle with the guys. – Wow.
(door thuds) I’d like to hear
more about that, you know what I’m saying?
(heavy breathing) (upbeat music) – Time.
(Beeps) Yes. (mumbles) Oh my god, I didn’t think
I could do it, but damn it. I did it. 97%. – What? I got an A. – You got an A. – I got an A. I got an A.
– You got an A. (squealing) (groaning) – Jeepers, I didn’t know I knew
this much about troll caves. – Okay, can you just
call it a vagina? – I would never. I’m going to go call my mom.
– Mm-hmm. – And I’m gonna tell
her of all the horrors that you exposed me to. And that’ll just
prove to her that home is the best place for school. – Good. – Good.
– Good. – Good.
– Good. – Good. Hey, Greer? – Yeah? – Thank you, for teaching
me what my mom wouldn’t. Bye. – Stupid bitch.
(door clicks) (cheerful music) – Whoa, breaks. – Come on, we’ve been
making out for 30 minutes. – 30 minutes? Great. Hold, please. Okay, where were we? Dude, not happening. – All right. – All right, now
let’s get sloppy, Joe. – It’s Pete. – Whatever. This one needs to
be for the win. – Get off of my sister.
(door creaks) – You promised. – I am genuinely so sorry
for what’s about to happen. – Listen, I’m gonna be
real with you, okay. It’s been a long day. And I’m excited for this. (nervous chuckling) – Andie, I checked with Dakota
to find out where you were, because I think your
brother is gonna– – Courtney, my plate’s a little
on the full side right now. – Right, yeah, I know,
that’s why I’m here. When Dakota texted and said you were in the band room I freaked, because Alec always comes
here after school to fart. The acoustics. Anyways, I realized
he was gonna catch you in the middle of plan pheromone, and I wanted to warn you, but. Am I too late? – Yeah, but you know
what, it’s all good. I feel really bad for
what’s going on out there. (flugelhorn groans) – [Pete] Ow! – I think my plan worked, and
I’m about to go test it, so. (door creaks) – Ugh, thank god. Finally, a quiet room. You know my followers
are some greedy needies. They cannot get
enough of my wisdom. Mama needs a a break. – Well Mom, Mom! Mom, I can’t hear. Okay, let me just move
further into the band room. – Imogen, what are you doing? – Oh, hi. I usually get really
good reception in here. I think it’s your
phones blocking mine. Can you guys leave? My mom and I have
our 3 o’clock gab. – Well this room is
supes multi-purposed. – Your turn, little sister. – I have to go, Mom. – What, are you gonna shove
a flugelhorn up my butt now? – Maybe. Don’t change the subject. What are you doing
in my fartatorium letting that jazz boy
play your mouth flute? – Fartatorium. Creative and gross (chuckles). – This is unreal. You know, I actually thought. No, of course not. So stupid. – What? – I thought that I
could have one day where I didn’t have
to deal with you. One day where I could just be a normal sophomore girl. One day where I
could forget that I had the world’s
worst big brother. – What? No. I’m the greatest– – I’m all grown up now. And you’re either gonna
need to get on board, or get out of my life. Choice is yours. – [All] Ooh. (sighs) – Hey. I just got your text. What’s up? – Oh Josh, perfect. Could you just, this
is gonna sound weird, but come here for a second. – Oh, okay. Do you just want
me to stand here, or do something? – Nope. You’re good.
(smacking) See ya. – Good talk. (upbeat music) – Way to go, Andie. – Your brother sucks. – You go girl.
(locker clicks) – Um, what did we just witness? – Maybe you’re the guru. I want whatever
Kool-Aid you drinkin’. – That was incredible. Your brother is still
saying what on repeat. – Did the pheromones give you some type of inner
spidey strength? – Yeah, are you over Josh? – Let’s just say, I’m looking forward to
the rest of this semester. – [All] Yeah! ♪ Want to be free ♪ I never had the
chance to be me ♪ ‘Cause all that I
could ever could see ♪ That you’re the only
one that makes me happy ♪ I think I really
want to be free ♪ I never had the
chance to be me ♪ ‘Cause all that I could ever (cheerful flute music) – Put this dream away, Shaw. Put it away. ♪ And you’re never gonna ♪ get much that way boy ♪ ‘Cause you’re never
gonna get seen through me ♪ And you’re never gonna
get much that way boy ♪ ‘Cause you’re never
gonna get seen through me ♪ I think I really
want to be free ♪ I never had the
chance to be me ♪ ‘Cause all that I
could ever could see ♪ That you’re the only
one that makes me happy ♪ I think I really
want to be free ♪ I never had the
chance to be me ♪ ‘Cause all that I
could ever could see ♪ That you’re the only one (chiming)