"So, T.G.I.F., am I right?" "Dude, it's 10 AM, Tuesday." "Oh, yeah." "Tuesdays ain't good for nothing." "How 'bout you, Margaret, weekend plans?" "My weekends are all booked up now." "I'm using them for studying." "I have to get serious if I want to transfer out of junior college." "When are we ever going to hang out?" "Sorry, I don't know." "Tonight's my last free night, but who ever heard of hanging out on a Tuesday?" "I should probably just study." "See ya." "Man, what's wrong with her?" "Why would you do that to yourself?" "Rigby, she needs our support!" "You heard her, Eileen." "She wants to transfer colleges." "What if we never see her again?" "Never see her again?" "Right, Mordecai?" "Yo, Mordecai!" "Mordo, buddy, are you alright?" "Guys, it's Margaret's last night of freedom!" "Let's surprise her with the biggest party of her life." "Dude, yeah!" "That's a great idea!" "T.G.I. Tuesday!" "Huh?" "She gets off work at eight tonight, so we only have a few hours." "First, let's get supplies." "T.G.I. Tuesday." "All right, they got Friday, Saturday, Sunday." "Wow, even Monday." "Aw, what?" "Nothing for Tuesday?" "!" "Hey, ladies, and Eileen." "Muscle Man, what are you doing here?" "I like to hang around here on my day's off." "You know, see where the party's at." "Yo, Jessie, where's the party at?" "For the hundredth time, I just work here." "He'll budge." "What are you lamers doing here?" "We're setting up a party for Margaret tonight." "But it's Tuesday." "Yeah-a!" "After tonight," "Tuesday is gonna be the new Friday." "That's bold, bro." "This party gets the Muscle Man seal of approval." "You chumps need help with anything?" "I bet you chumps do." "Can you make sure people hear about it?" "We need a huge turn out." "Huge is my and my mom's middle name." "I'll see you jerks tonight." "Muscle Man "Huge" Sorrenstein out!" "Great, now we just need a venue." "We'll check all the coolest clubs in town." "There's no way they're booked on a Tuesday night." "Sorry, fellas, but this base is reserved for shuffleboarding on Tuesdays." "Women's bridge night." "You understand that permanently banned is plus to Tuesdays to right?" "No!" "Ain't nobody in this town hold a party on a Tuesday." "You hear me?" "!" "Nobody!" "These burritos taste like failure." "Well, do you know what I think?" "I think they taste like hope." "There's got to be a place for Margaret's party." "Well, well, well." "Look at these slackers." "Not you, Eileen." "I don't know if you're a slacker." "Look Benson, we'll planning for something important." "Wow, sounds really important." "Yeah, so if we can postpone it..." "So you don't want the special assignment?" "Right." "You don't want to board up the old ballroom?" "Exact" "Ballroom?" "!" "Yep, the Parkside Lux." "This ballroom used to host the most elegant balls in its day." "Whoa, were they big?" "Oh, they were huge!" "Last guests trashed it, as you can see." "Nearly bankrupt the park." "I wonder who Charlene was?" "Hey Eileen, check this out." "This place is impossible to clean." "Believe me, I tried." "That's why it needs to be boarded up." "But, Benson, this place is perfect for Margaret's party." "Can we please use it?" "If you can clean it." "Awesome!" "Good luck." "You're gonna need it!" "Hey, Mordecai." "Hey, do you wanna hang out tonight?" "Yes!" "I mean, yeah, sure, sounds cool." "Awesome!" "Meet at the old ballroom at eight." "Que Interesante!" "Uh, yep." "See ya." "Que Interesante?" "!" "Ugh!" "I just told Margaret." "Muscle Man's handing out the invitations." "I hope he doesn't invite a lot of people we don't know." "Hey, completely random strangers!" "Come to this chick's party!" "All right, let's clean this place up." "But what if it really can't be cleaned?" "That was just reverse psychology." "Classic Benson." "Yeah, we'll have this cleaned up in no time." "Dude, we got to hurry up." "Margaret's almost here." "Look, man." "You're my bro." "I'm happy to help my bro." "But this place is crazy!" "It won't stay clean!" "It's messing with my head." "That banner!" "I hate you!" "Charlene!" "Enough!" "What's going on?" "!" "Evenin', fools!" "Who are you?" "I'm Johnny Emp'r'r." "And this is Cool Shadé, and my man, Daryl." "We are the guardians of this ballroom." "And y'all are disturbing the sacred ground." "What?" "Dude, we're just trying to clean it!" "They don't get it, J.E." "Yeah, this is how we like it around here." "You see, in 1985, we threw the best party ever, right here in this ballroom." "A party so fresh, we decided to leave it in this state as a monument to our partying legacy." "But we need to party here tonight!" "Absolutely not!" "Who parties on a Tuesday anyway, man?" "No class." "You guys don't understand." "After tonight, we won't get to see our friend," "Margaret for a long time." "It's really important to me––uh, I mean, us." "Trying to set up the ultimate party for your girl." "Noble." "Very well." "If you prove you can party harder than we did, which is impossible, you may use the ballroom." "Let's go crazy!" "Hit it!" "Proceed." "It's go time!" "What was that?" "Cool Shadé, school these fools!" "All right!" "Down low!" "Eileen's turn!" "Yeah!" "Go, Eileen!" "Go, Eileen!" "I've seen better moves in a funeral!" "Dude, bust out your robot!" "Prepare to witness perfection!" "Go, Mordecai!" "Sloppy, sloppy." "And now watch the Emp'r'r!" "You guys are doing the same moves over and over again!" "What?" "!" "These moves are as fresh as the decade from whence they came!" "Your 80s moves blow, man!" "Well, this partying war just turned cold." "Mr. Daryl, Mr. Cool Shadé, let's tear down this hall!" "Parkside Lux Ballroom." "Margaret's outside!" "What do we do?" "!" "Just as well, we schooling' you pretty bad!" "Yeah, your moves got no 80's effects, or hand claps, or nothin'!" "Prepare yourselves for the finishing moves!" "We're gonna die!" "Charlene?" "So no mortal has ever seen that, huh?" "No way!" "Not even Charlene?" "She was supposed to." "This party was for her, but we partyed so hard and so late, our bodies gave out before we could show her." "That's why this ballroom gotta stay this way, because she's coming back someday." "Dude, no." "She isn't coming back, because the party's gotta stop someday." "My friend Margaret knows that, and if we can't use this ballroom tonight, we may never be able to party with her again." "Hey, blue man, this girl, she sounds pretty important to you." "She is." "Then promise her something, party with her tonight." "I will." "Partying on a Tuesday!" "Ooh!" "Worthy." "Surprise!" "This is amazing!" "All these people came to wish you luck on your studies." "Thanks so much, you guys!" "Oh, it was all Mordecai's idea." "Yeah, he deserves all the credit." "Ha, yeah, well, you know, we won't be able to hang out for a while, so I just--." "Ha." "I just wanted it to be special you know." "That's sweet, but you don't need to worry." "I'm not going anywhere." "Awesome." "Par-tay!" "Man, we should have partied on Tuesday years ago." "Word."