Subtitles section Play video Print subtitles [sad music] [all crying softly] - She looks so perfect. - Yeah, you'd barely even know her intestines were splattered all over the asphalt. - They did a great job packing them all back in. - Mads, you'll always be one of us. Just because you're dead doesn't mean I won't stop busting your balls. - That's exactly why you should stop. - Lori, have some respect. Now she just looks stupid! [crying continues] - He's right. I can't go half mustache. - Mads, you--you're-- - I'm a ghost, bitches. [all screaming] [playful music] - [man singing] This is America Land of dreams Everyone can climb higher - [women singing] Not you, though You're stuck here 'Cause you're a part-timer, yeah - [man singing] You can do anything - [woman singing] As long as it's not hard - [man singing] And you can go anywhere - [woman singing] As soon as you get a car - [man singing] You're gonna be a huge success - [woman singing] Come on, that's not who you are - [man singing] You're a part-timer cursed With full-time dreams And this low-paying job is as bad as it seems Bad as it seems What the [bleep] are you doing here? Whoa What the [bleep] are you doing here? Oh~ Seriously, dude? - Like, what the [bleep]? Part Timers Season II - Episode 20 [all screaming] - Guys, guys, why are we screaming? - Ghost Mads and her brain from hell are standing right there! - I don't see anything. [all shouting] - She's waving at you. - Oh, my God. [whispering] I can't see dead people. - Mads, if only you just fell off the building and not also got ran over. Oh, why, oh, why does Pork E. Pine's have to be next to a car wash? - Pete, don't worry. Dying really wasn't all that bad. You know that feeling of peeing in a wet suit-- warm, cozy, you know you shouldn't be doing it, but it feels so good? all: Oh, yeah, - It does feel really nice. - That's dying, in a nutshell. Plus, now I have a supernatural power. [magical tone] all: Aah! - Wait. That's it? You're a ghost and all you can do is make us do the wave? - I'm working on it. - Yeah, I got to say, that's pretty lame. I was expecting way more than that. - You know what else is lame? Having a nice death and ending up back at Pork E. Pine's. - If it's any consolation, I'm glad you're here. - Thanks, Pete. - Can someone keep Dinger up to speed? - Lost cause. - You know, being stuck at my part-time job was not my idea of the afterlife. It wasn't even my idea of life-life. - Maybe you're here because you have some unfinished business. - Yeah, was there anything you wanted to do while you were alive and didn't have a chance? - [scoffs] Ah. Duh. I never had sex with Pete. all: Oh! - You want me to release your soul into all eternity using only my penis? - Well, not only. Ever heard of foreplay? - I've never even had sex with a living woman. This is too much pressure. - Pete, calm down. It's a totally natural rite of passage. - "Natural"? It's necrophilia. - No, no, no, that's if you had sex with my corpse. This is totally different. What we're talking about is ghost sex with a ghost vagina. It would be like having sex with a Jacuzzi jet. - [sighs] Mads, I'm a virgin. I've had relations with my fair share of Jacuzzi jets... but I just can't. I'm sorry. [sighs] - [sighs] Ella. [magical tones] - Where's Mads? - Don't tell him. - Food counter. - Okay. - I need you to help me seduce Pete. - Uh, no. Sorry. I'm not having another threesome. If I learned one thing from the commune, it's that you always want to stick with an even number. - Did I get her? I think I got her. - Keep trying, buddy. - Damn it. - No, I don't want a threesome. I just need some simple seduction advice. How can I make myself irresistible to Pete? - Oh, easy. Just talk about the sex moves you're gonna do to him. It'll make him less nervous. - Okay. Well, I know one. - Mm, lay it on me. - Okay, well, he's on top... - Oh. - And I'm on the bottom. - Yeah. - And then we make eye contact. - Oh, so you like it like a nun? - [sighs] This is why I need your help. I need one of your signature moves. - Okay, in your situation, I'd probably go with a move I invented called "the ouija board." I won't go into too many details, but let me just say, you'll be light as a feather. He'll be stiff as a board. - [laughs] Oh. I get it. - Ah, do you? - Actually, no. I need details. - Okay, so it starts with, you lay a piece of plywood... [vacuum whirring loudly] [continues indistinctly] Slap him! Slap him! Slap him! [continues indistinctly] Fear in his eyes! [continues indistinctly] And if you didn't mush the banana, you can eat it afterwards. - Hmm. - I got her. I got her, right? [magical tone] Aah! Aah! [both laughing] [magical tone] - Hey. - Oh! Oh! God! - I know you're nervous about... you know. But I talked to Ella, and she taught me a move that will take it to a whole other level. - Yeah, um, I've been thinking. It's not really the lovemaking that I'm nervous about. - It's not? - No. It's pretty much all I've been thinking about since I met you. It's just that... if we have sex and you move on... I won't ever see you again. - But if we don't, I'll be trapped at Pork E. Pine's for the rest of eternity. - That seems fun, right? You can be, like, my ghost girlfriend. - Pete, could you imagine being trapped here forever? It makes me want to kill myself, and I'm already dead. If you love me, you'll bone me... and set me free. - Okay. We'll do it. - Oh! Thanks, Pete! Meet me in the staff room. I'm gonna go grab a banana. [magical tone] He said yes! - Aah! Aw. I'm so happy for you. [sighs] So I guess this is it for reals, huh? Promise me you'll haunt my dreams. - If that's how it works, then, yes. I'm still figuring it out. - [sighs] Rest in peace. I love you. - I love you too. - Guys! Come say bye to Mads! She's about to ghost-bust a nut! Who you gonna call? - Ghostbust-nutters! [chuckles] Ow. - Mads, I'm really gonna miss you. You were the best at cleaning up gum off the bottom of tables. - Aw, thanks. I thought nobody noticed. - Mads, I know we haven't always gotten along. - Is that it? - Yeah. - Ian, I can always count on you to underwhelm. - Aw. You're underwhelm-come. - [crying] - Lori, it'll be okay. - No, it won't. You're the only employee who actually did her job. [sniffles] - Mads, I'm really gonna miss you. Hey, guys... I can feel her. - Nope. - Damn it. - Dinger, I really want to say that I'll miss you the most. But I'd be lying? [all shouting] - Roasted! - [laughing] Good one, Mads. - Oh, you heard her. What'd she say? - God damn it. -Um-hum - Oh. Ow! I don't think you know your supernatural strength. - Shut up and ghost-French-kiss me. I can't wait to haunt Little Pete. Oh, I was wrong-- Big Pete. - Okay, just... - Here... - I got this. - Okay. - Whew. I can't believe this is gonna happen. Oh, it's finally happening. [both moan] [groans] It happened. - What? - Did it... happen for you? - No. - Oh. - Believe me, you'll know when it does. Besides, I'm pretty sure I'm stuck here until that happens. So want to try again? - Okay. I think I'm in. - Right, but you have to keep going. - Okay. [groans] Oh, no. - Pete. - Sorry. This time, I'm gonna wait until you're ready. - Okay. - Whoa! What you doing, Pete? - Dinger, get out! [groans] Oh, man. - Pete, don't you dare. - I got this. Don't worry. Alabama, Alaska, Arizona, Arkansas, California, Colorado, Connecticut... Connecticut! Connecticut! - Delaware! [indistinct conversation] - Oh. I think that means she did it. - Good-bye, Mads. - Good luck organizing that big closet in the sky. - [chuckles] - This one's to you. - Guys! Guys! I did it! - All right! - There you go! - You know, I think this makes you a permanent member of the Part-Timers Club. - A member? He should be president. Sex with you literally made a woman see God. - Guys, it was awesome. Although no one ever told me that part of sex was having your body turn ice cold from the inside out. I think my junk has frostbite. - Uh, yeah, I think that only happens during human-ghost sex. - I really am gonna miss her, though. You guys think she'll visit?