Tucker, it's time to get out of bed...

We've got a long road ahead of us...

Long road?

What the heck are you joking about...Charlie.

From noon yesterday to this morning...we did it 15 times.

What are you, a stallion from somewhere?

My entire body is aching right now and I can't even straighten my waist.

We can't go anywhere today!

Hurry up and carry me! You idiot!

Un...understood...

Then you better not change back today, Tucker.

Stop spewing rubbish!

Otherwise I wouldn't be able to move with you on my back, and there's this much luggage too.

And so the two journeyed down a road full of unbridled debauchery and indiscriminate indecency...