07k: Shia LaBeouf / My Morning Jacket
[FADE IN on the ends of two electric wires as a spark jumps between them. CUT among various shots of pontoon planes, hands tinkering with materials, and exploding buildings.]
The dildo in Merrill's backpack was a gadget for his buddy!
He's totally hetero, and gets all kinds of poontang!
Thank God my son won't burn in Hell!
[CUT to MacGruber and his son, Merrill, standing against footage of flames.]
[CUT to angel dust production lab at night. SUPERIMPOSE caption, "Angel Dust Production Lab." CUT to a sign marked "A.D.P.L. Control Room" as sirens wail.]
Merrill: [struggling with locked door] MacGruber! The door's padlocked from the outside!
Vicky: There's more, Macgruber -- this C4 explosive is set to blow in twenty seconds!
MacGruber: Calm down, we are gonna be ju -- [ looks across the room ] What is he doing here?
[ Scott enters the scene ]
Merrill: You guys remember Scott, right?
MacGruber: Yeah... I do.
Merrill: Dad, Scott is merely a platonic friend. [ Scott rubs his finger over Merrill's clothes ] Scott, stop tickling me!
MacGruber: Do we really need Scott here?
Merrill: Relax, okay? [ nudges Vicky's breast ] Vicky and I are still very much an item.
MacGruber: [ unconvinced ] Really?
Merrill: In fact, I'm having a really hard time concentrating right now... because all I keep thinking about is her chest... and her fanny... and her... womb.
MacGruber: [ smiles sarcastically ] Oh. That sounds very convincing.
Merrill: What do I have to do to prove it to you -- kiss her?
MacGruber: Yeah! I do want to see you kiss her!
Merrill: Fine. [ turns to Scott ] Scott, you be Vicky for a second --
MacGruber: No, no, no, no!! Let's let Vicky be Vicky.
[ Scott shrugs ]
Merrill: Fine. [ to Vicky ] Come here, you. [ Vicky pats her hair expectantly ] This going to be really romantic.
[ Merrill closes his lips onto Vicky's, then spews vomit on her face at the moment of impact ]
[CUT to the production lab exploding and spewing smoke everywhere.]
[FADE to black over applause.]