I - Look, Mr.
Schue I appreciate what you're trying to do.
But if you can't give me what I need, then I'm sorry.
I'm not gonna make a fool out of myself.
I can't keep wasting my time with Glee.
It hurts too much.
Schuesterl Figgins wants ya! But we just started rehearsals.
My hands are tied, Schue.
I need the auditorium.
Alcoholics Anonymous wants to rent it out for their afternoon meetings.
Lots of drunks in this town.
They're paying me 10 bucks a head.
If we show at Regionals, Glee stays.
If not, the bar is open in the auditorium.
What is it with you and this club? You've got only five kids.
- One of them's a cripple! - Then I guess you've got nothing to worry about.
- Fine.
- Yes! But you're running detention for free to make it up to me.
Deal.
You put your hands in the corners like this.
- Okay? - I can't do it.
I'm dyslexic.
Maybe I should just stick to towels and washcloths.
Howard, if you can't fold a fitted sheet, you cannot work at Sheets 'N' Things.
Associate return.
Go.
Make sure they have a receipt.
Someone looks beautiful today.
Hi.
- You look very handsome.
- Thank you.
- Roast beef on pumpernickel.
Your favorite.
- Ohh! - Oh, does it have mayo? - Yeah.
Will, if my diabetes comes back, I can't get pregnant.
- I - What is wrong with you? Well, I wanted to tell you that I'm gonna have to start workin' late for the next couple months.
- I'm, uh, monitoring after-school detention.
- What? I had to make a deal with Figgins so he wouldn't kill Glee Club.
But, Will, I'm on my feet four hours a day, three times a week here.
Now I have to go home and I have to cook dinner for myself? This lady wants to return these sheets.
But something tells me we've got another bed wetter.
Do you see what I have to deal with here, hmm? God, hasn't she ever heard of a diaper? Of course towels have a thread count, Mr Sheets 'N' Things! What do you do? I read catalogsl I know these things.
Anything under a 400-thread count and I could break out in impetigol It's simple to understand! William? Sandy? Hey! Well, hello.
How are things? I hear you have taken over Glee Club.
Yeah.
I hope you're not too upset.
Are you kidding? Getting out of that swirling eddy of despair best thing that ever happened to me.
Don't get me wrong.
It wasn't easy at first.
Being dismissed.
And for what I was accused of? My long-distance girlfriend in Cleveland nearly broke up with me.
Oh, God.
Don't you love a good monkey? It took me weeks to get over my nervous breakdown.
- Did they put you on medication? - Better.
Medical marijuana.
It's genius! I just tell my Dr.
Feelgood I'm having trouble sleeping and he gives me all of it I want.
I'm finding the whole system quite lucrative.
- You're a drug dealer? - Oh, yeah.
Make five times more than when I was a teacher.
I keep some for myself and then I take money baths in the rest.
Who-Who do you sell it to? You want in? Uh, no.
I tried it once in college.
But Terri and I are trying to get pregnant.
- I do my own packaging.
- Sandy, no And the first sample is free.
Come on.
You are the one coaching those tone-deaf acne factories.
You're gonna need it.
What? This looks like barf.
Okay? I have to do everything myself.
Call me.
Come on.
What's the matter with you? Scary.
Hey, Sue.
C-Can I have a sec? Sure, buddy.
Come on in.
Eew! Hey, Emma.
You got a second? - What is that? Gum? - Uh-huh.
So you want to talk to my Cheerios about joining Glee Club? Well, I need more kids Performers.