Duration: 50.8s

If I can get one end up on the tailgate. OK. Oh, hey, hey. Don't do that. You're gonna rupture something, man. - Hey! - Martin! Hey, killer, what's up? How you doing, little gangster, huh? - What the hell you doing here? - I warned you, man. I warned you. If you got another gig, I was gonna drop everything to be your line cook. Didn't I? This is a food truck. You're a sous-chef now. So? Food trucks don't need a sous-chef? OK, fine. You're hired. Pays nothing. - I'll take it. - Nice! - You're not gonna scare me, buddy. - Thank you so much. You must've jumped on a plane as soon as we got off the phone. Dude, when I heard your voice, I was like, "That's what I wanna do." - I'm so happy you're here. - Me too, man. - We're trying to get this in the truck. - Yeah? I need some sort of, like, lever and fulcrum. Come on, everybody. Everybody together. Come on. Holy sh... No, we can't do this. No way, not without one of us hurting ourselves. No, no, no, don't. Stop. Stop. I got it, I got it. Carl, easy.