Hi, I'm Deuce Bigalow, your man-whore for this evening.
Hi, I'm Carol-- - [Thud]- [Snoring]
I have narcolepsy. It's a sleeping disorder. It isn't the worst thing. I'm just not allowed to fly in a plane or drive a car... or work in a gun range.
- [Chuckles] Yeah.
This is such a treat. I've always wanted to try soup, but there's the fear of drowning. [Snoring]
I really had fun.
- Are you gonna be okay?
- I'll be fine.
- You sure?
[Thudding Down Stairs]