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PERFECTLY HIDDEN | Gmod: Prop Hunt (Funny Moments)

PERFECTLY HIDDEN | Gmod: Prop Hunt (Funny Moments)


Mark: I’m incredibly stupid. Jack: I told you guys! Bob: Oh, that’s the ticket…that is the ticket…actually that’s not bad…
Jack: Oh fuck.. Jack: OH FUCK… Mark: Well, I’m not even playing right now…wait, who’s playing? Bob: That’s…this…
Wade: Uh…Jack and I are playing. Bob: This might really work out Wade. I think you’ve got a winner here. Wade: I think…I think this IS a winner. Mark: This is…like I said, there’s no way…
Bob: Oh Jack…oh my god… Mark: We’re going to be able to find ANYTHING in here…
Bob: You didn’t walk past him or anything… Bob: …but you just have no fucking chance in hell.
Jack: Yeah, WHAT THE FUCK? Wade: Really?
Bob (laughing): This place is huge! Mark: Yeah…
Wade: Oh…
(Bob continues laughing) Jack: Oh god…
Mark: But it’s open, so technically you can see a lot of it. Bob: Yeah maybe, maybe this should be acrobatic practice. Jack: Um, OK, tell me, hot- hot or cold? Bob: Uh, where *you* are…almost as cold as you can be. Jack: Okay…
Wade: I would say you’re pretty cold, but I ship it. (Bob laughs)
Mark: What?
Jack: Whaa? Mark: What does that mean?
Wade: What do you mean, “What does it mean?” Bob: He likes your ass, jack. That’s what he means. Wade: Yeah…Jack stood up for me last game.
Jack: Am I warmer?
Bob: Uh, you’re warmer than you were…warmer than you were… Bob: Uhh.. you’re getting colder again though… Wade: I saw you for a second, Jack. Mark: Oh wait, I see ’em. I see ’em.
Wade: Oh, hey Jack. (Cue Grenade)
Mark: I see ’em.
Bob: You see ’em? (BOOM) (Gun repeatedly shoots) Bob: Oh, were you moving around, Wade?
Wade: No, I CAN’T move! I’m stuck. Jack: He’s stuck, and he won’t die!
Bob: He’s gonna getcha! Wade: Jack, come in! Get in for a a ride! Pirate Jack: Yo ho ho!
Mark finally understands: OHH, “I ship it!” ohhhh! Bob: Yeah, we were trying to give you clues and stuff.
(Gun fires)
Wade: Wheeee… Jack: Are you free? Wade: You have 1 health?! Oh, you have 10% health.
Jack: I’m stuck! (laughs) Wade: I still cant believe…
(Bob Laughs)
Jack: HA!
Wade: Agh! Mark: All right, Jack…
Bob: Shoot him! Mark: Let’s not be a fool…
Wade: I just want the whole world to know that for about 20 seconds, Jack…was inside of me. (Wade ships himself with Jack, ya’ll.) Mark: Yeah, sure.
Bob: Hot.
Jack: Heh…”Yeah sure, whatever. Fuck you.” Jack: Bob, what are you doing? I hear banging. Mark: You don’t hear nothing! I’m on your team, stupid fool! Jack: Oh yeah – Mark, what are YOU doing? Mark: Nothing! Jack: Oh-kay Bob: Yay, we’re free!
Jack: We should bring back the “no sitting still” rule for like a minute or over a minute. Mark: What happens if you’re stuck? How ’bout that? Jack: Oh, then you’re fucked. Bob: You have to flail around…
Wade: Give us lots of clues. Mark: Well, it’ll probably be obvious when you find me… …but maybe not, ’cause you don’t know the map. Wade: Yeah…
Mark: But PROBABLY. Bob: Also… Bob: Is it THIS? Bob: No, that’s not this.
Wade: That’s a BOX. Bob: Also, it’s *us*. I’m awful at this. Wade: So far, other than knocked over vending machines, everything looks as it should… Bob: Uh-huh, uh-huh.
Jack: One of you just walked over me! (laughs) Bob: Huh? what?
Wade: What? Jack: Oh God, I left now, but one of you walked on top of me — literally walked ON me. Bob: Well, *that’s* not good…
Wade: Bob, the only thing *I* walked on was this scaffold-thing, so I think it must have been you. Bob: Well, I just jumped down off a ladder when he said that so he…unless he like…way — Jack: No no no, it was before that. I left. Wade: Oh, it was a little…I guess it was…Okay, so it could’ve been either one of us. Jack: I was a tiny little box and you walked on top of me. Mark: So the rule is if you’re a small object you must keep moving around, is that the thing? Jack: Yeah…well…
Wade: Yeah…
Bob: Sure. Jack: Oh, there’s a whole other section! Bob: Ah, Christ… Wade: Yeah there’s- this map is never-ending. Mark: Not a…not a WHOLE…
Bob: Mark are you in the section…are you in the section that Wade was in last time, or…
Mark: I’m in the MAIN section…
(Grenade explodes) Jack: OWW!
Bob: Wow… Mark: I SAW that!
Jack: Jesus! Scared the shit out of me! Jack: How have you not SEEN him!?
Mark: Yeah, how have you not seen me? You’re both…bunch of idiots! (Gunshots)
Mark: You’re…you’re ugly, you’re stupid… (Gunshots)
Jack: Big, fat, be-…penis-faces!
Mark: OW…Also…losers! (Gunshots)
Jack: Big anus-faces! Stup — Yeah, there you go.
Mark: You’ll never have happiness…YOU’LL NE — ugh. Wade: Oh…That didn’t stand out THAT much. I mean, I guess a little. Bob: It DID stand out once i looked at it. Jack: Yeah, he was clipping through the other one. Bob: He was the wrong kind of box and he was IN another box halfway. Wade: Oh, okay. Jack: See what I mean?
Mark: Just a little off… Jack: See what I mean? See what I mean? You got it.
Bob: All right, I got this. Wade: Nooo!
Jack: Oh, those are good sounds for us. I like this.
Mark: Wade? Did something happen? Horrible? Wade (anguished): Ohhh! it’s meshing with meee!
(Jack laughs) Jack: He’s right here.
Mark: Let me see. Let me see the horror. Wade: Where you at?
Wade: It… it wasn’t LIKE this! Wade: Things were goood…
Jack: B-…uh…near…near… Jack: Is it where YOU were? No, it’s not. Mark: Oh, I see you. I see you. Okay, hang on.
Jack: Oh god, now I’M fucking stuck in you!
Bob: Um… Wade: YES!
Jack: There we go. (Laughs)
Mark: Oh! Oh, *there* you are. Wade: Woooo!
Jack: Why did you even *attempt* that? Mark: Why- yeah, why’d you do that?
Wade: Because I wanted to drive around! Jack: OK, let’s leave him in his pain. I’mma go find Bob. Bob: Wade…did you and I have the same idea, Wade? (Laughs) Wade: Oh God…
Mark: This is gonna take a while…wait, if I charge you up with my stun baton — oh no, wait… Mark: …this is a different game mode. I don’t have that.
(Sounds of crowbar hitting Wade)
(Jack laughs) Jack: Okay…
Mark: You’re almost out! you’re almost out! you’re moving! Jack: There’s no way you’re THIS one.
(Bob laughs) Wade (to Mark): I don’t even think you’re hitting the right one! Mark: go for it! Be free!
(Gunshots)
Wade: OW! Wade: Okay, SOMEONE’S hitting the right one!
(Gunshots, Jack laughs) Jack: Is it ME?
(Gunshots)
Wade: AAAAAH! (Gunshot)
Wade: Ohhh…Marthaaaa…
Mark: THERE we go… Mark: All right! Okay… Bob: I think mine’s gonna be fine.
(Wade snickers) Mark: That doesn’t sound fine.
Jack: Yeah. Wade doesn’t have much confidence in you. Bob: it’s gonna be fine, okay?
Wade: I *think* he’s gonna be fine… Bob (singing N’SYNC’s “It’s Gonna Be Me”): “It’s gonna be ME!” Jack: “It’s gonna be ME!” (Laughs) Jack: Have we walked past you yet? Bob: I…I was moving around for a long time until I… Bob: …made it so that I cannot move around.
Wade: You’re getting pretty close to him, I’d say. Jack: Whoa, I just teleported! Jack: That’s fuckin’ weird.
Mark: It’s okay. I lag too. Wade’s crappy connection… (Bob laughs)
Wade: Yeah. my terrible Internet must
be to blame. Jack: Jesus… Bob (imitating jack): Ah, Jesus. Jack (in a thick Irish accent): JAY-zuss!
Mark: Okay, I’m trying to get a good vantage point… Bob (whispering): Oh God yes…
Jack: Have you got any clues where he is? Bob: Uh, I can see both of you currently. not that means you’re terribly close to me, but… Bob: I CAN see you.
Jack: Yeah. that doesn’t mean any-…
Mark: wait, we’re opposite sides of the map, so if you can see both of us, that means… Jack: Means you’re up top…
Mark: You’re probably… yeah, up top and… Bob: *Or* I’m clipping the wall. Mark: Let’s see… in the *last* part he mentioned there was a horse… Mark: He *must* be THE HORSE! Jack (laughing, sarcastic): There’s only one option! Mark: I’ve DEDUCED it! I’ve de-DUCED it!
Bob: I actually became the horse’s penis and I’m running around now. Wade: Oh NO! Jack: I’m gonna push the horse over the edge. Bob: Oh my God, you can move the horse? Holy Christ!
Jack: I’mma do it! I’mma do it!
Wade: Nooo!
(Jack and Bob laugh) Mark: Yeah, take that, BOB! That’s what you GET!
Bob: Horsey, nooo! Jack: Did you…is he dead now?
Bob: Horsey… Jack: Get him! Yeah, sit on his face! Teabag him!
(Mark laughs) Bob: I lifted him up when he was down…
Wade: Is this a *glue factory*?! Mark: Aaaagh…
Jack: Okay…we’re gonna need a hint. Mark: Uh, we win, right? Bob: Uh… I, um… Bob: I lift things. Mark: Ohhh…
Jack: So you- are you a forklift? Bob: I tried to be a forklift but I uh, may or
may not have succeeded. Mark: Wait – oh, found him.
(Gunshots)
Bob: Oh come on! No, wait! Hang on! Mark: Okay all right, whoa, what up? What up? What up? I’ll trust you…
Jack: Wait, wait…Wha, wha? Mark: Woah, woah, woah, don’t run, don’t run…
Bob: Wait… you got me… you
got me sincerely, but… …I really want to know if you can become this crane thing in the middle. so I want to, like… Jack: So you were just fucking lying? Bob: No, I was I was a yellow pushy dolly thingy. I- Mark, *you* know, *you* saw what I was, didn’t you? Jack: Oh yeah…
Mark: Yeah, he was a dolly. He was a dolly he switched to a bucket. Bob: I just- I freaked out when Mark found me.
Mark: Wait, do the- try to be the horse. Try to be the horse. Bob: Try to be the horse? (Bob and Wade yell) (Mark laughs)
Bob: Oh, help me!! Jack: Are you stuck?
Bob: Oh God! Jack: Wait…wait…
Wade: Stop turning!!
Bob: It’s so BAD! (Jack laughs) Wade: Nooo…
Jack: Here. Here…here, take the co — OHHHH! (Wade screams, Mark laughs)
Jack: WHAA, A LEVITATING HORSE! Jack: WHAT’S IT DO-? KILL IT! KILL IIIIT! (Gunshots, Mark screams)
Jack: KILL IIIT! (Grenade explodes, gunshots continues, Bob laughs)
Jack: AAAAAAH! IT KILLED *ME!* IT KILLED *ME!* Jack: Ohhh! That was TERRIFYING! (Bob and Mark laughing)
Jack: Jesus Christ… Mark: Please, just end my pain. (Gunshots, Jack laughs) Bob: “Kill meee…Please kill meee…”
Jack: There he goes. Were the two of you shooting him? Bob: Yes.
Mark: Yeah. Took TWO to murder. Bob: All right…
Mark: Oh! That — that’s clever, Jack! That’s clever.
Jack (close to panicking): No it’s not! No it’s not! Mark: Clever! that’s *clever.* Mark: You’re a *clever* boy!
Wade: “Clever”…Is “clever” a clue? Mark: *Clever* boy! You’re uh…you’re clever!
Wade: Are you a clever LEVER?
(Gunshots, Jack laughs) Bob: He’s a…c-LEVER…Wait a second. I have a question… Jack: What?
Bob: Oh my god, Wade… Jack: Is there a — whaaaat!?
Bob: You see what I just what I just did? Wade: How did you…
Bob: There a rope that you can…hang on…
Jack: There’s a *banana* up there! Wade: Oh my goodness…
Bob: AAH! I fell. But…
(Jack laughs) Mark: There’s a *banana* up there!
Jack: Yeah, there’s a banana! Mark: There’s a *baby* up there! Niiice!
Jack (in a vaguely Italian accent): There’s-a banana! There’s-a banana! (Jack starts laughing, grenade launches) (Grenade explodes, Jack laughs) (Mark laughs)
Wade: I SAW you, Jack! I saw movement over there! Bob: Wait, you saw him? I was like, “Oh no, I feel like he’s laughing at me”. Mark: Uh, Wade…er, Jack, that was NOT a good move. Mark: It’s time to stop, Jack! (Gunshots)
Mark: It’s time to STOP!
Jack (laughing): Yeah! (Mark laughs)
Jack: Thanks, Frank. Thanks. Bob: Hey, were you a clock? Jack: I was *then*.
Wade: He was *something,* and then I shot and blew up all the boxes, *Then* he was a clock. Jack: I was a palette. You were standing *on* me. (Wade groans)
Mark: You guys were, like, dancing on his face. It was awesome. Bob: Goddammit. Mark: Okay — Woah. What?
Jack (laughing): Hi. (Gunshot)
Jack: Hi…
Bob: Hang on, hang on, hang on… I’m just experimenting… Bob: I’m assuming it’s *me* that you’re seeing and saying “hello” to, yes, hi. Jack: What’re you DOING?
Bob: I’m experimenting. Hang on. Jack: “Experimenting”?
Bob: Oh no, there’s not one down here. Shit…hang on… Jack: Mark, are you seeing this?
Bob: let me go to the other end. Let me go to the other end. I’ll stay T-form. (Gunshot)
Jack: Oh! Sorry! Shot by accident.
Bob: Do I play this game wrong? I feel like I play this game wrong. Mark: What are you trying to do, Bob? Bob: I want to see if I can become the crane still, and I can drop down on top of it from here. Mark: I don’t *think* you can…
Jack: I highly doubt that you can
become the crane. Mark: Yeah… Bob: Egkh! (Gunshot)
Mark: “Egkh! My elbows!” Jack: OK, you can go hide again. I’ll go find Wade.
Bob: OK. I’ll go… I’ll go try to find a …spot. Mark: Someone’s up there, someone is, but… Jack: And he’s *awfully* quiet… Bob: *I’m* not awfully quiet. *You’re* awfully quiet.
(Grenade explodes)
Mark: Oh, shit. (Gunshot, Jack laughs)
Bob: Goddammit. Bob: I was —
(Gunshots, Mark and Jack laugh)
Wade: AAH! NO! AGH! Jack: So it was WADE who was in T-pose!
Mark (to Wade, laughing): I shot you right in the head execution-style! Bob: No, *I* was T-pose!
Mark: They were BOTH T-pose! Wade: So…Bob and I had the same idea to start the round? (Everyone laughs) Wade: We both went for the same thing!
Bob: Oh, is that what… Bob: Were you behind me when that happened? Is that why you said that? Wade: I was *trying* to be, and then I just dropped down and ran! (Bob laughs)
Jack: You fuckin’ assholes…
Wade: While they were is looking at you, I maneuvered around them to get to the back room!
Jack (frustrated): Agh!
(Bob laughs) Bob: Apparently we need to mix up the strategies a
little bit, Wade. Mark: Oh, wh-wha-NOOO! (Bob laughs)
Jack: Oh, come on, man! Mark: Aww…But…It’s…I…What *else* was I supposed to do? Bob: Not die like a asshole?
Jack: Ugggh…Now I’m alone!
Mark: Goddammit! (Mark groans in frustration)
Jack: I’m all alone! Mark, why?
Wade: I have a feeling the rope is going to kill a lot of us… Mark: Hey, how did that song go that I was singing earlier?
Bob: Oh my God! Can you become…this? Jack (tries to sing the song, fails): No… Mark (laughing): Yeah, I can’t remember how it went.
Jack: Shit! Bob: Were you singing The Lord of the Rings song, or were you singing something else?
Mark: No no no…it was: Mark, with Jack joining in: Aaai-aai-AAAI-oh-AI-ai-yaai…
(the start of the chorus from Enigma’s “Return to Innocence”) Jack: *There* it is! Bob: Oh. Is that that Enya song? Mark (laughing): Something like that. The Grumps, like, were doing it on their most recent episode and I just… I haven’t been able to *stop* doing it ever since then. So… Mark (singing, with Jack joining in): Aaai-aai-AAAI-oh-AI-ai-yaai… Mark: Jack, you’re gonna… (sings) Diie-iie… Jack: OHH! Nooo! Why??
Mark: Aw… (laughs) Mark: You done fucking goofed, bro. Mark: You did the same thing I tried to do. It’s hubris.
Bob: You see him, Wade, or… Mark: I don’t know how you can’t NOT see him! Jack: Jesus, guys… Wait… Bob: I don’t understand Jack: I don’t think any of them are near me. Where did all the *tiny* props go? Mark: Jack, I don’t like your disg-
(singing, with Jack joining in) -uiii-uii-UIII-oh-UI…
(Mark and Jack laugh) Bob: Oh. Hey, Buddy.
(Mark laughs, gunshots) Jack: Come on! Give me another chance! Mark wasn’t here.
Wade: Oh, is he over in the corner? Mark: Nah, nah, nah. Don’t give…No, no, no, don’t do it.
Bob: You want something? You want something? Jack: I can’t even *see* anything!
Bob: Here. Here, friend. Here. Bob: Here.
Jack: I don’t know if I can grab anything. I’m pressing “E” everywhere. Mark: Yeah, you can’t do it, Jack.
Bob: Here… here!
Wade: There’s a box right in front of you. Bob: Here — I’ll put it… I’ll put it on top of youse so yah got it… Woah, it’s inside you. Sorry. Jack: No, I can’t… I can’t change.
Mark: Yeah, just end his pain. End the suffering, end it…
Bob: I didn’t mean to penetrate you, Jack. Jack: OW!
Mark: Oh…wow. Jack: WHAT??
(Bob laughs)
Mark (laughing): What the hell happened?
Wade: You killed him with a BOX! Jack: Fuck’s sake!
(Bob continues laughing)
Mark (at a loss for words): *Wow*… Jack: I’ll survey — Oh, I see one of them! They’re tiny. Bob: Nope…
Mark: Where at?
Wade: I wanted so badly to swing on the rope… Bob: Oh, hey! (Grenade explodes, Bob screams)
Wade: …and come in like a wrecking ball but it didn’t work. Wade (realizing Bob died): Oh…
Jack (to Bob): Sorry. I had to. Bob: Goddammit. I keep trying stuff that’s not working! This map is really frustrating. Jack: I got a Lucky Ball that says “You got a
suicide bomb”. Bob: Well…
Wade: Bob, whatever you were, don’t feel bad that I lived longer than you. Bob: It’s actually not a bad spot, Wade. I don’t know if they’re ever gonna look there. Jack: Bob, I’m sorry for shooting you so quick. I get paranoid that I’m not gonna find you again and I don’t- I want to win. (Laughs) Bob: I mean I *was* a tiny little can but I, I did not intend to run around. I was trying to get on top of the shelves of…of…uh, of boxes, but you can’t get on or in those *anywhere*. Mark: Hmm…
Wade: You know, if they *do* look here, Bob, I think I blend in very well. Bob: yeah I think you’re really, uh…you’re really camouflaged. Mark: You something small or big?
Jack: We…we got it Mark? Jack: Surveying the area…Where is that Wade? Where’s that Wade?
Bob: You’ve got a good…you got a good, uh…suit of armor. You got a real thick skin. Mark: Scanning the environment…
Jack: He’s got thick skin… Bob: Think *meaner.* (Wade laughs)
Mark: Dat…dat THICK tho? Jack: “Fat?” (Bob laughs)
Mark: Oh! (pause) Aw…I saw that banana fall down and was like, “HAH!” Jack (laughs): Sorry.
Wade: Was it a THICK banana?
Bob: Yeah, you…You *get* that banana! Mark: Yeah, you *know* that banana thick. Jack: I got dat B. Mark: That’s actually funny because I went to the store, and I wasn’t gonna buy a banana, but this banana was hybrid *double* banana… (Jack laughs)
Mark: It was super…like, thick and uh, extra girthy, so I bought it… Bob: For, uh…?
Mark (clears throat): And…um, uh…that’s the end of my story!
Jack: For *practice.* Jack (as he lands): OHH!
Wade: Yeah, don’t…please, stop right there! Mark: oh wait…woah, I saw something…
Bob: You know what? You moved out to LA, you became a huge success… Bob: Then you drop that huge double banana story on us? It’s like… (Mark and Jack laugh)
Bob: I don’t even know who you *are*
anymore, man. Wade: You’ve *changed,* Markiplurr. Mark: Yeah. Uh…I…uh…That banana changed *me*… (Jack laughs)
Mark (in a strained voice) In more ways than one…
Wade: I bet it *would!* Jack: That’s a life-changing banana. Bob: Don’t talk about how girthy something is and then say…
Mark (finding wade): Oh. HI! (Gunshots)
Wade: Ow! Why!? Can’t we TALK?
Bob: Wait…wait!
the out hang on he’ll sell me out Jack: Where is he?
Bob: Wade can sell me out! Hang on — He’ll sell me out. Wade: Yeah I’ll tell — I’ll take you to Bob! Jack: Bob’s DEAD!
Mark (laughing): Bob’s dead! (Gunshots)
Bob: No I’m *not!*
Wade: Ow! Well…You *thought* Bob was dead, but… (Wade laughs)
Jack: Where ARE you?
Mark (puzzled): Why can’t I kill you?
Bob: It was all a clever trick! (Gunshot, Wade screams)
Mark: There you go!
(Bob and Mark laugh)
Jack (realising where they were): Ohhhh. Jack: Ohh.
(Gunshot)
Wade: Now do you get why I said I was as Bob would describe me? Mark: You THICK, tho… you THICK… Jack: What WAS he? Mark: He was a…
Wade (acting sad): I was a bald old man! Mark: He was a bald man with thick…something! He was d-…I mean DAMN! Jack: Aw, shiteballs… Wade: Hey, Bob, I found one. (Bob laughs)
Mark: What are you talking about? Actually, what *are* you talking about? It’s making me nervous. Wade: There’s one of them in this corner right behind you Bob. Bob: Oh, interesting.
Wade: There were boxes bouncing around all over the place. Mark: Wait, no there weren’t! Nuh-UH! Mark: Hey, look at me! Look at me!
(Jack laughs) (Grenade explodes)
Jack: FUCK it!
Bob: Got ‘im! (Bob laughs)
Mark: Dammit…I tried to distract, Jack… Jack: Ah…You *tried,* Mark.
Mark: It just didn’t work. Jack: Oooh!
Mark: I tried…Yeah. (Jack laughs)
Mark: Man…Aw man…(sniffs)…Ahh, you guys smell so good! (Jack laughs)
Mark: I lo-…I just…I love watching you guys work! Mark (laughing): It’s just an inspiration!
(Bob mutters incoherently) Jack: You’re *soda* close to him! (Mark laughs)
Bob: See, now you’re just *mixing* hints. Now you’re just…now you’re just saying *different* hints.
(Gunshot) Wade: He said “soda” again!
Jack: Well…you think so? (Gunshot, Jack and Mark laugh) Wade: What was he, Bob? Wade: Your distraction appears to be a…
Jack: Underneath the horse! Jack: There’s a Chinese, ah…delivery box.
Bob: Yeah, yeah, I *am* underneath the horse. Jack: He…he’s…
Mark (laughing): And a wheel coming up the side! (Jack, Mark, and Bob laugh, gunshots)
Wade: What? Oh! AH! (Grenade explodes)
Wade: Nooo!
Mark: Oh shit…
(Gunshots) Mark: Agh…I fucked it…I fucked it up, Jack. I fucked it up. Mark: Ah, shit…
Jack: I still see him. He’s a box. Mark: God damn it… Jack: Hi.
(Grenade explodes)
Bob: God…shit! Dammit! Bob (angrily): Why can’t you go under shit!? (Jack laughs) (Gunshots)
Mark: Can you hear the gentle humps? (Gunshots)
Wade: Yeah, and I feel the gentle bullets penetrating my rear. (Mark laughs)
Jack: He was a vending machine. Wade: I wasn’t…I…Is it the *turtle* that everyone keeps trying to grab? Mark: Yeah. The turtle’s a trap.
Jack: Yeah. It turns you into the vending machine. It’s a decoy. Wade: Yeah. Yeah, I fell right for that trap. (Gunshot) Bob: All right.
Jack: Ah God… Mark: We are *gooood* at this… Jack: Yeah, this map looks…tiny. Wade: It *is* tiny. Bob: Oh, you can go inside in, eh… in several different locations, though. Mark: Why do I seem…Why do I seem so *short* right here? Wade: I don’t know. Mark (laughing): Is that just my normal existence and I’m just not used to it here?
(Jack laughs) Jack: You’re just short?
Wade: I mean, that’s how *I’ve* always known you. (Mark laughs)
Mark: I mean, it was just, like, the way that this… Mark: …patio was built, I thought it was like —
Wade: Oh, hey, bottle! Where you going? Mark: I thought I was very short.
Jack: Nowhere. Bob: Nowhere. Nob ottle’s going nowhere, Sir. Mark: Bottles!?
Wade: Wait, did you just…did you hide in the *snow?* Jack: No! (laughs)
Wade: Or did you run *around*… Jack: No, I kept running! Mark: Oh shit, there’s a downstairs — there’s a *sewer*! Jack: Yeah. Mark: Ohh…
Wade: And there’s a bottle down here somewhere. Bob: Oh God…
Mark: Well, we’d better go in this sewer and inspect!
Wade: The bottle went down the other side… Mark: C’mon, Wade!
Jack: The sewer…the sewer loops around; you can get back out the other side, Wade. {laughs} Wade: I *know.*
(Bob gasps) Wade: And you’re right *there.* Wade: Hey, Jack.
(Bob mutters incoherently)
Bob: Oh hey…wait…I got one…
Mark: Uh-oh…uh-oh… Wade: There’s a bottle! Mark: There’s a bottle on the run!!
Wade: C’mere, Jack!!
(Gunshots, Jack screams) Jack: Aaaah, stop shootin’ me, you dicks!! (Grenade explodes)
Mark: Ahhh, we got ‘im!
Wade: Aw, Mark got you before I fired that.
Jack: What…? Jack (sounding lost): Wuh…deh…fuh…
Mark: That was a good one. That was a good one. Mark: Good job, Wade. Good job Wade. Job well done.
Wade: Yeah, that was a good find.
Jack (whining): Using grenades is not faaaair… Mark: We’ll get donuts later, Wade.
Wade: Yeah! Mark: We got one more criminal on the lose…
Jack: Oh, nice, Bob!
Bob: Right? Wade: Extra chocolatey?
Jack: NICE, Bob!
Bob: RIGHT? Wade: Bob, are you the garbage can
just on the other side of the fence? Bob: Yeah, I’m the garbage can that’s running around. That’s your clue. (Laughs) Mark: What the hell is that? What — Wade: I don’t trust Bob as far as I can throw him. Jack: You trust *me,* though! (Laughs) Bob: You can throw me…pretty far. You can throw me pretty, pretty far, you know. Wade: Throw him pretty far… Bob: If you were… if you were *strong* enough.
Wade: Are you a wiener in a bun? Jack: They’re called hot dogs, Wade. (Laughs)
Bob: Uh…probably not. You’d have to be pretty strong. Mark: Oh. Wade, we’re being made a fool of! Emergency! Emergency!
Wade: I *know*! Mark: We’re being *played*!
Jack: Let’s say Bob is very *present* in his current scenario. Wade: Oh God! There’s so many presents everywhere…
Mark: Oh God…Wait a minute. Wade — wait! Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Mark: Did we not even think about this…Wade! Hang on… Bob: You know what, I’m gonna go talk to Mandy. I’m so confident about this I’m just going to leave it… Bob: …and I’ll be back in a minute. You guys have a minute to find me.
(Jack laughs) (Gunshots) Mark: Wait…oh God…oh God! Oh NO… Jack: Um…he’s not a present. (Laughs) (Mark and Wade yell in frustration) (Jack laughs) Jack: Come on, dudes! Mark: Where? Jack: He’s in the area you’re in, Mark. Mark: Wh- (screams, grenade explodes) Jack: Nooo…He was a washer/dryer thingy! There’s a chair on top of him!
(Mark laughs) Mark (baffled): Whaat…? Jack: Bob dro-…er, Mark…WADE dropped a chair on top of him! Wade: Oh, COME ON! Jack: He’s, ah, he’s like a washer…a washer/dryer thingy. Mark: Gah…Oh my God…Is Bob still gone? (Laughs) Jack (laughing): Yeah. Wade: Yeah, Bob’s definitely still gone… (Laughs) Jack: He would have been cheering if he knew he won. Jack: It’s a pretty good spot. Bob: So we won, yeah? Jack: Yeah!
Wade: Yeah, you…
(Jack and Bob laugh) Bob: I…I literally just walked off
camera and just came back. Mark (laughing): Well…
Jack: Mark was in the same area. I told him he was in the area, he fired a grenade and died. (Laughs) (Mark and Bob laugh) Jack: Bob, where are you?
Bob: I lost him! Bob: I was in the stairwell on the side and Wade was a tiny hot dog and he got away from me. Jack: Wade, did I walk by you coming in here? Mark: Wade, go go go!
Wade: Yes, you did. Jack: Damn it!
Mark: Wade, GO! Mark: I saw you, Wade — for a split second! You passed right by me. Wade: Mark, would you like a piece of my soggy buns? (Jack laughs)
Mark: No, I’m just wallowing in desperation as I usually am. Mark: Just leave me to my own. Jack: What da fuck ARE you? Mark: Nothin’. Bob: Oh, there he is.
(Grenade explodes)
Wade: Oh nooo… Jack: Oh, I got an Easter Egg! (Laughs) (Grenade explodes)
Mark (laughing): You’ll never find ME…unless you have the *guiding light!* Wink! Wade (laughing): That is so creepy! Mark (laughing): I know right? I know! Bob: So he’s a T-pose in a dark fucking corner somewhere… Mark: Well, *that* would be a weird guess! Jack: Oh Jesus Christ! (Laughs)
(Mark laughs) Jack: He’s here! Look! (Mark laughs)
Jack: Jesus, fuck!
Bob: Oh God! That’s — Dude, with no flashlight, that’s brilliant! Mark: Yeah! Jack: Yeah! All I could see is the glint
in your eyes! Mark: I know, I was noticing that too!
Bob: No wait…Jack…Jack…Don’t watch, Jack. Mark: Wait! Hang on…wait! I have an idea!
Jack: Ok…Wait! What…what are you gonna do to — what are you going to do to Fido!? Mark: Wait — don’t kill me yet…
Jack: What are you going to do to Grandpa?? Mark: Don’t kill me yet, just…
Bob: Okay… Mark: All right, I’m cooperating…ah…ah… Jack: DOWN TO THE GROUND! DOWN TO THE GROUND! (Mark screams)
Mark: I’m so scared!
Bob: Are we American police or European police? Mark: American. Bob: Okay.. (Shoots Mark)
Wade: BOB!! (Mark laughs)
Jack (laughing): You have *guns,* don’t you? (Gunshot)
Bob: Do European police not even get guns? Jack: Nah, it’s just the…Wait…*Here* we don’t; have I don’t know about the U.K. Bob: What happens when the bad guys have guns? The police are just like, “Hey, you stop it!”?
Jack: We have… Jack: We have better gun laws than you guys do. Bob: Yeah, but still, bad guys can get guns, like, illegally, like…it’s not like, impossible for them to get guns. Jack: True…
Bob: Presumably… Wade (laughing weakly): Yeah, all they gotta do is call America. (Jack laughs)
Bob: Yeah. (Jack laughs)
Mark (laughing): Who’s behind the dumpster? Mark: Who’s behind the dumpster?
Jack: Nuh…No one! Nuttin’! Bob: Hang on…let me see if I can get in here…
Mark (laughing): Who’s behind the dumpster? Bob: Really? It’s just not going to work?
(Grenade explodes) Jack: AGGH, I was just about to MOVE! I was in the middle of moving! Fuck!
(Mark laughs) (Bob and Mark laugh) Jack: Son of a bitch… Mark (laughing): That was a clinched round! Jack: Fuck… Mark: See, *your* mistake, Jack, was being a *green* present. Anyone would have spotted that a mile away. Jack: I *had* to be thematic!
Bob: Uh, obviously. Obviously. Jack: What was I *going* to be? RED? Jack: They lost already. They just don’t know it yet. (Mark’s girly scream)
Mark: What the…!? What HAPPENED!?
(Wade laughs) Jack: See?
Bob: We just got to hang out and wait for them to kill themselves. (Gunshot)
Jack: I told you! We’re just so good,
gravity kills them! (Gunshots)
Mark: I didn’t *fall!* That’s the thing! I just walked into something else and it *killed* me! Bob: Well…well…
Mark: What the hell happened!?
(Grenade explodes) Jack: Sorry. I…I was suicidal. I was suicided.
Bob: You know, Mark… Bob: You know, Mark, lesson learned, you know? Jack: According to the game, I suicided.
Mark: What did I… Mark: What did I do WRONG? Jack: Uh…life?
(Gunshots) Mark: Aww man… (Gunshots)
Jack: Bob, you could just try and picking them up or walking into them. Bob: Yeah… (Jack laughs) (Grenade explodes)
Wade: ACK!
Jack: Ahh! (Everyone laughs)
Jack: “Draw! Everyone loses!”
Wade: The angle on my screen… Bob: Oh well. Bob: Is that you, Jack? Jack: Me? Bob: Yeah, the red present that I can see behind the dumpster moving around? Jack (playing along): Well, if it’s moving around, what do you *think*? (Laughs) Jack: Now I’m gonna have to leave! (Laughs) Mark: Naw, this is — that’s a — that’s a trick!! It’s a dirty trick! Mark: There’s something…something they’re — they’re just fucking with us! I know that for certain! Jack: How do you know? (Chuckles)
Bob: Yeah, how do you know anything really? Mark: Because it seems like…
Jack: You might be closer than you think. Mark: Uh-huh…hey…
Wade: Are you the presents on top of this car? Wade: Nope…
Bob: Ah…well, we’re not those ones, but my presence is a present. Kiss my ass. Wade: Wow…
Mark: Wow. That’s…that’s really harsh, man. Mark: You could be so much, nicer. Wade: This was a friendly game… :C Bob: I was just quoting Kanye, I thought he was cool.
Jack: I was jumping up and down and I thought somebody just saw me! Wade: I think Jack’s inside the place… Jack: I’m on a roll! (Hilarious Jack..)
Mark: Ok…? Mark: WOAH! I GOT A RPG! FUCK YOOUUUU! (Explosion. Mark dies) Oh shit. (Laughing) (Everyone continues to laugh)
Jack: Where’s your dead body? I hear a dead body. Where’s your dead body? Mark: Hmmmm… Bob: I’m also *definitely* not in the
stairwell…
Mark: Woah! (Grenade explodes, Jack laughs) What the hell?? Wait… Jack: (Laughs)
Mark: Wh-…wha-? I saw you for a
split second… Wade: Yeah, I know! I keep seeing movement!
Darkiplier: I GOT A RPG, MOTHERFUCKER! Jackaboy: Oh Jesus…Oh Jesus! (Laughs)
Darkiplier: You wanna show your face one more time!? Darkiplier: You wanna show your face AGAIN?? Jack: (Laughs)
Wade: Hey! Are you a bottle? Jack: (Laughs) Darkiplier: EH?? All right, where you at, Bob!? Darkiplier: Bob, you scared now!?
Jack: Oh…Mark was looking in the door and I just popped out and he didn’t see me at all! Darkiplier: HUH!? Darkiplier: YOU’VE HAD A RECIPE OF FUCKERY AND IT’S TIME TO REAP THE ROARS! Jack: Bob, have you been there the entire time? Bob: Yes. Wade literally just climbed in the window over me. (Jack laughs) Jack: Hmm…Ok… Mark: ♫We wish you a Merry Christmas♫, Mark: We wish you a Merry Christmas, Mark: ♫We wish you a Merry Christmas♫, (Mark singing) ♫And a Haappyyy Newww Yeeeaaar!♫
(Wade singing alone) ♫I’ll showw yoouu myyy buuutt!♫ (Grenade explodes) (Mark and Jack laugh)
(Cue Outro Music) Jack: Great climactic ending!
Mark: Ah, you almost had me! Mark: You almost had me! Jack: DAMMIT!
Wade: Yeah, you DID! (Outro) Jack: God dang it…
Santaplier: Ahhh, Merry Christmas, everyone! Jack:And a Shitty New Year.
Wade: Mark was the Christmas dildo! Mark: Ow… God damn it!! Mark: What the fuck did I hit!?
(Everyone laughs)

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100 thoughts on “PERFECTLY HIDDEN | Gmod: Prop Hunt (Funny Moments)

  1. me 3 years ago
    Me: dad am I American
    Dad: your part Irish
    Me: goes to my room I'M IRISH LIKE JACKSEPTICEYE AHHHHHHH-
    Legit I'm Irish, a lil bit

  2. 11:24 so funny thing about that bit is there’s a part where it’s ‘why are you itching your eye?’ Followed by ‘STAAAAY-YA-YAAAAAIIIIEEE~ In my EEEYIEA- eh fuck it’ and I ended up getting my first ever stye recently and I couldn’t stop thinking of that it cracks me up I can’t help it XD

  3. When Bob tries his experiment look at the bottom of Jack's screen and you can see Wade sneaking into the other section as a T pose

  4. In Australia, we have better gun laws, AND the cops have guns. And they're Aussie so you screw up you're… …. screwed?

  5. Does anyone know what grumps episode they were quoting 😂I don’t feel like combing through hundreds of videos to get to 2015

  6. First thing said in the whole video is "I'm incredibly stupid."

    I already know it's gonna be good.

  7. 18:57 my socail life in a nutshell
    18:57 my mood in a nutshell
    18:57 me waking up in a nutshell
    18:57 when you get Gucci for Christmas in a nutshell
    18:57 how girls react when I ask them out

  8. Iv watched this a THOUSAND TIMES and have only just noticed that at 9:38 if ya look like below jacks gun u see Wade run passed and throw the door at the back 😂😂😂

  9. did anyone else see Wade running into the back room as Bob was trying to become the crane from the rafters?

  10. Wade: Did u hide in the snow…
    Me: Snow he didn't!
    Also apparently Bob says bad guys instead of robbers etc.

  11. Did anyone else notice that when Bob tried to be the crane you can see wade in the back room walking past!!!😂😂😂😂 I died!!!

  12. So…that cord hanging in the bottom right corner of Jack's screen, did not look like a cord at first…lol.

  13. Thank you I have to make videos at night because there’s no time in day so I need 4 grown men screaming to keep me up thank you

  14. Feels weird that 3 years ago I would rewatch his vids every single day, and today I hardly remember him, times change, still thing these older ones are the best ones

  15. They have tazers though, don't they? I watch a few british cop shows and they never even have to pull out their batons all that often, but I presume they have tazers for emergencies?

  16. i come back here every once in a while if i don’t have anything to do, these videos are what made me happy, i know that this has nothing to do with the video but these 4 have made me happy and have kind of helped me stay alive. 🙂 thanks guys (i know this won’t be seen)

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