[Nicole squeals]
- Paul: You ready, son?
- Paddy: You ready to smell it, man?
[all start making panicked noises and screaming]
Fuck that shit!
[panicked wailing and screaming]
[retching noises]
- Paul: We have to eat 'em.
[can hissing upon releasing air]
[gagging]
[gagging and coughing]
- Oisín: How does it smell?
- Laura: My God, it smells so [beep] bad.
- Davey: It smells like nothing,
but death, like rancid death.
-Nicole: Feces and rotting fish,
multiplied by a million.
- Donal: Smells gray. Is that possible? It smells gray, Oisín.
[Laura imitating crying sounds]
Laura: I love fish. I love fish so much.
You've ruined fish for me!
- Davey: Like this is banned on airplanes,
you can bring guns on some airplanes.
- Paddy: How do I even do this?
- Paul: It still has, like its fins on. They'd stab you, man!
- Shannon: [nervous laughter]
No, why am I laughing?
- Davey: Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God...
- Donal: Eh, looks -- looks like dead fish.
Honestly, if I could be perfectly honest,
it looks like dead fish.
- Laura: Do fish-
[bleep]
...have [bleep]s, like, is this what a fish [bleep] is?
- Paddy: I'm gonna --
[gagging]
- Nicole: Why? Why Sweden? Why would you do this?
- Donal: Alright.
- Paul: Just have to swallow it, isn't it?
[metal fork clinks]
- Nicole: As you're bringing it closer to your face,
the smell is getting...
Stronger.
- Shannon: No, okay come on. [slap]
Oh shit, sorry. Okay. Sorry okay?
- Paul: I'm gonna do it, I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna do it.
- Shannon: Yeah. Women can do what a man could do.
Okay, right.
[fork tines clink]
Oh my God, oh my God, no.
Is that a scale?
Is there bone in this?
Okay.
- Nicole: I have --
- Shannon: Oh, my god.
It tastes like mashed potato now. Why? I don't know.
- Paul: [coughing]
What was that? [laughs]
- Donal: Just eat it like a gangsta.
That's what I am, a gangsta.
[harsh coughing and retching]
- Paul: I'm out, I'm out, I'm out.
- Nicole: Okay, we got vomit.
- Donal: The trick is to forget that you're living.
They would've laughed at me, they said,
"Oh, You'll be the first to get sick, hahaha."
I'll get sick later, actually.
- Shannon: That actually tasted like mashed potato there for a moment.
And I don't know why.
- Nicole: Okay.
I ate it.
I vomited,
but I ate it.
- Davey: It's just nothing but -- tastes like shite and salt.
- Shannon: Like you could taste the scales
like breaking into little pieces and everything
and all the flesh just, like,
separating and going into like real mushy --
Oh, no.
- Nicole: No, that actually didn't taste as bad
as it smells.
- Paddy: That -- how do they -- how do they eat that?
as a -- as a -- as a
like --
- Donal: Alright, last piece.
Can I have some more?
I'm actually alright. Please don't,
please, please don't give me any more.
OG Gangster.
I must have, like, Swedish heritage or something.
I really like IKEA.