and he's reading a magazine about radiohead. - what's a radiohead? - you know, that band that sings that song. ♪ well, i'm a creep, i'm a weirdo ♪ - [through voice box] ♪ what am i doing here ♪ - oh, jesus, don't start singing, ned. - so the subject is a big radiohead fan, huh? [cockney accent] maybe i should come up with a lit'l scheme that involves them. - nice thinking, young hunter. - whoa. - what? - i'm looking in scott's parents' room. scott's mom's about to take off her bra. - what? give me those! holy crow, he's right, ned! mrs. tenorman's lettin' the twins out. - let me see. - radiohead... yes, of course. - dear god, they're even bigger than i ever imagined! - let me see, let me see! - here you go. wow, those were great. maybe i should go grab some beers, ned. ned, what-- are you jackin' it? - kinda. - well, stop it! - hey, what the hell are you doing out there? - oh, crap! - who's out there? - ned, for christ's sakes, stop jackin' it. - i can't. - don't think i don't see you! i know who you are, and i'm calling the police! - whoa! -