Back to Celebrities. Dan starts laughing and says, "This is it," and starts patting his stomach, like who even cares about the stupid signal anymore, and of course Casey can't remember it either and Dan starts yelling at him and Isaac says, "I got it!" and Dan gets excited, but of course Isaac means he remembered the lyrics to that stupid song, and he starts reciting them, so maybe it is a real song. Who knows? Or cares? Everybody but Dan and I, it appears, since everybody applauds. Then Dan starts in again with the stomach-patting but still Casey doesn't get it, and Dan finally says "he's an Israeli violinist" and Casey says "Yehudi Menuhin!" so they get one lousy point before time runs out. They take a break and Casey asks to talk to Dan so they go into their office. Casey breaks the news to him about the Top 100 list and that "you're not on it." "What else is new?" says Dan. "I am on it," says Casey. Dan congratulates Casey and puts on this false "I don't care" attitude and says Casey should have been higher than 92. Casey tells him it's okay to be pissed. "Thanks for your permission," says Dan. Ouch. Casey says he's sorry and Dan says it's okay, since he was running out of plotlines to tell his therapist about. Jeremy comes in and he feels like he's interrupting something. Casey says this has to stop, "we're with you on this," blah blah, bunch of crap about solidarity or something, "it's wrong to think there are two sides on this," which Jeremy accepts. He says he just wants to sit on the couch for a bit since he's been having a "bit of a night." Dan and Casey leave to get back to the game. Casey asks if Dan's okay. Dan says he is. Casey of course wants to know if Dan meant it when he said Casey should be higher than 92. Dan says he did. Casey says if he could trade his 92 for Dan not making the list at all, he would. Aw. That was really nice. Rectangle Head's not so bad. They go back to the game as the end of show music starts playing and the camera pulls back so we can see the gang playing the game and Jeremy at the same time, who's sitting and getting all the answers: Marco Polo. Jimi Hendrix. e.e. cummings. Andy Warhol. Lenny Bruce. Henry David Thoreau. Josephine Baker. Jeremy looks really sad. Go home and watch some porn, my friend.
Next week, Jenny slaps Jeremy. Yay! More Paula Marshall!