Candy store. "The Candyman" plays as Ozzy and Bitch Boy load the fuck up on candy. Bitch Boy wheels a hand truck full of shit out as Ozzy pays. It's over six hundred dollars! Unreal.
Home. Ozzy tells Robert they bought candy for Sharon. Robert just wants to get back to his dancing. Ozzy starts loading it into the "magic drawer" as Robert just leaves. Ozzy says, "We need a pot smoker, that is certain," but it sounds like he says, "Satan." Or maybe he's saying that Robert is a pot smoker. Who knows. Ozzy then tells the cameramen a little fact about how in England they have the patch for people who are addicted to chocolate. The cameramen just shrug. Ozzy then tries to close the drawer, but it's way too full. This goes on for a while. He just can't figure it out. A maid just laughs. "I fucking hate the taste of chocolate," says Ozzy, and walks off. Salads and chocolate. He'd hate eating at my house, then.
New York. Hotel. They're ready to go. Plane. Back in Los Angeles. Bitch Boy picks them up, babbling about how the house is not the same without them. Sharon doesn't respond.
Ozzy is so happy they're back. They hug, and then Ozzy says hi to Minnie while Sharon greets the other dogs, who have no idea what's going on.
Bedroom. Ozzy tells Sharon that he and Robert have been having lots of fun. Robert smiles as Sharon says she can only imagine. Ozzy says they've been going to church, and Robert says they've been playing bingo. Then they talk about singing around the campfire, and Ozzy starts singing "Kumbaya." Man, Robert is stoned. "I love you, Daddy," says Sharon, and they hug and kiss. Not in front of Robert! Then they pipe in some Kelly and Jack fighting, and Ozzy yells, "Jack!"
Next time on…Sharon complains about the neighbors, how they play tennis all day every day and you can't sit in the garden without hearing tennis. "They need a bullocking," says Sharon. Jack says he's going to buy a paintball gun and shoot paintballs into the air and it'll land on their court. Wow, that's destructive. They're just trying to play tennis. Last week you shot fucking fireworks and had drunk trucker-cap-wearing high people screaming and jumping in the pool. You can't really complain, lady. Jack shoots the paintballs, then runs. The cops come. (And can't this TV show be used as evidence?) Ozzy says it's time they had a family feud. Then Sharon tells us Tiggy the cat didn't come home that night. She thinks it's the "bastards next door." Sharon wants to burn their house down. And that's it! See ya!