Bang, bang. - (Ian) SHUT UP!!!

- Looking good, cutie. Pew! Pew!

(laughs) How you doin', my man? Pew!

And what about you, bro? Pew! Pew!

(gunshot) (bro shrieks)

- What did you do?

He's f*cking dead!

- All I did was this.

(gunshot) (man groans)

- What the hell is going on?

- Quick, I need one of you guys to call for help.

- Who? - Yeah, which one of us?

- I don't care! You!

(gunshot) - OH GOD!

Don't kill me, don't kill me.

- I'm not gonna kill anyone.

I just need you to call for help because I don't have a phone.

- A what?

- A phone! (gunshot)

(thud)

- What the f*ck is going on?!

(gunshots)

(people screech)

(sigh)

- Hey, Chet.

Hey, buddy.

Why don't we all just calm ourselves

and put the guns down.

- Well, Courtney, I'd love to,

but the problem is... they're my fingers.

- Okay, then just make a fist for me.

- Okay. - (Courtney) Good.

Now the other one.

- Okay. What about my thumbs?

- I'm sure they're fine.

- Sweet! (gunshot)

(bullet ricochets)

(groan)

- Mother f*cker!

(battle cries)

- All right, this is a robbery!

Nobody move.

- They look like they're already not moving.

- Ah, they look very dead or sleepy.

- Like an after-lunch food coma.

- After lunch? It's only 10 AM.

- So, like, a brunch? - Ah, yes.

- No, no, no, no.

Brunch happens after 11 AM, dumb ass.

- (Chet thinking) This is my calling.

God has blessed me with this power to stop

my whole office from being robbed,

even though I already killed everyone here.

- Okay, okay, guys.

Can we just agree that brunch happens after 10 AM,

but before noon, okay? - Okay.

- Hey, dick heads. (chuckles)

Get ready to meet your maker.

(chuckle)

(all laugh)

- Pew, pew! Pew, pew, pew, pew!

- Stop, wait!

We're faking it. - Wait, what?

- Yeah, we were sick and tired of your finger gun bull sh*t,

so we decided to teach you a lesson.

- What about the blood and the gunshot sounds and everything?

- I bought this clicker online.

(gunshot) - And we all had fake blood packets.

- And I peed my pants just to sell it more!

(groans in disgust)

- Wait, so I didn't really kill anyone?

- No.

- Good one, guys!

(laughs)

I mean, it was f*cked up, but that's a good one.

- Gotcha! (laughter)

- Okay, can you guys just hurry up

because we really want to get to brunch.

- We're very hungry.

- Uh, it's, like, 10 AM.

- Yeah, dude, what the f*ck?

- (all) SHUT UP!

- You know what? I've had it with your American talkie talkie.

You guys are going to die now!

Chick, chick, ka-boomie!

Chick-kah-kah! Kah-boom!

Chick-kah-kah! Kah-boom!

What? Guys? It's not working! (laughter)

It's not working!

- I'm sorry, man!

- We were messing with you the whole time.

- You know, screw you guys!

Sha-boom! Sha-boom! (laughter)

- Everything is a lie!

I'm just going to end it and you'll be so sorry!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

(all) OH!

(laughter) - Noooo!

- You can try it again, but do this faster.

- Okay, okay.

(all laugh)

- Okay, okay. Who wants brunch?

- Yeah. - Yeah, sure.

- Brunch sounds very good. - That sounds nice.

- You keep doing what you are doing. - (muffled) All right.

(mumbling)

Ah. Ah, guys, I just realized what that looked like.

GROSS!

It's kind of funny, but it's gross. Ew.

Bleh.

- (Anthony) Hey, guys, thanks for subscribing.

Click that little video on the left to watch bloopers from this video and this:

- I'll make love to you

Like you want me to

- (Ian) And click the video on the right to check out our new show

on Smosh2, featuring Noah, called Put It in My Mouth.

(belches)

- Uh, that was a natto burp.

(repetitive belching)

- (Anthony) And because we're really dumb and didn't search YouTube

to see if anyone else did a video like this,

our friends at The Warp Zone did a finger guns video too

at the same office we shot in.

Check out their video by clicking the link down in the description below.