The password is "baguettes".

The plot revolves around how Kyrie is tired of playing second fiddle to the ancient Shaolin masters, and requests a trade.

Now they are associated with the least likable athlete father!

Nuclear Boogaloo

IN ROD WE TRUST

Now hear me out, but what if Kennedy had assassinated Oswald? Eh?

Damn straight!

That's… that's not a plus.

Which inept basketball team are you speaking of?

Make rocket go now!

Anyway, today they would remake it as The Big Netflix and Chill.

Maybe The Big Chill?

Silly, I always bring a towel during space travel.

…and don't give me this "first reality show" crap. For fucks sake.

Man, I don't know if Leo has the right… what's that stuff?

Staples Center? This show could have filled Staples Center?

The password was "baguette".

Where's Whovian when you need him?

Whatever you say, "Wade"…

That guy? He's such a douchebag.