Two best friends wearing costumes!
Toothy trying to reach for a hat.
Should have stood on something taller.
Toothy almost gets injured.
I guess they will all be fine...
A small recap from the previous part.
"Please don't hurt me..."
A new meaning to "being at war with yourself".
Flippy fights off his evil twin.
Fliqpy tries to punch the good Flippy.
The fight continues here!
A good way to describe Fliqpy's mental state; CUCKOO!
Who could he possibly be calling? Nobody would be able to save him from this mess.
Phones won't save you this time.
Fliqpy using the clock weights as a weapon.
Flippy uses an umbrella for defense.
Javelin throw, but with an umbrella.
Throw it into the wall? I would have thrown it at your attacker.
Flippy runs for his life some more.
Fliqpy chases Flippy some more.
This must be his work office.
All those hours of watching the Matrix really paid off.
Now Flippy's ready to fight back.
Fliqpy looks like he's having fun.
...into the final shoot-off. Or is it?
"I guess we're both out of ammo, Evil me."
Flippy needs those staples.
Now Fliqpy is in the lead.
Flippy is almost hatless in this shot.
Flippy will once again use an umbrella for self-defense.
Now that's a hasty getaway.
Always adjust your mirrors before a bloody battle against your evil self.
I think the coast is clear.
Flippy loses control of his jeep.
The scene where we last stopped.
Looks like he got it done just in time.
Cuddles and Toothy crushed.
Fliqpy, don't pull Flippy's ear!
They crash into a fire hydrant.
Oh great. I hope this doesn't turn into a musical.
Falcon PUNCH! (We get the joke...)
Blindness and noise-cancelling headphones are not a good combination.
Especially with Fliqpy around.
Fliqpy just keeps being thrown into walls.
This location was either lucky or unlucky for him.
I guess The Mole is too blind to notice his foot cut.
Harps are the musical equivalent of the bow and arrow. Arrow not included.
The recorders are about to fly...
I guess this is why they're called woodwind instruments.
...you'd better watch out, Flippy!
The recorders fly out the window...
...into Lifty and Shifty.
Lifty and Shifty stabbed in the neck (and belly) by the recorders that Fliqpy shot. Death: Lifty
CHAAAAARGE! Haven’t we seen this before?
The old 'using a guitar as a weapon' cliche.
"I won't let you win that easily, Evil me!"
"Ha, Good me, you missed!"
The Mole is going to throw the glass away.
"Ugh... Fine... You win..."
"Phew... That was a close call..."
The old 'falling piano' cliche.
Flippy: Oh my, w-what happended? W-Where I am?
This must've been hard to do...
"What the- WHERE DID HE GO?!"
"I've had enough of your tricks, Good me..."
"...Now get ready to die!"
"S-stay away from me, Evil me!"
Apparently he can't hallucinate reflections.
"Okay, I realize that..."
"...so I'll stop attacking myself, right?"
Fighting back in his own reflection!
"Ha ha, I'm the one taking the upper hand!"
Fliqpy punches Flippy in the face.
This calls for a fist bump...
Two powerful punches send the Flippys into the air.
Flippy slams into a garage door.
Fliqpy has more tricks up his bloody sleeve.
Nobody can take on army of Fliqpys.
Except for an army of Flippys.
The battle for good or evil is about to start.
Fliqpy with a broken jaw.
Is this a Flippy or a Fliqpy?
Hands up if you know the answer.
Can't we all just get along?
No, you can't get along with an opposite. Death:
A Flippy loses his heart. Death:
"NOOO! I don't wanna die!"
Trample accidents often end like this, trust me, it has happened in real life. Death:
Fliqpy getting his eyes bashed out by his own kind.
Looks like Good Flippy won, but he's horrified.
Something happens that would make Flippy flip out.
Which means he has to die. Death: Flippy
Chicken truck covered in Flippy blood.
Think he's chickened out now?
Just wait until he reaches KFC.
Is there a little Lumpy inside that egg?