
It's almost like Charlie watched Ferris Bueller's Day Off, forgot how much he really liked his bit-part in the police station, and said to himself, "From here on out, I'm gonna pretend like I AM that guy, and live my life just like he would. Now where the hell did I put Jean's number??"
I mean, look at him -- he's become a perfect extension of that character.
That guy could put rational sentences together. He'd look at Sheen today and say, "Well, at least I'm not that fucked up."




