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[meditative music]

♪ ♪

The ones you love...

the way they love you...

the way you love yourself.

Namaste.

Welcome to SmoothBrain's
guided meditation

for navigating this difficult
time in your relationship.

Exhale negativity.

- Ava!
- Ah!

Mario Cantone is so gay
that when he was born,

the doctor spanked him,
and he said...

Can you knock?

Why would he knock
on a baby's butt?

No, I mean, can you knock
on the door

before you barge into my room?

Oh, well, first of all, this
is my room in my house.

And this isn't just any "room."

I mean, this is the 1987 to
'92 guest suite.

I know, and it's disturbing.

I'm surrounded by photos
of you shaking hands

with literal war criminals.

Can I hide some
of these pictures?

No.
Okay, back to the roast joke.

Mario Cantone is so gay
that when he was born,

the doctor spanked him,
and he said...

Now spin around.
It's my turn.

Ha! That's good.
That's good.

Okay, I'm going to leave
the door open.

I want to air this room out.

[orchestral music]

♪ ♪

I received a call.
[device whirring loudly]

[whirring stops]

As I was saying,
the host of the...

[whirring resumes]

Badz Cicho! Badz Cicho!
[whirring stops]

[sighs]

They're Polish...
for some reason.

[chuckles]

Anyway, Danny Collins called me.

He's leaving late night.

I have been waiting over
40 years for a second chance.

This is it.

I want that chair.

Okay, full-body chills.

- Feel. Goose bumps.
- No.

Okay, I know this isn't my
world, but doesn't the network

already know
who they want to take over?

Well, normally,
that's how it works,

but right now there's
no clear successor.

Plus, everybody is still talking

about Deborah guest-hosting.

So, even though it's
a long shot,

if ever there was a moment,
this is it.

It's not going to be easy.

This network has ever hired
a woman for 11:30...

or anyone as old as me

- or, let's be honest, a blonde.
- [chuckles]

It'd be easier to get
elected president.

Should we just do that, then?

God, I'd love to get
my hands on those gardens.

But every time
I'm at the White House,

it just... I don't know...
it feels small.

Sure.

Anyway, the next few weeks
are going to be critical.

I need to be sharper and
funnier than I've ever been,

which is why Ava
has so generously agreed

to come here on her hiatus.

First up is my roast.

Jimmy, is there someone
from the network we can invite?

- Oh, yeah, I'm already on it.
- Fantastic.

More importantly,
Damien, schedule me

for a lymphatic drainage
and a Fraxel.

Ava, you need to fire
my new writers.

- Excuse me?
- Yeah, they're in her office.

They've been here for a while.
I gave them nuts.

Are you serious?

No, I can't fire them.
We know each other.

I cannot afford to have
any new enemies out there.

This'll soften the blow.

Are you being real?

No, don't... Wait, what are you
walking away for?

Hey, Jimmy, tell her...

Okej!

[loud whirring resumes]

It's like someone's making
French toast all the time.

- Yeah.
- But they're not.

Like, there's no one
in the kitchen right now,

I don't think.

Hey, hey.
What is up, my dudes?

- Ava?
- Hey.

Yep, it's your girl.

You guys enjoying Vegas or...

- I mean, yeah, it's fine.
- It's okay.

Like, it's a little weird.
I can't find vegetables.

Totally.

So I do have news...

from the big D.

Um, how do I say this?

Uh, do you guys remember
in "Ice Age 12"

when Scrat had to let
the Puffin Twins go

so they could swim
back to Puffin Island

because there was no more room
left on the iceberg?

- Are you firing us?
- No, no.

- Yes.
- What?

- Oh, my God.
- This is good for you.

I mean, you guys
don't want to be here.

- This is your fault.
- What?

- What do you mean it's my fault?
- You are deadweight.

It's why you didn't make
"Lampoon" until junior year.

- You're not funny.
- You're not funny!

You can't write a joke.

I don't understand
watching "30 Rock"

and changing one word
of a Carlock script

and being like,
I'm a professional.

Oh, my God, your obsession
with comparing me

to Robert Carlock.

- That was horrible.
- Oh, you'll get over it.

No, I will never get over it.
One of them cried.

Oh, that's good.

You know, it's the ones
who don't cry

who always bring
wrongful-termination lawsuits.

Hey, yoo-hoo.
Sorry to interrupt.

Um, I'm on the phone
with the roast producers, and...

They're on mute.
Don't worry.

They're saying
that it's really helpful

if a family member
roasts the honoree,

and they pitched DJ.

- Absolutely not.
- Or...

Kathy. Vance. Your sister.

- I'll ask DJ.
- Great.

She loves the idea.
She's freaking out.

Yes, she's going to call.

Ooh, I forgot to show you.

I had Damien make this.

It is a full-body printout

of everybody
who's doing the roast.

This way, we can concentrate

on attacking
their physical flaws.

Just want to say...
roasts are vile.

I mean, everything
about them is problematic.

The material punches down,
almost always

at the expense of women
and other marginalized groups.

It's almost fascistic when
you think about it, you know?

So I have a question for you.

What if we reinvent the roast?

Do, like,
an uplifting version of it?

I have a question for you.
What rhymes with "flat tits"?

- I'll look it up on RhymeZone.
- Great.

- Hello, Ms. Vance.
- Hi, April.

Oh, I missed you.

Is this an okay place to set up?

Yeah, it's great.

Okay...

Um, I'm not going to sit here
and pitch jokes

while you have Botox needles
in your face.

Well, too bad.

I was going to give you
ten units for free.

- Can I do my armpits?
- Please.

[light music]

Sweetie, please,
elbows off the table.

The self-tanner stains.

And put your napkin in your lap.

Mom, I'm an adult.

Here's your plain pasta
with butter.

Ooh, thank you.
[clears throat]

Okay.

- My roast.
- Mm-hmm.

The producers want to know
if you'll perform.

Now, I know that sounds
a little scary,

but think of all the D'Jewelry
you can promote

and might be a nice bonding
experience for the two of us.

Oh, right.

Yeah, what better way to bond
than let you insult me

in front of tens
of millions of people?

Tens of millions,
that'd be great.

Honey, sit up straight.
Your posture is atrocious.

Okay, yeah, I'm going to pass.

- Oh, come on.
- Nah, that sounds

like a lose-lose situation
for me,

and I just don't need that kind
of stress in my life right now.

I-I get it.
I get it.

But, honey, this is
such a big deal for me.

Is there anything
I can do to convince you?

Yes.

Come to my recovery meeting
with me tomorrow.

I'll write you a check
for $25,000.

Mom, come on.

You've never come to one
of these with me before.

And tomorrow's
a really big deal.

It's my five-year anniversary.

Please? It would really mean
a lot to me.

- Sure.
- Really?

Yeah, okay.

Oh, awesome.
Thank you.

You know what?

I think you're actually
going to enjoy yourself.

There are women there who
are 20 years younger than you

but look 30 years older.

- Ooh, that sounds fun.
- Right.

[chuckles]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter, laughter]

♪ ♪

[gasps]
Ava.

Hey. I missed you so much.
both: Ooh.

Um, I thought this was
a school fundraiser.

Girl, it is.
It's the PTA fashion show.

But why are all the women
so unbelievably hot?

Okay, horny.

Girl, this is Las Vegas.

Most of the moms here
are showgirls, acrobats,

or, like, married to a Raider.

Yeah, makes sense.

Um, are... are there...
are there kids here?

No, of course not.

This fundraiser is
for the older, rich dads

with late-in-life kids

to open up their hearts
and their wallets

so the school can finally have
a botanical garden.

Totally.

Denise.
Waist, very snatched.

Ass, very fat.

Also, I love Stephanie's
diorama on the Hoover Dam.

I learned so much.

[indistinct chatter]

Mmm.
That's, uh, quite good.

Ironically, it would pair well
with a nice dry Chablis.

[chuckles sarcastically]

That'd be super funny
if this wasn't NA.

Look who's finally made it in.

- It's Deborah Senior.
- Oh.

Mom, this is Laurie,
my therapist.

She leads group.

Oh, so you're the one
who got my little girl clean.

Well, my car insurance
owes you a gift basket.

- [laughing]
- Okay.

You crack me up.

I'm sorry I look crap.

I mean, when DJ texted
that you were coming,

I really wanted to look my best.

But my hairdresser had
a hip replacement, and I just...

I-I think it has quite
seriously affected her work.

- You look lovely.
- Oh, thank you.

Oh, DJ, you need to Zelle me

for dues
and the, um, caramel frappe.

- Mm, mm-hmm.
- Thank you.

Oh, while I remember,
which one was it?

- The five.
- That's right. I knew that.

- [chuckles]
- Your garbage is in the way.

- There we go.
- Thank you so much.

Um, normally,
I have to say, you know,

don't be scared about speaking
to the group,

but I think this time,
you are going to be just fine.

Mark, no!

Just use a plate.

Sorry, guys, I just, um...

I just got to make sure
that everybody uses a plate,

'cause if there's
lots of crumbs,

there's lots of rats,
aren't there? Loads.

Thank you.
Sorry. Bye.

She's great, right?

Y-yeah.

- Um, so I have to say something?
- Yeah, duh.

Say a couple nice words,
present me with the chip.

It's not a big deal.

[indistinct chatter continues]

Okay.

Like, tighter.
Even tighter.

Like, don't be afraid
to break a rib.

- [cell phone vibrates]
- Yeah. Yeah.

Sorry. One sec.

- Hello?
- Hi.

I need you to write
a few words for me

about how proud I am of DJ
for being five years clean.

Short, sweet,
nothing too maudlin.

Okay.
When do you need it by?

ASAP.
I'm here now.

Just text it to me.

All right, I'll send
you something in a minute.

- Who was that?
- Deborah.

She wants me to write something
for DJ's recovery group.

Mm, that's messed up.

Isn't that, like,
personal stuff?

What, she want you to write
her diary entries for her, too?

I did once write
her food journal

for "Woman's Day" magazine.

- It was pretty good.
- Ava...

look at yourself in the mirror.

You are a bad bitch, in-demand
executive producer now.

Co-producer.
It's a couple levels below.

You know that Deborah
used to treat me the same?

Expecting me to deal
blackjack at her house

on a moment's notice.

But then I had Luna,
and I said, Deborah, look,

my daughter is my number-one
priority right now.

If you want me to be somewhere,

you got to give me
at least 24 hours' notice

- to get a babysitter.
- And that worked?

No, but she did offer

to pay Luna's school tuition
here instead.

They have amazing after-school
care, so I can go whenever.

But the point is,
I did set that boundary.

And now Luna can play
the French horn.

- [chuckles softly]
- You've got to set boundaries

and keep things appropriate.

- You're right.
- Yeah.

Can you sprinkle
some of this glitter

on the top of my ass crack?

- Like, just blow on it.
- Sure.

[exhales deeply]

Dang, why is your breath so hot?

Sorry.

I am so happy to give you
this ten-year chip.

I love you.
[applause]

Thank you, Sarah.

And now, last but not least,
is Deborah

to give DJ her five-year chip.

[clears throat softly]

[sighs]

DJ...

I know sobriety has been
a difficult battle for you,

and I haven't always made
it easier.

But seeing you here
with your friends

and seeing the progress
you've made

and the resilience you've shown

over the last five years just...

- fills my heart.
- [smacks lips]

[applause]

Oh, thank you.

You know, DJ's childhood
wasn't what you'd call stable

or...

normal or even lucid.

You know, until she was seven,
she said the kitchen

was "the place where we kept
the batteries."

[laughter]

Every time she rode a bike,
she got pulled over.

[laughter]

In kindergarten, she learned
her ABCs backwards

so she could recite them
to a cop.

No, but, seriously, we're
all, uh, really proud of DJ,

and not just me... her whole
family and all her friends,

like Mario Cantone.

Speaking of Mario, by the way,
Mario Cantone is so gay...

This casino-dealer mother
to second grader Luna

is not playing the odds
with this outfit.

It's Kiki Laos.

[upbeat electronic music
playing]

[air horn blaring]

♪ ♪

- [cheers and applause]
- [laughs]

♪ ♪

Hot.

[indistinct chatter]

[chuckles]
Well, that was fun.

I should be coming
to these things more often.

Are you fucking kidding me?

All you had to do was focus
on me for just a few minutes,

but, no, you had to go
telling your shitty jokes.

- "Shitty"?
- Mom.

I have been begging you to come

to these meetings with me
for years.

This place is important to me
and to my healing.

But, of course,
the first time you show up,

you just make it
all about yourself.

Well, to be fair,
all the jokes were about you.

Oh, my God, you can't even
stop telling jokes now?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry
I didn't do therapy good,

you know,
but at least I showed up.

Well, I really wish you hadn't.

You know, I don't need this.

I came, even though this is
a very important time for me.

Well, it's a very important
time for me, too, Mom.

I'm pregnant.

Well, I wish I wasn't finding
out like this.

I wasn't supposed
to tell anybody

until after the anatomy scan,
because, technically, it's...

it's a geriatric pregnancy.

Don't you dare say
a goddamn word!

Honey, I...

Wow. It's...

Congratulations.
This is amazing.

- Come on, give me a hug.
- I'm not giving you a hug.

You know, one of the very first
thoughts I had when I found out

that I was having a baby was,

how do I protect my child
from getting fucked up by you

for shit like this?

I'm walking home.

Oh, come on,
at least take an Uber.

I'm locked out of my account!

[somber music]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

♪ ♪

- Ew!
- W-what the hell?

Why doesn't anyone here knock?

Why don't you shut
the bathroom door?

I don't have to shut
the door... it's my room.

Oh, I saw something.

What do you want?
[toilet flushes]

Well, I'll tell you what I want.

What I want is to rip my mom
a new asshole.

So my roast jokes are gold,

but what I'm struggling with
is my catchphrase.

"Catchphrase"?

Yeah, every good comedian
has a catchphrase.

Your mom doesn't.

Well, not anymore,

but she used to say,
"Put down the fork!"

- Right.
- So this is what I'm thinking.

Are you ready?

What a cunt!

Oh... Wow.

- That is strong.
- Yeah.

Um, can I hear
what else you've written?

Yeah, yeah.
Okay, um...

All right, my mom's so old,

her social security number is 2.

What a cunt!

[chuckles] Um, yeah,
that... that sounds

like it came
out of, like, a joke book.

Yeah, that's where I got it.

- Is that not allowed?
- Not really.

Hmm.

Ooh, what if I change
the number 2 to 69?

Not really the issue.

- 420?
- Yeah, we...

I don't know
any other funny numbers.

It... it's more so
the... the joke book thing.

Made me laugh.
Okay, um...

Oh, God, you're going to die.
This is so good.

Okay, my mom's always
on her phone

looking at real estate apps.

I'm like,
stop looking for houses

and start looking
for a damn grave site.

What a cunt!

Vicious.

- She's old.
- [chuckles]

Um, okay.

So I'm feeling like for you,
maybe one-liners

is not going to be, like,
necessarily the way to go.

What if you tried telling
funny stories about your mom

from, like,
real-life experiences?

Wait.

You're saying that the truth
might hurt her more.

- Yeah.
- Whatever hurts her the most.

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Okay.
You are good.

Yeah, yeah, I'm all right.

I'm pregnant.

What?
Holy shit.

- Give me a hug.
- Congrats.

Oh, my God.
Congratulations.

Oh, I'm going to be an uncle.

Yeah.
Oh, my God.

I'm really...
really feeling nauseous.

Do you have
any plain crackers in here?

- Um, yeah.
- Thank you.

- Yeah, I actually do.
- Yeah, yeah, could you hurry?

Hey.

So, just so you know,

DJ asked me to help
with her roast material.

Oh.

How is it?

It's, um...
[smacks lips, chuckles]

Have you thought about maybe
having her not do it?

- Oh, God, is it that bad?
- Yeah.

I don't want her
to embarrass herself,

especially if she's pregnant.

Congratulations, by the way.

If you're looking for a name,
Ava is beautiful...

very hot-girl vibes.

Okay.

I'll talk to her.

About the name?

About the roast.

[smooth music]

♪ ♪

[knock at door]

What do you want?

- May I come in?
- You may not.

Okay. Okay, listen,
I feel terrible,

terrible about what happened
the other night,

and I want to help you out.

I want to set you and Aidan up

with round-the-clock nanny care.

I want to hire a chef who
can come up with a meal plan

to make sure you're getting
enough folate.

And I'm going to buy some
baby toys that educate

- but also have no sound.
- Yeah.

Uh, no, thank you.
I don't need anything from you.

I'm perfectly capable
of handling this pregnancy

on my own.

I... Yeah.

Um, well, look, at least let me
help you out with the roast.

I-I know from experience
how stressful performing can be

when you're pregnant.

So I came up
with an entire set for you.

All you have to do is stand up
there and read it... easy peasy.

Oh, my God!

This is my Cornell admissions
essay all over again.

I wrote you a gorgeous essay.

News flash, Mom...
I'm stronger than you think,

and I'm going to do
the roast my way,

and I'm going to crush it.

And when I'm done doing
my roast all over you,

they're probably going to offer
me a late-night show.

I just don't want
you to get hurt.

You're the one
who's going to get hurt

when I rip you a new one.

Please, please, let's not fight.

I-I just want to support you

and my future granddaughter.

You don't know the gender yet.

Well, they say little girls
steal your beauty,

and your hair's been looking
a little bit thinner.

[screams]

[upbeat music]

[singer scatting]

I was so relieved
when we got Mario.

I know. He's going to bring
amazing energy.

Oh, wait, have you seen any
of DJ's jokes?

- How are they?
- No. I don't know.

She wouldn't send them in
for the prompter.

- Oh.
- I know.

Hello.

- Oh, hello, Ava.
- What's up?

Nice to see you, Ava.

Don't worry, Mom.
They're almost done with me.

I'm sure they're going
to need all hands on deck

- to finish you up.
- Oh, make sure

you contour her nose
and fill in those eyebrows.

She's an over-tweezer.

- [knock at door]
- Sorry to intrude,

but I couldn't wait to meet
the Deborah Vance.

- Hi, I'm Jack Danby.
- Hi.

Nice to meet a young man
with manners.

Well, it's nice to meet
a young woman with class.

Oh, please.
[both chuckle]

And I love seeing
a man who knows

- how to dress for these events.
- Thank you.

No, I'm always saying, I was
born in the wrong generation.

I-I hate athleisure wear,
and I love to drink at lunch.

[both laugh]

But, seriously, I-I-I can't
tell you what an honor it is

to share the stage with you.

You're, like, one
of my comedic idols.

So I wanted to tell you
that before I eviscerate you

on national television.

Oh, I appreciate that.

- I'll see you out there.
- Can't wait.

Now, that...

is a funny young man.

Hmm.

I don't think
I've ever heard you call

someone funny who didn't have
a chromosomal disorder.

Oh, don't talk
about yourself that way.

[chuckles wryly]

Ladies and gentlemen,
are you ready?

[cheers and applause]

- I said, are you ready?
- All right, girl.

I have to spit out my lozenge.

Damien! Damien!

Deborah Vance!

[cheers and applause]

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

Thank you very much.

Welcome.

I'm Mario Cantone.

You know, when I was asked

to be the roast master
for a trailblazing icon,

I immediately said yes.

But then a couple of days later,

they called back and said
Angela Lansbury just died,

so never mind.

Anyway, we are here

to celebrate Deborah Vance.

[cheers and applause]
Oh, yes.

So our first comedian is
the nicest guy in Hollywood,

which is what people say
when you are pretty

and you have no talent.

Please welcome Jack Danby.

[cheers and applause]

Deborah is so old, she still
calls movies the talkies.

It's not her fault, though.

You don't know what they are
if you can't get cast in them.

Deborah, you're
an important reminder

of what my future
could look like...

if I don't find
a decent plastic surgeon

and just allow a carpenter
to rebuild my face.

Deborah is so old,

she remembers when Roe and Wade
were still very good friends.

Deborah Vance is
on my personal Mount Rushmore.

And by that, I mean, I thought
she died, like, 200 years ago,

and she probably owned slaves.

Tell me, sis.
Not today. Not me.

Okay, maybe just for one night.
I'll do some light cleaning.

Deborah's jokes are so cheap,

you'd think the kids in
her QVC sweatshops make them.

Give them water!
They're working so hard!

I've never understood

why Deborah
is so huge with gay men.

You are so popular with gay men.

Never got that, and then
I met her, and I realized,

oh, she smells like poppers,

and her face looks
like a nut sack.

There you go. Are you enjoying
your evening out?

As we have all made
clear tonight,

Deborah Vance has made a lot
of mistakes in her career.

But I'm happy to bring up
her biggest mistake of all...

her daughter, DJ.

You may know DJ
from her D'Jewelry line,

which is so ugly,
she belongs in d'jail.

Everyone, please welcome
DJ Vance.

[cheers and applause]

Whoo!

[cheers and applause continues,
then fades]

Hi, I'm DJ Vance.

My mom is here tonight...

is something I could never
say at a ballet recital.

Um, a lot of people think my mom

was a negligent,
inattentive mother.

No, I'm just kidding.

My mom gave me
everything I have...

a house, an education,
crippling anxiety,

bipolar disorder,
multiple subpoenas.

What a cunt!

You know, a lot of people
don't know this,

but I was a C-section birth.

Yeah, not
for any medical reasons,

but because my mom
says, and I quote,

"I'm known for my grip."

What a cunt!

Wow.

Okay, I was wrong, really wrong.

You know, some of you
may know this,

but my mom
is always collecting antiques.

I'm like, bitch,
you are an antique.

What a cunt!

Anyway, before I go,

I do just want to say
one last thing to you, Mom.

And I have to apologize...
I know you don't like

when I get all sappy
and sentimental, but...

we've been through
a hell of a lot together.

And I know that we don't
always say this to each other,

but it's important
to me that you know

that written on my heart

will always be
those three little words...

all:
What a cunt!

[cheers and applause, whistling]

♪ ♪

Thank you so much.
Thank you.

- You were so funny.
- Stop.

- You killed it.
- Thank you.

- I'm gonna get you a drink.
- Thanks.

- DJ.
- Mm.

- You were incredible.
- Mom, that was amazing.

I have never experienced
anything like that before.

- I finally get it.
- [laughs]

What?

Why comedy was always the
most important thing to you.

You know, I spent
my whole life thinking

you were a narcissist,
but it turns out...

you're actually an addict
like me.

You're addicted
to getting laughs.

And, I mean, I can go to group
to stay sober, but you can't.

Your addiction is the group.

There's no hope for you.

Oh, my God,
I feel so much better.

Oh, good...
I think.

Um, well, anyway,
you were just amazing.

And I'm sorry
I ever underestimated you.

Thank you.

If you ever want me to go
back to group with you...

No, no, no, I'm good.

I'm sorry about the way I acted.

That's okay.

Addicts always hurt
the ones they love.

And it's completely noninvasive?

Completely.

You were on bed rest
for two weeks.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

I mean, that's huge.

And I will say, it couldn't
happen to a nicer guy.

Someone funnier, yes.

[laughter]

What are we
congratulating you on?

A Deadline article
just came out.

Danny Collins is retiring,

and apparently Jack is the
front-runner to replace him.

Is that right?

It's just a rumor right now,
so I don't know.

- What don't you know?
- Well, uh...

No, no, no, no, it's great.
It's great.

You're perfect for it.
You're generically funny.

[laughter]

Excuse us.

I guess you don't find
him funny anymore.

- Smug piece of shit.
- Ooh.

Come on, we got work to do.

♪ ♪

Good morning.

I thought you might want
your lozenge back.

Ew, no.

God, that's been in your hand.

God knows how many germs there
are in that giant ecosystem.

Perfect segue.

I'm only here
for another 86 days.

So I would love to set
some boundaries

for our working relationship.

"Boundaries"?
Okay.

I would prefer that you use
the outdoor shower.

I'm serious, okay?
This isn't the same as before.

I'm a co-producer now.

[gasps]
Ooh, la, la, a co-producer.

Oh, fine, fine.
What do you want?

Well, to start, I would like
you to stop handing me things

that have been inside your mouth

or asking me to fire people.

Fine. Deal.

I'm actually not done.

I want you to knock
before you enter my room.

I want clearer-cut set work
hours with overtime pay.

I'm not going to be writing
personal material

for you anymore.

And no more jokes
about my physical appearance.

Yeah, nothing
about my face, my hair,

you know, what I'm wearing,
what I'm eating,

and, most importantly,
the size of my hands.

Oh, come on, now,
those are grandfathered in.

I can go back to LA right now.

All right. All right.

I agree to your terms...
but on one condition.

I'm not going to your
bra lady for a fitting, okay?

My bra fits fine.

Yeah, it kind of hurts,
but that's what bras are.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

While you're here,

you make time
to work on your own stuff.

Oh.

Okay.

Deal.

Okay, cool.

So you're doing Hoda
on Monday, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.

So I feel like over the weekend,

I could probably get
some stuff together,

but I think the Carrot Top stuff

is, like, pretty timeless.

Um, but I also kind of had
the idea

that maybe we bring out some
of the old footage,

which kind of could be major,

um, just since it's already
ready and you have that video.

And, also, I think
that appeals to more

of, like, a, you know,
wider crowd.

That's something that can...
What's up, Josefina?

- Ava.
- Yeah?

Do you need me
to give your hair CPR?

Because it is limp and lifeless.

Oh, my God, are you serious?

- That is not fair.
- [laughing]

[laughing]
No workarounds.

- Also, Ava...
- No.

I have started
the Mediterranean diet,

and I am out of olive oil.

Can I use your forehead?

Oh.

- [laughing]
- That's funny.

[singer screaming]

♪ ♪

[grunts]
Come on. Huh.

♪ People, let me tell you
what my woman told me today ♪

♪ She said,
"Baby, I still love you ♪

♪ Love you
in the same old way" ♪

♪ But you got to take care
of business ♪

♪ Like you're supposed to do ♪

♪ Or I ain't got
no other choice ♪

♪ I got to replace you ♪

♪ You better listen
to me, baby ♪

♪ Hear what I say ♪

♪ If you can't TCB,
you got to TYA ♪

- ♪ Hey, hey! Come on ♪
- ♪ TCB or TYA ♪

- ♪ Got to, got to get it ♪
- ♪ TCB or TYA ♪

♪ Hear what I say ♪

♪ She done tell me
about her friend ♪

♪ Whose name is Mary Jane ♪

♪ She said that her husband ♪

♪ Buys her everything ♪

♪ I tried to make her
see the place ♪

♪ Where money
wasn't where it's at ♪

♪ She said,
"If you ain't got none, huh ♪

♪ Think you better get
your hat" ♪

♪ You better listen
to me, baby ♪

♪ Hear what I say ♪

♪ If you can't TCB ♪

♪ You got to TYA ♪

- ♪ Hey, hey! ♪
- ♪ TCB or TYA ♪

♪ You got
to tear it on down ♪

♪ TCB... ♪