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>> this is grace ryan,

Force 10 news, from high atop The annihilatrix, my microphone

Now literally a lifeline, Because if I fall, I will drop

Right into what appeared to be Drums full of superintelligent

Radioactive-waste-covered-- >> [gasp]

>> aah!

[splash] >> oh, my god. She fell.

>> awesome.

>> well...

>> aah!

[crash]

>> jetbots rule!

What?

>> you don't need To say it every time.

>> [coughing]

>> [muttering]

>> I know. I know.

Nothing hurts like a scrape, But you're being so brave.

And soon they'll fix you up With some ointment

And a nice big band-aid, right?

>> [muttering] >> yes, we'll ask if they

Have dora ones. Right?

Swipe or no swiping?

Hmm?

Nothing?

>> oh, blow it out Your cloaca, crabcakes.

>> this isn't my fault.

>> no. It's phil's fault.

>> me? How is it-- >> who built that catwalk? Hmm?

Show of nonsevered hands.

And god help you if you scrimped On the building materials.

>> [muttering] >> yes, that's

An excellent idea.

I'm going to have This pipe analyzed...

At the lab.

[ahem]

So...How are you holding up?

Mmm.

>> [muttering] >> no, I don't think

She wants to be your new mommy.

>> uh!

>> [ahem] >> [muttering]

>> shh!

>> uh...Which one of you Is mr...Face?

>> oh, no.

My son should go first.

He's got a very nasty scrape.

>> and we'd just love To treat him.

>> x-rays obviously.

Possibly an m.R.I.?

>> just as soon As you get insurance.

>> what?

>> no. That's my card there.

Mutual health.

>> yeah, we're all On the same plan.

>> well, this policy has lapsed.

>> oh, here we go.

>> phil, you shut your fat face!

Miss nurse, I shall Require a telephone.

>> the pay phone's Down the hall.

>> splendid. I'll just clatter Down there with this pipe

Jutting out of my lung.

You've been an absolute delight.

>> thank you.

>> wait. I got hurt at work.

Aren't I covered By workman's comp?

>> if your employer's current With your workman's comp

Insurance premiums.

>> [ahem] >> oh, that's no good.

[crash] >> hey! Watch it!

>> woman, I have a pipe In my lung!

Fatty!

Hope your baby's born dead!

>> I got insurance.

Can I see a doctor?

>> only if we can find a way to Treat you without helping him.

>> awesome!

>> mmm....Mmm.

>> yes, the customer-service Whoever person told me

To call this number.

>> policy number.

>> 66666666666. Hmm...

>> my name is joseph.

This call is an attempt To collect a debt.

>> a debt, yes. That's why I'm-- >> no! You do not interrupt

My speaking!

>> oh, I'm sorry.

>> no premiums paid For 6 past months!

>> it's debited automatically-- >> you must pay this debt today!

>> stop screaming at me.

>> you must not interrupt My speaking!

>> joseph, is it?

>> no! No! No! No! No!

>> oh, now just you see here.

>> terminating! Terminating!

>> I'm just trying-- >> terminating!

[click and dial tone]

>> lovely.

>> everyone, that was policy Number 66666666666.

I terminated.

>> joseph, did you first Shriek at him?

>> oh, I shrieked most horribly.

>> everyone, you will do well To take a page

From joseph's book.

>> it's in the training manual!

[whooping]

>> ah...

>> yeah, you can stop Doing that, ok?

>> ah...

>> psst!

>> look, I seriously need Some watermelon.

>> yeah, we still Don't have any.

But take a look at this.

What we've got here Is a healthy brain.

>> oh, thank god.

>> yes. Praise him.

>> I hear you.

>> ok. But here's your brain.

>> wait. Are those...Ants?

>> yeah.

>> we-- >> yeah.

>> then you transferred me To a call center in some

Flyblown corner of india To be shrieked out my a man

With an accent thicker Than blackstrap molasses!

How is that racist?

Not his skin, you halfwit.

His accent. Well, then I demand To speak to the president

Of your foul little company.

Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Yes.

And now I'm on hold again.

You would not believe The day I'm having.

>> [coughs] >> cover your mouth.

>> so these ants could start To control your actions

Or possibly drive you insane.

>> oh, my god!

>> I mean, we don't get this A lot, but I do have

A computer-generated simulation Of one possible scenario...

Wherein you become shaquilla, Queen of the lost city of ants.

That's your palace.

>> yes. Hello. Hi.

Is this the president of the Mutual health insurance company?

What do you mean "Not exactly"?

Mutual health is owned By the crews company?!

>> yes, the crews company.

Yes, the one owned By xander crews. What?

No, mr. Crews is Unavailable to you.

>> well, damn your eyes!

Where is he?

>> well, that's the $20 billion Question, isn't it? Terminating.

[beep and dial tone]

>> [coughs]

>> yes. Shut up.

>> and that's your lover arkmed.

But he's a drone.

So your love is forbidden.

>> where did you even get these?

>> everywhere.

>> what?

>> yeah.

>>well, am I going to die?

>> not according To these drawings.

>> thank you, simon.

It's good as new.

>> [muttering] >> no. Why do you

Always ruin it?

>> [muttering] >> not with those dirty fingers.

>> are you trying to Make time with my girl?

>> [muttering] >> oh, arthur, they fixed you.

>> good as new.

[click click] Well...Relatively.

>> and miraculously, I'm totally fine.

>> yeah, um, about that...

During your separation, They found an inoperable tumor

In your...Everywhere.

>> [gasping] >> yeah, about as big

As maybe...A lamb.

>> is there anything you can do?

>> well, I do have a Computer-generated simulation--

>> stop it!

Stop it.

>> maybe we should all Pray together.

>> aah!

>> what the-- >> cyn, bring

The minivan around.

>> I bet whitey here Likes to pray.

Aah!

>> mean.

>> fetch the minivan.

We're off to murder That wretch xander cruise.

>> don't you dare hurt him.

>> sire, phil has cancer.

>> [sighs] First of all, he's obviously

Not that into you.

Phil, given your strict Forcemeats and cheese regimen,

The only real surprise Is you're not dead already.

>> phil, grappling with The cold reality of death,

Has no pithy rejoinder.

>> but we've got to Get him treatment.

>> we've got no health insurance Thanks to xander crews.

>> oh, my god, xander.

Where are you?

>> well, wherever he is, I'm sure he's laughing

His fat face off.

>> uh!

>> who's laughing now, crews?

>> I wasn't laughing before. Uh!

>> I'm going to punch him So friggin' hard.

>> I'll smash his face in.

>> then we'll blow him...

Up! What?

You...Queers.

>> what the hell do you want?

>> we want a living wage!

>> and health insurance.

>> yeah, and some Flex hours, bitch.

>> uh! Ok.

>> what? Really?

>> yes. Give me a damn phone.

[ringing] I'll call stan

And sort this out...Jerk.

Hey, wait. Don't punch.

Stan. Stan, it's crews.

The xstacles have me, And they want their salary

And benefits back.

>> and flex hours.

>> you see the phone to my ear?

>> I'm sorry, but I'm in the Process of having mr. Crews

Pronounced legally dead...

>> you what?

>> taking control Of the crews company,

And grieving and so forth, And I think it's in f'ing

Poor taste for you to call here, Whoever you are, and pretend

That you are him.

>> stan, look, they're not [beep] Around here, man!

>> terminating.

>> what?

[sighs]

>> so, uh...How'd that go?

>> who's laughing now, Mr. Crews? Ha ha ha.

[evil laughter continues]

Me. I am laughing.

>> so, you want it In the face or--

>> oh, not my handsome face!

>> ah, just kidding.

You don't get to pick.

>> you--you-- >> see you in hell, dick.

Ok, on 3. 1...

>> oh, no. Stop counting.

>> 2...

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