Christmas Eve Page #2

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conducting electricity.

Don't touch anything.

Do you understand?

I will be all right if

I can find my Guadalupe.

Hello!

Anybody! I'm stuck

in the elevator!

You gotta help me!

I'm pregnant, I'm

a pregnant woman.

I'm about to have my

baby in the elevator,

if you don't come

right now, I'm gonna,

my water just broke!

You gotta help me, please!

Yeah, you want to

help me out here?

Ex-employees

shall not infringe

upon the workspace of company,

nor use its resources,

tools, or services

at any time.

I get it, you're pissed

'cause I laid you off.

Ex-employees shall be

barred from association

with current employees

on company property.

Help!

Whether or not

such interaction...

- you're a lunatic!

- - Is at the invitation

of a current employee.

Listen, bro, it's Christmas Eve.

I don't want to be in

here anymore than you do.

Why don't you help me

get us both out of here?

Get out and go where?

I don't have a job, remember?

You think I enjoy

laying people off?

Nope, firing people.

You fired me.

You want to think

I'm evil? Go ahead!

I'd like to think

of you as human.

I really would, but when you

can't spare fantasy football

for five minutes to

square up with a guy

whose life you just

turned upside down,

well then you seem more like

the spawn of Satan himself.

You ever play fantasy football?

No, I'm not a loser.

Oh, okay, thank you.

It's a power outage,

they're working on it.

Five minutes at the most.

Walt, if you don't stop

elbowing me, I'm gonna kill you.

You hear that everybody?

Give queen dawn

her precious space.

Up yours, Walt.

Could you just

be quiet a minute?

I'm trying to make this call.

There's no service in here.

Hey, sis?

Uh, if you get this

message, it's Marta.

I'm stuck in an elevator

with the orchestra.

I think we're all gonna die.

- Oh, god!

- - Oh come on, Marta,

shut the hell up!

That was uncalled for, Walt.

You shut up yourself.

You just told Walt to shut up.

I was shutting up

the shutter upper.

It's different.

What if we miss the

entire Christmas concert?

I wouldn't care if I

never played another concert

in my entire life.

Oh come on, you don't mean that.

Ugh.

Oh, seriously?

- Oh.

- - Okay, who did that?

Nice try, Walt?

I'm so backed up right now

I couldn't fart to save my life.

Who ever did the

deed, I hope you die

a long and painful death. Ow!

I think I just threw up.

Ugh, what's that on my neck?

Is that throw up on my neck?

It's probably just sweat.

Marta?

Maybe I didn't, maybe

I didn't, it's okay.

How can you not know

whether or not you threw up?

It's your own sweat.

Back off.

Hey, relax kid.

- Bring it bad boy.

- - Hey!

Walt!

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