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with his shitty vocals for

this piece of Dung trailer

for a f***ing romantic

comedy with children.

This is for Welcome

to the Jungle Gym.

Hey, Gustav's sound is tight.

Do not judge him for being

monetarily privileged.

- Carol, you want a water or

a Fanta? - I'd like a Fanta.

I'm sorry, I have no

time for a rich kid

who threw away his

inheritance on a soccer team

and then somehow fell into being the

highest paid voice over artist...

Okay, Carol, why don't you

just hop in the booth.

He's lucky he's got those pipes,

otherwise he'd be a washed-up

mortgage trader right now.

Thanks for asking me if I

wanted a Fanta, Louis.

Do you want a Fanta?

No.

Here we go. Here we go.

Carol, can you hear me in there?

Yeah, I hear you perfect.

Ready, ready.

Okay. Welcome to the Jungle

Gym promo, take one.

Allo Carol!

- Eva Longoria.

- Allo.

Where'd you go?

You just ran off.

Oh, sorry. I thought we were done.

You said we were done, right?

Yeah, yeah. We're done. But

you forgot your Fanta.

Thanks. Back to stupid slappers.

Stupid slappa!

Yes, very good. You lead.

Stupid slappa! That's what

you fink, you stupid slappa!

- You want some Fanta?

- No.

It's in the fridge, Moe.

It's not. Otherwise, I'd

have it. And you'd have it.

- We'd all have it. It would

be great. - Let me just do it.

It's not a matter of you doing it,

okay? We're out of soy vanilla.

You guys are so loud.

Weren't you supposed to

be in charge of that?

Well, I will be from now on.

Okay?

Love you!

"I love you, too, Moe.

Have a great day."

"You, too. Thank

you, sweetness."

- Obviously, butter side down.

- Oh, no.

- It's okay. - Yeah. Yeah,

let's do it. Let's live.

You're killing me, Dani.

Mr. Pouncer, hi. I'm so sorry. I just

didn't see you there. I'm so sorry.

How can I help you today, Sir?

I just noticed you're not

wearing a wedding ring.

So now I'm never gonna

leave you alone, am I?

- Sir...

- No, I'm not a Sir.

No, you have to do

something brave

or do a sh*t ton of drugs in a rock

band to be one of those. No, no, no.

I am a Terry, however.

- Terry.

- Terry. Hi.

Hi, Terry. Can I get you

anything today, Terry?

No, actually. I just wanted to see

if I could get you to call me Terry.

And I just did.

That's what me mother

calls me, you see.

Cheers!

Cheers. Cheers.

Relax, Dani, you're acting like I'm

the first guy to ever hit on you.

Good afternoon, Concierge.

Yes, good afternoon.

Carol, I can't talk right now.

I'm super busy.

No, you're not. I'm

standing right behind you.

- Just kidding. Psych.

- That's not funny, Carol.

What?

Do you know that your neighbor

Pippa is from Guildford?

And I had a really

nice chat with her...

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