04x12 - Uncle Buckle-Up

[bunniefuu]

[tires screeching]

Who knows better
about Mr. Tree...

than our bestest buddy,
Ruff the Bear?

[growling]

I ain't taking no orders
from no chipmunk.

Let's do it. I want to waste
that chipmunk once and for all.

I send you out
to whack a chipmunk...

and you come back
with a mouthful of excuses.

You can't hurt me.
You can't hurt my people.

[growling]

They're snatching
Uncle Buckle-Up!

Why would somebody resort to
kidnapping over a few stuffed animals?

Their heads are not supposed to come
off until we want them to come off.

Then we'll take care
of all of them.

All of them,
including...

Chipmunks are a dime a dozen.

An actor can tell when his
career's coming to an end.

(male narrator) In 1972,
a cr*ck commando unit...

was sent to prison
by a m*llitary court...

for a crime
they didn't commit.

These men promptly escaped...

from a maximum-security
stockade...

to the Los Angeles
underground.

Today, still wanted
by the government...

they survive
as soldiers of fortune.

If you have a problem,
if no one else can help...

and if you can find them...

maybe you can hire
the A-Team.

[g*n f*ring]

And so, chiperoos, be very,
extra, chipmunk careful...

with Safety Enemy
Number 1...

especially around...

Mr. Tree.

And who knows better
about Mr. Tree...

than our bestest buddy...

Ruff the Bear?

Shall we visit him?

[Jorge snoring]

Hello, Ruff!

[Jorge snoring]

Well, it looks like Ruff
the Bear is hibernating.

You know what that means?

That means we're getting
close to Christmas.

So...

pay extra-special chipmunk
attention to these words...

from our bestest friends
at World of Toys.

(man)
And we're in commercial.

It looks like Ruff the Bear has
been visiting his bestest buddy...

Mr. Whiskey.

I know we're family,
Jorge...

and Aunt Josie asked me to give you
a job while you're out on parole...

but frankly, you're starting
to try my patience.

Listen, Syd, I can't help it if it
was Mueller's coming-out party.

I had to share
in his joy, you know?

You know,
I have news for you, pally.

You're not supposed to party
with your former cellmates.

This show is called Uncle Buckle-Up?
Safety Program...

not
The Known Associates Show.

I am up to here
with the bear, Syd.

Yeah, well, we stand for something
fine, something beautiful.

Now get into the car.

Syd, I just need a ride to my car.
I don't need a sermon.

Get into the car.

We want a clean k*ll here.
Hit-and-run...

no questions asked.
Got it.

[sighing]

Come on, man,
they close the lot at 8:00.

Buckle up.

Could you maybe
cut me a break here, Syd?

I got a hangover
that'd k*ll a bull.

Seat belt.
Jerk!

[grumbling]

What are you, nuts?

You know, after the show,
a lot of kids come out here...

and I have an image
to protect.

I wouldn't want the chiperoos knowing that
their bestest buddy, Ruff the Bear...

is a candidate
for a halfway cave.

All right, that's it. That's it.
I have had it with you.

I have had it with you!

Come on, Syd, I need my car. I'm
taking Mueller to the strip show.

That's it. That's it.

[tires screeching]

[tires screeching]

Get an ambulance!
Get an ambulance!

[growling] (Face) Ruff the Bear?

(Hannibal)
This is gonna be it, Face.

This is gonna be the part
that takes off.

But, Hannibal, a bear?

And on TV? TV's not for you.
You know, you're a powerhouse.

You need 28 feet of canvas
to explode out of.

You'll get lost in a little screen. Yeah,
no, I've been thinking about that, Face.

But, you know, television
is an intimate medium...

and I'm an intimate
kind of a guy.

Like Rambo's
an intimate kind of guy.

What you have to do is...

you have to get
to the bear...

in his undisturbed
state of mind.

I see.

[growling]

[children chattering]

What do you think?
I think you've lost your mind.

And what's so important
about this job...

that you schlep all of us
down to the zoo?

You seem awfully uptight
about this.

I mean, you know, you've lost
other jobs to other actors.

They're just not writing
my kind of picture anymore.

Yeah, romance and comedy,
you know. Who needs it?

Yeah, but you know...

that shark at Universal,
he worked for years.

Yeah, but, Hannibal,
this is a kids' show.

This bear sings and dances. You
know, you could look foolish.

Clint Eastwood and Lee Marvin
did Paint Your Wagon...

and they danced and they sang.
Now, did they look foolish?

Indescribably so.

But they went on
to bigger things.

Not singing,
and definitely not dancing.

Well, it was a gap
in their technique.

A gap
I do not intend to have.

And what do you know about the technique
involved in doing a children's show?

Well, that's why
I called Murdock.

As soon as he gets here, we head
to the studio. Now, Face...

watch.

[Hannibal growling]

[growling]

This is not working out
for me, Preston.

For 15 years, we had a deal with
Tamco Toys, without a snag.

Perfect toys every time.

And we got letters.
You wanna see some letters?

I'll show you some letters. I don't
wanna see no letters, Sydney.

[stammering]
Well, and then...

you switched us over to this...
Kam Jeoung Ree.

Whatever.

And these bozos
send us nothing but junk.

Sydney, I told you before. It is
cheaper making the dolls in Asia.

I don't know about that.

I've got some figures that say it's a
lot cheaper to make them over here--

Honey, I want you
to stay out of this.

This is junk!

Look at this!
The heads come off!

The heads come off,
for crying out loud.

Now we really get letters.

Last week, some kid
swallowed one of my eyes.

Me, Uncle Buckle-Up, an international
symbol of child safety...

and kids are swallowing my
eyes like they're jelly beans.

Syd, watch
your blood pressure.

I'm going to the Safety
Commission with this.

I wouldn't do that, Syd.

Watch me.

Hey,honey? You better
talk some sense into him.

If you're looking for an ally,
you're in the wrong shop.

[door slamming]

N'[children's music playing]

Four, five,
six, seven.

A one, two, three,
four, five, six, seven.

(instructor) And a one,
two, three, four, five...

[sighing]

This is it! This is it.

This is
the Uncle Buckle-Up set.

This is the cave
where Ruff the Bear lives.

I used to watch this show all
the time when I was a kid.

(woman) John Smith? Yes.

John Smith.
Yes, ma'am.

Are you John Smith?
Yes.

You're late, John...

but don't worry about it.

You're gonna have to do better
in the future, though,huh?

I'm Jackie, and
I'm the associate producer.

Hannibal! Hannibal, if you want
this part, if you want this part...

I can get it for you.
For the usual 10%.

But you're gonna
have to really want it.

You're gonna have to sing
Blueberries in my Cave...

you're gonna have to
do the sunrise dance--

Blueberries in my Cave? It's a
song that encourages kids...

to eat a nutritious
breakfast. It's like this.

♪ There's a signal
in my tummy ♪

♪ It wants something
sweet and yummy ♪

♪ But I know that
it's not good for me ♪

♪ So I can put blueberries
in my cave ♪

♪ Breads and cereals,
they're okay ♪♪

Like that.

You know, Murdock's right. Yeah?

These roly-polies can play it.
I can act it.

Besides,
kids' shows run forever.

I ain't taking no orders
from no chipmunk.

I'm not gonna be a chipmunk, B.A.
I'm gonna be a bear.

(Murdock)
Oh, yeah?

Let me see your résumé.
I only got two.

Give me one.

[people chattering]

Well, now, you can't cross out The
Killgator, that's one of my favorites.

Not a good role model
for kids. Nope.

Murdock, you can't take out
The Aquamaniac.

I'm proud
of The Aquamaniac.

I'm sorry, Murdock.

I've got to stand
on my credits.

Ruff the Bear...

Ruff the Bear...

would never, never smoke.

I see here that you were the
Killgator, John, and the Aquamaniac.

(Hannibal)
Yes, that's right.

(Kelly) Those are very frightening
characters, aren't they, John?

Well, I tried to play them
with an air of vulnerability.

(Kelly) I'm sure you did. But
this is a children's show.

We're a little worried that since you've
played so many frightening characters...

you're not gonna be able to adjust to
the roly-poliness of Ruff the Bear.

I'm sure, if I get a chance, I could
play this role with dimension.

Well, that's why you're here,
to get just that chance.

Can you roar for us, John?

I thought I was reading
for Ruff the Bear.

So roar like a bear, John-O.

But bears don't roar.
I beg your pardon?

Bears don't roar, they growl.

Well, ours roars.

Never underestimate children.

They know a lot more
than adults think.

They're very aware,
and if you talk down to them--

Can I just hear a roar?

What kind of a roar? Just
roar with your best judgment.

[roaring]

[roaring softly]

What was that?
That wasn't much of a roar.

It sounded more like the Cowardly
Lion from The Wizard of Oz.

That's it, Bert Lahr.
It's my favorite roar.

Okay , next.

You'll be hearing
from us, John.

Well, if I could just read
for the part.

You'll be hearing from us, John.
I've done a lot of research.

[stammering] Well, I've
really been thinking "bear."

Okay, okay, okay.

Show us how you drink water
with your paw.

Well, bears don't drink
with their paws.

Next.

[growls softly]

He comes out the stage door
right over there.

This time we'll use
the heavy a*tillery.

(Kelly)
Syd, what's wrong?

I'll be all right, kid.

Maybe we should cancel your appearance
tonight, huh? No, I've gotta be there.

All right. Well, if you change
your mind, let me know.

One, two,
three, four.

And a one, two,
three, four...

N'[music playing]

Hannibal, how'd it go?

Well, I...

This is it, guys.

An actor can tell when his
career's coming to an end.

You can only play the Aquamaniac:
a certain number of times...

before you've explored every
aspect of his character.

That...

was my chance
at television immortality.

Yeah, but, Hannibal,
it was just a bear.

They weren't looking
for the definitive Hamlet.

They just wanted a guy who wouldn't
sweat too much in a fur coat.

[chuckling]
Right?

You want this part?

You want this part?

You got this part.

[tires screeching]

[exclaiming]

Stay away
from the toy convention.

[groaning]

Now listen, you two-bit,
washed-up, no-talent bum...

a dead actor gets no residuals.
You hear what I'm saying?

[groaning]

Hold it right there, pal.

They're snatching
Uncle Buckle-Up!

[tires screeching]

[horn honking]

[groaning]

Come on.
Sydney, are you all right?

[Sydney grunting]

Whoever you are,
I owe you one.

Sydney, I'm H.M. Murdock...

and this is my client...

John "Hannibal" Smith.

You're the Aquagator.

You want the job,
you got it.

I mean, Jorge may have rhythm,
but you are Ruff the Bear.

[bird cawing]

[people chattering]

[growling]

I've always been interested
in child safety.

Then about three months ago,
Herman Price...

the man who's been handling my
merchandising for the past 25 years...

retired.

You been a chipmunk for 25 years?
Longer.

He's had his own show
since 1956.

'Cause I know, when I was a kid, I
always wanted to be a Helpful Hamster.

Well, all I can say is, after the
way you jumped on those guys...

you're the most helpful hamster
in the world. Any time, Syd.

So you think the trouble's coming
from inside your own company?

Maybe.
After Herman left...

the syndication people wanted to bring
somebody in from outside the company.

A real fire-eater.

That's when
they brought in Preston.

And he brought
his own people with him.

And then the creep goes ahead and
breaks the contract with Tamco Toys...

and jobs the dolls to some company
in Asia nobody ever heard about.

And they start
sending us junk.

But the price goes up.

And the quality goes down.

Suddenly, I find myself
selling the very thing...

I've been fighting
my whole life against.

Anyway, this Preston fellow
must be tied into it somehow.

All this
is over some dolls?

Yeah, B.A.'s right.

Why would somebody resort to
kidnapping over a few stuffed animals?

They almost k*lled my nephew.
Your nephew?

Your predecessor, Ruff.

You know, at first
I thought it was an accident.

Now I see it was a warning.

I'm afraid somebody's
gonna get k*lled.

What can you do
with people like this?

You find their toy box...

and then you pull all the
wheels off their little trucks.

Oh, yeah.

I send you out
to whack a chipmunk...

and you come back
with a mouthful of excuses.

Look, Nick,
the guy had guards.

Do you know
what you made happen to me?

I was sitting at a luncheon at
a businessman's association...

getting a plaque
for my...

"For my many contributions to the
welfare of the children of Encino."

And this maitre d' comes up to
me and taps me on my shoulder...

and says there's a gentleman
here to see me.

I look up
and I see this clown...

in a yellow and green
plaid sports jacket...

and I say to the maitre d',
"That's impossible, sir.

"L have no business here
with this man."

And the maitre d' says...

real loud...

like he's rooting
for the Dodgers...

"He claims to, sir. Says
he's a bail bondsman, sir."

Nicky, I can't operate
if my people are in jail.

It's like I'm in
a monster movie.

Nick, if I tried to make bail,
I would've blown my cover.

I turn into a punk.

And all these manicureds
are staring at me.

And suddenly I'm wearing a
double-breasted pinstripe suit...

and I'm a punk holding onto a cheap piece
of wood with some tin nailed to it.

[chuckling]

You think that's funny?
I'll take care of it, Nick.

That's what
you said yesterday.

We've got millions of dollars
riding on this thing.

Hey, Nick, I know exactly
what we got on this thing.

Then when the hell are you gonna get
a hold of that punk again, huh?

When are you gonna get
a hold of him?

That crumb's probably hiding
somewhere in some hole somewhere.

No, Nick, not our Syd. No, he
called that PR broad, that Kelly.

He said he's gonna make that
appearance at the toy convention.

Oh, that's just great.

Our shill's gonna be at a toy
convention, in the middle of a floor...

standing in front
of our booth...

yapping at the top of his lungs
to the ever-loving mommies...

how much garbage
our toys are.

That'll never happen, Nick.

You seem pretty sure about that.
I am.

Yeah, well,
I hope so...

'cause your life
depends upon it.

Get out of here.

[door opening]

[door closing]

[sighing] Well, everything
seems to be quiet here.

Man, I can't believe
all this.

(Murdock) I'm telling you,
kids' stuff is big business.

If Hannibal takes this job...

you looking at $25,000 just
for a personal appearance.

(Face)
$25,000?

(Murdock) That's right. Just
for opening a supermarket.

(Face) You know, Hannibal
might look pretty good...

in that Ruff the Bear costume,
don't you think?

(Hannibal) Listen, Syd,
it's better if I do it.

We don't know who's out there,
or what they're gonna do.

You look at him. He hasn't even played
the bear yet and now he wants my part.

Syd, I don't like this. I think
that we should call the police.

And what do we tell them? There's been
a kidnapping and attempted m*rder.

Oh, they're a lot of help.
They're a lot of help.

You know, they arrested
the kidnappers...

in an hour
they let them out on bail.

Would you talk
to this man, please?

(Hannibal) You'll be a
target out there, Syd.

It's better if I do it.

I've been a target
all my life. It's my hobby.

Your friends can
take care of us.

Besides, if you go out there, the
kids will know the difference.

You know, it's not
just that I'm a clown.

There's only one me.

Syd, you've got a phone call.

Now? (Davis) He said
it was important.

[scoffing]

What do you do with a man like that?
Keep him off the stage.

[Scoffing]
HOW?

For a man who makes his
living playing a chipmunk...

he's about as pigheaded
as they come.

It's all quiet
out there, Hannibal.

And we're all set in the theater.
Good.

We'll go with the plan.

You guys answer me
one question.

Who are you?

Oh, well, I'd be glad
to explain it to you.

So explain.

Oh, no, I didn't mean here.

What I had in mind
was someplace quiet.

A quiet filled with the gentle
strains of gypsy violins.

A quiet where the soft bubble
of champagne...

mixes mystically
with the sizzle of moussaka.

Yes, a place where the sound of
two hearts b*ating as one...

drowns out the murmur
of lovers.

[laughing] Something tells me
we'd never get to the answer.

(Hannibal)
What was it?

They just told me
if I went on, they'd k*ll me.

(Davis) And now,
without further ado...

it's my great pleasure to
introduce a friend to us all...

Uncle Buckle-Up
and his woodland chums.

(Sydney)
Hello, chiperoos...

Let's do it. I'm gonna waste
that chipmunk once and for all.

[Sydney continues chattering]

(Sydney on tape) First thing,
we are going to meet...

all of our little friends, the ones we
have learned to love and live with...

[tires screeching]

[g*ns f*ring]

It's those guys again!
Let's get out of here!

[g*ns f*ring]

[tires screeching]

Let's chat.

You blew it again?

And this time
you lost a man?

Nicky, they got this guy guarded like
he was a president or something.

Nicky, it's spooky.

All of a sudden they got machine
g*ns, they're blowing us apart.

Nick, I was lucky to get out
of there with my life.

That remains to be seen.

All right, Nick, I can still handle this.
I got an idea. You got an idea, huh?

[groaning]
You can't handle a chipmunk...

and you tell me
you got an idea?

I got an idea, too.

Oh, good, Nick.
Yeah.

[exclaiming] I'm gonna throw you
right through this window, you see?

And before you hit this pavement, you
could tell me what your idea is.

Nick, you know we can't get
to this guy directly, right?

You already proved that.

I'm looking for some
side door, you know?

So, like, we can get something
on this guy, right?

Guess what I found, Nick?
A daughter.

Wait till
you see this, Nick.

Look here, Nick.
This is a tax form.

Nick, do you want
my glasses?

It says this guy
has a daughter.

Okay? So I say,
get the girl, we got the man.

Maybe.

It'll work, Nick. You better
not mess this one up.

It's done, Nick.
It's done.

And what about this guy
you left behind?

Cobb? He's a good soldier, Nick. He
knows just when to keep his mouth shut.

His name is Gretsch.
G-R-E-T-S-C-H.

[lions roaring]

[Cobb exclaiming]

(Cobb)
Help me. Come on, please.

Pull me up, please.

Oh, come on, please, please.

Come on, please,
please, please.

It'll be interesting
to see who gets tired first...

B.A. or the lion.

[lion roaring] That's all I know.
I promise.

Try not to sweat too much.

Lions tend to look on it
as au jus.

I swear
I'm telling you the truth.

Actually, you're pretty lucky.
These are African lions.

The Asiatics are the jumpers.

Please.

They're not man-eaters.
Only when they're hungry.

[roaring]

They do look
kind of underfed, don't they?

Where would we find
Mr. Gretsch?

Fun 4 All Amusements. 2750
Marshall Boulevard, Santa Monica.

(Cobb) He's there now. Go see him.
He's the one you want.

[Cobb pleading] Kelly, take
Syd back to the studio...

and set up a press conference
for tonight.

We'll go look up Mr. Gretsch.
I'm going with you.

You'd be safer
at the studio.

Look, this man
has fouled my nest.

I wanna look in his eye
when I tell him so.

Be reasonable, Syd.
Face, you take her.

It'll be my pleasure.

And check Preston's office.
See what you can dig up.

All right. If he comes in, bag
him and call us in the van.

[Cobb groaning]

Syd, shall we?

(Cobb) Wait, where are you going?
I told you, come back here.

(Hannibal)
We're here to see Mr. Gretsch.

Wouldn't he make
a great doll?

(Gretsch)
I don't like it.

Their heads are not supposed to come
off until we want them to come off.

Mr. Preston said this is the
only way he could do it.

The first shipment is at the warehouse now.
We'll see how it worked.

If you mess this up, we'll see
how easy your head comes off.

(Hannibal)
Hi, guys.

[Dominic groaning]

Nice toys
they've got around here.

Would you look at this?

Well, it looks like
it's made to come off.

But why? (Hannibal)
I don't know.

But I'll bet he's got a warehouse full
of them. Maybe we should take a peek.

You ain't too smart, mister.
Maybe not.

But I'm a real expert at telling
other people what to do.

[g*n clicking]
Now, here are your orders.

You're going to take us
to the warehouse...

and then you're gonna get out of
the Uncle Buckle-Up business.

Now let's go.

(Face) How many Buckle-Up
dolls did you sell last year?

(Kelly)
About 100,000.

Hey, that's interesting.
According to this audit...

this year Preston's imported
nearly 200,000 dolls.

Have the ratings of the show
been going up?

No. As a matter of fact, the show's
been slipping this last season.

Well, why would he import twice as
many dolls as he could possibly sell?

I don't know.

Well, we'll just have to
ask Preston, won't we?

Hey, you better go back to the office
and set up the press conference.

Okay. A couple of calls
should do that.

Great. And meet me down on the stage.
We'll wait for Preston there.

Yeah.

[clearing throat]

We're just about set. I just have to call
them back in five minutes to confirm.

Terrific. We can wrap this whole
thing up before tomorrow's show.

You know, I really do appreciate
everything that you're doing for Sydney.

Well, what would the world be
without Uncle Buckle-Up?

You mean
you're a fan, too?

Me? The biggest. I've been
watching the show for years.

Yeah, all the way back to
when Rob Parker played Ruff.

What happened
to the Truthful Turtle here?

Who?
The Truthful Turtle.

Truthful? He sits right
here in front of the log.

People keep stepping
on him.

I don't know. It...

Just...
You know...

the Truthful Turtle can always tell
when a chiperoo is exaggerating.

You're right. I don't really
watch the show.

I'd be a little concerned
about you if you did.

Really?
Mmm-hmm.

You know, you don't have to
play the Good Manners Mole...

to make friends with me.

[chuckling]

I had better go
call the agency back.

[exhaling]

[Kelly exclaiming] Okay,
hot rod, the party's over.

[groaning]

[grunting]

[groaning]

[grunting]

[groaning]

(Preston) Okay, pal, we're gonna
go talk to Uncle Buckle-Up.

[groans]

Well, Sydney is no longer your
shill, so you can forget it.

Is that right?
Yeah.

Well, let's see
what he's got to say...

when we got his daughter
hanging out the window.

Uncle Buckle-Up's daughter?

(Hannibal)
Hold it.

That's it. That's the junk.

Yeah, this is, like, a new model.
I don't have one of these yet.

Colonel, I think you'd better
take a look at this stuff.

Heroin.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

(Preston)
We've got the girl, Nick.

Hi, guys.

I'm sorry, Dad.

Dad?

(Gretsch) Give us your g*ns
unless you want the girl hurt.

(Preston)
All right, over there.

After you.

No, not you.

We got a little business.

You keep them here while I
dicker with the chipmunk.

Right, Nick.

(B.A.) You were messing around
with Uncle Buckle-Up's daughter?

You animal!

All right, let's think about
getting out of here. Yeah.

Now, go through everything until
you find something we can use.

From now on, you're gonna
play ball in my court.

And the first thing
you're gonna do...

is you're gonna cancel that
press conference of yours.

Forget it. I'm not fooling
around with you, Sydney.

I've got your daughter
and I've got your friends...

and if you don't play ball with me,
I'm gonna feed them to the dogs.

Now, the first think I want you to
do is to endorse my dolls from Asia.

[chuckling]

What's so funny, Sydney?

You can't hurt me.
You can't hurt my people.

Without me, you got nothing.

Don't be stupid, old man.

There's a world
full of animals out there.

I'll get myself
a rabbit or something.

You ain't indispensable.

You got them locked up?

It's all
taken care of, Nick.

Good.

I want this mess
cleaned up today.

Then I'm gonna take this chipmunk
here down to the studio...

where he's gonna make the most
heartwarming endorsement...

the American public
has ever heard.

And then I want you to go to the factory
and I want you to take care of business.

Consider it done, Nick.

I'll be dropping by with the old man
right after he makes the commercial.

Then we'll take care
of all of them.

All of them,
including...

Chipmunks are a dime a dozen.

We'll get ourselves a new shill
after the accident. Accident?

They're all gonna be at
the factory, right? Yeah.

We got fire insurance, right?
Right.

Then make me a tragedy.

How does it look, B.A.?

It's solid as a rock.

(Murdock)
Colonel?

Look at this.

And this.

[toy plane buzzing]

Hey, Hannibal,
you smell that?

Gasoline.

Stand by, everybody.

Here we go.

Where did they
get the dynamite?

[g*ns f*ring]

[coughing]

Is that them?
Yeah.

Then it's over?
Not quite.

And that's why I think
these Uncle Buckle-Up dolls...

are the best
Uncle Buckle-Up dolls yet.

Hi, slime.

Jorge?

Actually, I kind of wanted
to do that to him myself.

I understand that, Colonel...

'cause that's what a Good
Manners Mole would have done.

N'[children's music playing]

Hannibal, that was wonderful.
You, too, Syd.

[panting]
Gee, thanks, Murdock.

Oh, come on, guys. I'm dancing
my heart out, out there.

(Jorge) Hey, give me my bear costume.
What are you guys doing here?

Excuse me.

[clearing throat]

[groaning]

Ruff the Bear
doesn't drink.

What are you, nuts?
Sydney!

You wanna tell me
what's going on?

[sighing]

It's not that I don't
appreciate what you've done...

but in this business,
it's not courage that counts.

It's nepotism
that's important.

Thank you, Sydney.
That's right.

If you'll excuse me...

I must rehearse.

[clearing throat]
Pardon me.

[Jorge thudding]

[glass breaking]

You're going to AA,
Jorge.

Not a bad rhyme, huh?

(man)
Ten seconds to air.

Listen, so long
as you're here...

what do you say
to one performance?

Are you kidding?

This is it, guys.

This is like 42nd Street.

I'm going out there
like a kid...

and I'm coming back a star!