It's there. - No, it's not. - Have you looked? Yes, I've fuckin' looked. What the fuck do you think I'm doin'? You sure you got it? Yes. Bedside table drawer. - On the little kangaroo? - Yes, it was on the little kangaroo. Yeah, well, it's not here now. - [ Rummaging ] - Well, it should be. Yes, it most definitely should be, but it's not here now! So where the fuck is it?
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Answer. - [ Telephone Ringing ] - [ Man On Television ] Have you got the ring? - Why, certainly. - Join hands, you two lovebirds. - [ Ringing Continues ] - [ Woman ] Please! Please! Yes, yes. Hold hands, you lovebirds. - [ Ringing Continues ] - [ People On Television Yelling, Shouting ] [ Ringing ] Fuck you, Lance! Answer! - [ Ringing Continues ] - [ Yelling, Shouting Continue ] [ Woman ] Now what do you say? [ Man ] I give up! I'll marry you! - [ Ringing Continues ] - [ Jody ] Lance! The goddamn phone's ringing!
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Sure. Except I think I'm still a little too petrified to laugh. No, you won't laugh 'cause it's not funny. But if you still wanna hear it, I'll tell it. - I can't wait. - Okay. Three tomatoes are walkin' down the street. Papa Tomato, Mama Tomato and Baby Tomato. Baby Tomato starts lagging behind, and Papa Tomato gets really angry. Goes back and squishes him and says, "Ketchup." [ Weak Chuckle ] Ketchup.