BEN: [Storms in Liz’s office] Liz, it says here [flashes a piece of paper] that you ordered ten edible cheese snuggies for a sketch about two lonely pieces of bread that fight crime with scallions and find love through a mutual love of tomato sauce baths. NBC is in last place, your show averages .25 share, and with the 40% expenditure cut on TGS, you cannot be spending this frivolously.
LIZ: [In a C-3PO mocking voice] Sir, the possibility of successfully navigating a hot dog robot penis field is approximately 3,720 to 1. I’m not really interested in your opinion Ben-3PO.
BEN: I’m sorry, your worship. I’m only trying to help.
LIZ:
BEN: So, if you could change your sketch and cut it down to two cheese snuggies. Thanks. Also, you have sauce on your shirt…which is also on backwards. [exits]
LIZ: [looks down at her shirt] NERDS!
[end scene]
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