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(typewriter keys clicking)
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(eerie music)
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(door creaks open)
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- I'm sorry, Mr. Blythe
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- Is the internet running at maximum capacity?
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- Well that's the problem, I don't know
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if our servers can handle it.
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- Nonsense!
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This is DigiBitWave, we are the internet!
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Set the internet speed to double maximum.
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- But you don't understand, Mr. Blythe.
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there could be dire consequences.
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- I said double maximum!
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Or I'll feed you to Grandma over there.
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You like that, Maude?
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(hissing)
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- Okay.
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(water pouring)
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- No, you coffee bastard!
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Is there a First Aid kit?
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(snapshot sound)
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(snapshot sound)
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- It's for Gourmet Live, you probably have it.
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It's kinda like Snapchat meets
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Great British Bake Off.
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You take live snaps of food and drink
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then you post them on this feed...
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- Here you go.
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Are you sure you should be drinking caffeine in your--
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- Die you poxy Elfin munters!
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- Right.
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(sighing)
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(keyboard keys clicking)
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- So, Kate.
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How about me and you slip off for a minute
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and make that stationary cupboard
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a little less stationary?
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- (sighs) Look, Barry, I don't--
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- Is that your ex-boyfriend?
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I mean he's your ex-boyfriend right?
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You said--
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- Yes I am.
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Always a pleasure Barry.
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- Barry, Jack is just here to help me with something, so--
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- I hope this is work related.
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Just because you're staying late
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does not mean you can slack off!
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I'm watching you.
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- How are you?
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- Good, thanks.
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I just need to submit this tonight
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and the site keeps bouncing it back.
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So, university?
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- Yeah.
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This dream had to end sometime.
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Can Digi Bit Wave live without me?
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- Right. Fixed it.
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The data structure was bouncing it back.
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But it's still not...
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Ah, I hate these forms!
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- Well, what if we just...
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(error noise)
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Oh.
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- It's happened.
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May God have mercy on us all.
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- Noo!
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Gourmet Live! Gourmet Live!
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Where, where, where's the iPlayer?!
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(screaming)
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(sobbing)
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- We have a dire situation here people.
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The Wi-Fi's down.
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Jack here says there's no way to fix it.
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And I have a Wrestle Mania belt on Ebay
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that's being outbid from under me as we speak!
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- Yeah, and if I don't livestream this chow mein
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in the next 20 minutes I'm gonna get
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knocked off the Gourmet Live hotspot.
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- Why don't you all just go home?
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There isn't time, Jack, there isn't time!
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My Dwarven mages!
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Pull yourself together Elizabeth!
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- Jesus, mate!
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She's like mega pregnant!
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- No, he's right.
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(sobs) He's right.
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- Listen, Jack.
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This is gonna sound really stupid
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but my application is due in 30 minutes
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and that's my only copy.
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- Dear God.
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Okay people, what about your phones?
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Don't you have 3G?
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I was gonna get an iPhone, but Blythe kept on promising
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to upgrade us and he never did.
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- Jack, look at this!
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- Of course!
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The dongle!
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We can get online with that.
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- But how are we supposed to get into Blythe's office?
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- All right, people.
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We are here.
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And we need to get into Blythe's office upstairs.
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It's being guarded by Maude here.
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We need to find a way to distract her and get into the office.
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The door is locked but the cleaning lady
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has the key and she's...
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Well, she's right there.
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- Can we move this along, please?
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- Oh my God, Liz, I think your water just broke.
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Are you in labour?
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- Look, how in labour, or not in labour I am is irrelevant!
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There are Revaluvian Orcs going un-beheaded.
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- Okay.
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I think I have a plan.
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I've been writing this for a while now,
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It's probably my masterpiece.
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Aye aye aye aye!
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My bambino is a-coming...
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Don't a-worry my little daughter
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Um, uh
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Is she okay?
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She is uh...
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The bambino is on the way
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Why did you order this chow mein-- it's...
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I'm sorry, I cannot watch this anymore
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Just a little more and you can go back
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to work, I promise
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This is a one-star mess
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Well... I mean, it's not that bad
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One-star mess!
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(keys dropping)
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What are you doing?
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Look -- If I give you twenty quid, will
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you give us the keys to Blythe's office?
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Okay.
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(cheering)
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Noooo!
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(crying)
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Oh god! Why!
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See you guys tomorrow.
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All the best Charlie.
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See you, Merry Christmas
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So um,
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You left some stuff at mine
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I don't need it
thanks
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