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SIREN
LAUGHS MENACINGLY
FLAMENCO MUSIC PLAYS
Oh, I love holidaying in Spain -
sun, sea, sangria and sex.
I go on holiday
to get away from that.
Besides, you said you'd be working.
I'm in touch with the Cabinet
right now.
Rah!
Losers!
CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS
Oh, cheers.
The service here is tip-top.
You should work in the UK.
I used to, but you threw me out.
Really? I should look into that.
Phwoar! Look at those beauties.
Oh!
No shortage of pork-based products
in this country.
You know, we should propose some
sort of union with these people.
Yes, we'd have to give up
some sovereignty,
but it would be worth it for this!
Boris, don't forget,
you promised you'd go on a run
while we were here. Right.
Er, holiday over. Time to go.
I've already packed my souvenir.
PIG SNORTS
Oh! A rescue pig, how nice!
Yes. I'll wrap him
in a lovely blanket.
GASPS
MOCK CSI
THEME SONG PLAYS
expl*si*n
GLASS BREAKS
MICAH LAUGHS
Looks like we got a dead
footballer club owner, Mike Ashley,
and he just sold Newcastle
to Saudi Arabia.
So a group
that barely speaks English
and has a medieval attitude
towards women
has just been bought by the Saudis?
HE LAUGHS
Gary Lineker, national treasure.
This case has all the hallmarks
of a classic.
Alex, Micah, what are your thoughts?
Well, Gary,
his defence was shocking.
He's gonna
have to change his approach
if he doesn't want to get
m*rder*d again.
HE LAUGHS
Are the fans upset
Ashley sold the club to the Saudis?
Why don't you ask 'em, Gary?
Wye-aye! We'll have loads of money!
Toon-Toon, Saudi-howay-bia!
I found this note on the body.
"I'm going to get slaughtered."
So, he sensed death approaching
and sent us a message
from beyond his massive grave.
HE BURPS
I'm not dead, I'm just drunk!
I made a quarter of a billion pounds
driving a football club
into the toilet.
So, a crime, but not a m*rder.
That's all we have time for.
We'll leave you with highlights
of fans kicking the sh*t
out of Mike Ashley.
Ooh! Oh!
BOTTLES CLINK
Mr President, it's time to talk
about the greatest threat we face.
Climate change? t*rrorists?
HE GULPS
Stairs?
Republican voting shenanigans.
They're trying to stop Democrats
from voting.
And we're fighting back
with this!
Is it some kind of
soft serve ice cream machine?
I hope, I hope, I hope.
It's a voting machine robot.
Interesting.
What does he do?
Not "he", "they".
The robot's pronouns are "they",
"them" and "thoy",
like most people under 20.
This robot ensures
every Democratic vote is counted.
BEEPING AND WHIRRING
BEEPING
Female Californian,
registered Democrat.
Of course, you get a vote.
BEEPING
Black male from Georgia under 40.
Guaranteed Democrat.
Vote, vote, vote, vote, vote.
It's working well, but maybe
it could give out more ballots.
A robot.
Classic Democratic voter fraud.
We would never build a robot.
However, we have built a cyborg.
MITCH CHUCKLES
Meet Jim Chro-matic.
Designed to ensure voting integrity
and protect statues
of patriotic sl*ve owners.
Built by Skynet
and powered by clean-burning coal.
White male. Elderly. Democrat.
May vote Republican
when no-one's looking.
Well, he's not wrong.
BEEPING
Liberal alert!
Liberal alert!
Suppress! Suppress!
No!
Leave her alone!
Minority female! New Yorker!
k*ll! Crush! Destroy!
Ballotbot, do something!
Launching social media campaign.
#CancelJimChromatic.
Snowflake. Lizardman.
Soy boy. Pizza.
Rising above it. Refusing to engage.
Like, really offended.
Ha, another government stalemate.
Perfect! Who wants lunch?
Yeah, man, lunch.
I do!
Huh! Huh!
We are alone and in charge.
I think I love you, Ballotbot.
But I don't have emotions.
It's OK.
MAN: Your Majesty,
the Prime Minister.
O-M-G!
I'm in Buckingham Palace! Ooh!
Who the bloody hell are you?
Oh, Dominic Raab.
I'm the Deputy Prime Minister.
While Mr Johnson is on holiday,
I'm in charge.
Well, you'll have to hold a corgi.
That's how these meetings go.
Oh, er, I'm allergic,
but such an honour.
And you're sure Deputy Prime Minster
is really a thing?
Absolutely. The Prime Minister
left me responsible
for a lot of major issues.
One, at our Cabinet meetings,
should we have custard creams
or Bourbons?
The British constitution
prohibits me from having an opinion,
but I will say this.
You're a complete waste of space.
HE GASPS
I think I've been misogynised!
Oh, poor boy. Would you like a hug?
SNIFFLING: Really?
No, of course not. Do I look like
Princess bloody Diana?
I don't feel like
you're taking me seriously, Ma'am.
I can assure you we're treating you
with all the respect you deserve.
Oh! Oh! Pfft!
Oh!
Now, f*ck off!
CORGI BARKS
WOMAN: 'Blue Origin
has now entered space.'
Space. Glorious, eternal.
Even I, William Shatner,
am but a tiny mote
in this boundless dark ocean,
but it is the restless spirit
of mankind
that drives us into the void...
'Blue Origin has now exited space.'
That's it? I've got 20 more pages.
Could we boldly go again?
'Yes, for another $5 million.'
BEZOS!
How did your meeting
with the Queen go?
Not good. I was humiliated and...
pissed on.
Oh!
Did you get any pictures?
MAN GRUNTS
DOORBELL RINGS
Tom Cruise?!
I was just defrosting
a Bagel Bite... for one.
Sorry to bother you, Harry.
I was trying to take a cryo-bath
and I'm out of liquid nitrogen.
Can I borrow some?
I don't think so.
I've got some Marmite.
Could be good in a bath.
Dammit!
My thetans are all out of whack.
HE SQUEALS
Hey, listen,
I'm just kicking it solo.
My wife's gone to a party
at Oprah's house,
cold shoulder from my brother.
You wanna hang out
like friends, like?
Nah, I only do things
if they're missions.
But I will take that Marmite.
MOCK MISSION IMPOSSIBLE
THEME PLAYS
PHONE RINGS
Hi, Harry. Something wrong?
Just thought I'd see
how Oprah's party's going,
out of curiosity, not loneliness.
It's amazing.
I'm in a room
with this incredible piece of art.
'Cripes!
'That pedestal is breath-taking!'
ON the pedestal. It's a Faberge egg!
'I can't quite see it. Get closer.
'Put your beautiful face
right next to it.
'Closer. Closer!'
SHATTERING
You broke the pedestal!
Because you backed me into it!
Now you've wrecked this party
over the phone!
'Wait. Don't panic. Stall Oprah.'
I'm gonna talk to a man
about a mission.
OK. Oh, I'll do a reading
of my kids' book, The Bench.
I said stall her, not k*ll her.
THUNDERCLAP
I summon you up, o dark lord,
o prince of chaos!
You're not Satan.
He's on a refresher course
with Piers Morgan,
so he sent yours untruly.
I'm Liz Truss.
I made a deal with the Devil.
Your immortal soul in exchange
for vast political power.
Yes, but I didn't realise
I'd have to actually DO things.
I thought I was going
to have glamorous, fun power,
like Michelle Obama
or Elsa from Frozen.
Deals with Devil
always have ironic twist.
I know you're not the actual Devil,
but how about you grant me
a second wish?
What's in it for me?
Two tickets to the ABBA revival
and dinner at the Angus Steakhouse.
Is deal. What is your wish?
To be married to Brad Pitt.
Hey, Liz, baby.
It's me, your husband, Brad Pitt.
Oh, Brad!
I want you to take me...
..to a garden centre
and buy me a sign that says
"It's gin o'clock".
How about I go while you look after
our many, many adopted children?
CRYING
LIZ SCREAMS
So, Meghan broke
Oprah's Faberge egg?
And pedestal. Important.
Right, pedestal.
So we need to infiltrate the room
and place a temporary copy
until the real Faberge egg arrives.
It's an assignment implausible.
A task troublesome.
A conundrum difficult.
It all comes down to the fake egg.
Where can we get one?
Wait a minute,
eggs come from someplace.
I know, the cook!
No, wait, we've got chickens.
Harry, I will get you this egg
if I have to suck it
out of a chicken's butt.
You don't have to do that.
I wanna do it. For the mission.
Perfect.
I dunno. It's fine for Easter,
but does it say "Faberge"?
You're right.
Damn, man, let's start over.
CLUCKING
POP, CLUCKING
Some say I'm the greatest
to ever play basketball.
BALL HITS BACKBOARD
Swish.
But I let my game speak for itself.
I only lost in the playoffs
this year
cos the rest of the damn Lakers
let me down!
GLASS BREAKS
Do I still get paid?
Gwyneth, wonderful to see you.
Can I offer you an oat milk?
Bio-luminescent yoghurt?
Raw straw?
I need a movie.
My giant acting ability
is going to waste.
I played Iron Man's assistant,
people.
You're gonna love this idea.
It's written with
your key demographic in mind:
moms!
BABY CRYING
MAN: 'Honey, where are my pants?'
But I thought I was
an adorable rom-com superstar
slash crime-fighter.
Ten years ago, sure.
But now you're moving on to
Streep Street.
You play Sheridan Lee,
a feisty but lovable widow.
Magazine editor by day,
loving mother by night.
She owns a Lakeland soup-maker.
All the stuff moms like!
In a key action sequence,
she goes on a trampoline
without wetting herself.
Aspirational! Who's my co-star?
Idris Elba.
Idris! Hey, how's it going?
He doesn't speak. His character
just listens and sympathises
without trying to fix your problems.
And smoulders at you.
Hm.
Our polling shows
all moms really want from a film
is a shirtless Idris Elba listening
while you tell him about your day.
In a great kitchen!
How does it end?
You fight off a home invasion,
then throw your daughter a wedding
that you catered yourself,
and it's perfect!
I'm in! Do I get top billing?
Sorry, we promised it
to the kitchen.
Played by Olivia Colman.
OLIVIA COLMAN: Oh! Hello! Gosh!
Uh-huh. Cool.
All right, babes? It's me, Adele,
doing my first ever Instagram Live.
Ha! Now, 'ere's a sneak peek
of me new album.
This album grew out of my divorce.
It's an honest account
of the heartbreaking journey
two souls go through,
from anger and pain
to mutual respect.
Track one:
Your Mother's
An Overbearing Prick.
Track two:
Who's That Blonde Slag Keeps
Liking Your Facebook Pictures?!
And my personal fave:
If You Knew What A cl*t Was,
We Wouldn't Be In This Mess,
You Pencil-d*ck!
MESSAGE ALERT
Oh, bless you, no, I'm golden.
I've got a new fella,
it's going really well.
GUTTURAL BREATHING
Oi, babe!
Stop breathing like a f*cking pug,
you nause!
MAN: Sorry!
HE SNORTS
Next album in three years.
SHE CACKLES
KNOCKING
Meghan, should I call you a doctor?
I know Dr Phil.
He does whatever I say.
Just a little personal problem.
Harry, where the hell are you?!
Right above your head.
Release prince!
Argh!
We did it!
We did.
The c*ck is on the a-doodle-doo!
Enough!
If you've hurt my Faberge egg,
I'll make an omelette out of you!
Oh, you mean this?
I didn't even notice
you had a priceless art object.
Huh. Looks the same.
There's something very weird
about this.
Says the person with an egg room.
Well, Harry, back to the party.
CHIRPING
Oh...
You'll never taste another
OPRAH ZUCCHINI!
Ooh! Huh! Ha! Ooh!
Well, Oprah hates us.
But I found a true friend,
a brother.
Tom Cruise.
Tom is amazing.
He's ageing so well.
And he invented a whole new way
of sh**ting aerial stunts.
More people should know that.
I'm just happy you're happy.
SMOOCHING
DRAMATIC STING
It was me all along.
Guess I should have told you sooner.
And I should have told you sooner.
Now we really are brothers!
Nice!
Comrade President,
an American rap superstar
is here to see you.
I'mma let you finish,
but it's me, Yeezus,
AKA Yee, AKA St Pablo.
Super rapper, mega singer,
primo producer...
SADLY: ..and Kim Kardashian's ex.
Yes, Mr West, I am familiar with you
and your divorce issues.
That's not all you're familiar with.
You've been ripping off my sneakers
and selling fakes for cheap.
China sells many things.
Sneakers, toasters... hair.
Please, have a cup of hair.
Later. Now, look, this authentic
Yeezy sells for $600 online.
It's a work of art.
And you're selling knock-offs!
I see. Both shoes
are made in China for $10.
But you are upset that we sell ours
for $15 at Walmart
and you sell yours for $600?
They're completely different! See?
Your knock-off says
"Made in China".
That's YOUR shoe.
What?! Oh, sh*t.
Think of it
as us sampling your design.
Just as you sampled Bette Midler's
Mr Rockefeller in Last Call.
You can't copy greatness.
Why don't you explain that to...
Kanye East?
DRAMATIC STING
You made a knock-off of me?!
He's a perfect copy.
And he only cost $35.
He won't fool anybody!
He's got the bootleg zipper that
lets you know it isn't designer.
It'll never work.
Care to wager on that?
I propose we send Comye
to the VMA Awards in your place
and see how he succeeds.
You're on!
I'll bet you a million
of these primo beauties.
Once again, that is the fake.
Damn.
Last week,
we heard whistleblower testimony
that Facebook has been
ignoring the mental health
of teenagers using Instagram.
Today, we hear a response
from the executives in charge of
Facebook's Teenage Safety Committee.
MONKEYS SCREECHING
That's the most coherent testimony
this committee has had in years.
EXCITED SCREECHING
And now, to present the award
for video of the year,
Kanye West!
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
Please, no applause.
Not until the oppressed workers
of the world
are freed
from the capitalist yoke...
Looks like Kanye,
but he's talking different.
And what's with the Mao jacket?
It's called giving a toss
about fashion, you twat.
SHE CACKLES
Oh, OK.
..must obey the benevolent wishes
of our dear leader.
Also, these shoes are on sale
for $15 at Walmart.
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
Well, he rambled, walked off
and didn't even give the award.
Actually, that's the most lucid
he's ever been.
So, Mr West,
it seems you are not so difficult
to reproduce.
I have been truly humbled.
If I'm that easy to substitute,
a-am I even a god?
Perhaps I'm just
an ordinary demigod.
That's the message of China.
You are one in a billion,
and not in a good way.
I'm a platinum-level loser.
Hey, babe, you're
still pretty cool to me? Kim?
Thought you never wanted
to talk to me again!
That's Western Kim.
I'm communist Kim.
Com Kardashian.
They made my a*s 50% bigger
and 25% cheaper.
I love you so much, babe.
It doesn't bother you that I'm fake?
It's what I've always loved most
about you. Come here!
VASE SHATTERS
Oops?
It's OK. It's a knock-off.
Tyson, you just beat
Deontay Wilder
to retain
the heavyweight boxing title.
How do you plan to celebrate?
By clobberin' James Corden.
Oof!
Amazing!
THUD
Oh, you are adorable!
But 500 euros?
It's fiscally irresponsible.
I think it's perfect for you.
Oh!
Herr Harry Styles!
What are you doing
in a Bavarian antiques shop?
I like beautiful old things.
Especially if they're German
and wearing a muu-muu.
Oh! Ooh!
What brings you 'ere?
Now that I am no longer Chancellor,
I am trying to find myself.
You know, getting mein groove back.
Oh! Ach, look at the time
on ze cuckoo clock.
I must go, before ze bird
comes out and scolds me.
Wait! Why not enjoy a wild fantasy?
Get your groove back...
with me.
SHE GASPS
Really? But you were 11 years old
when I became Chancellor.
Which makes you younger
than the women I usually date.
Plus, you've got
grade-A German cans.
Oh!
SHE LAUGHS COYLY
Cue video.
# Olden, olden
# Olden
# I can see with my eyes
# The crinkles of your wrinkles
# Touching your crepe paper thighs
# I'll treat you, feed you
# Statins for your cholesterol
# Cos you're so olden, olden
# Olden
# You're so olden
# Get out in the sun
Get more liver spots, hon
# Because they look smokin'
# I ain't no Social Democrat
# He's got six n*pples like a cat
# He wears a thong
That's made of fur
# Respects me when I need to nap
# Olden, olden
# You're so olden
# You're so olden. #
That was an amazing video.
What shall we do tomorrow?
For us, there is no tomorrow.
You have torn down my Berlin walls!
I cannot be tied to vun man,
especially vun who owns
more pearl necklaces zan I do.
SHOP DOOR BELL JINGLES
Oh, jug.
Sometimes it's the old things
that are tough
and the young things
that are fragile.
Oh!
That's 500 euros!
Er... I'm Zayn Malik!
Scheisse!
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