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Judy:
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Things just keep getting worse and worse...
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Punch:
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Our next guest is none other than that wiley one, Faye Valentine.
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Voice off stage:
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Um, Punch...
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Punch:
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:::tired and stressed::: What now?
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V.O.S.:
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She's on the phone. She's refusing to do the interview.
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Punch:
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Put her on.
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Faye:
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:::angrily::: I told you that I'll do the show if you pay me! I'm not going to miss work for nothing!
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Judy:
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Faye, if you can't get away why don't we just talk over the phone.
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Faye:
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Will you pay me?
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Punch:
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I'm sorry we can't do that.
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Faye:
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:::the manager can be heard yelling at Faye over the phone::: Sorry gotta go, or I'll lose this job too. :::hangs up:::
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Judy:
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:::sarcastically::: What a great show this is turning out to be!
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Punch:
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:::sighs heavily::: Yudi, what you say we just go on to the next interview?
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Judy:
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Why not, but I have a feeling that it'll be another disaster.
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