"SuperMansion" sneak-peak...
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[Whirring] [Title music]
[Whirring]
Man: It's alive!
[Thunder rumbles]
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Narrator: Now back to Davenport, the Drama Llama.
The tempter or the tempted, who sins most?
[Spits] Tis not she ... nor doth she tempt ...
but it is I that... lying by the virtue of the...
sun does as the carrion and...
not as the flower, corrupt with virtuous...
[Continuous spits]
...beauty.
[Cheers and applause]
Thanks for inviting me, Penelope.
Oh, I'm sorry ... Peppa-Mint. So what's Chef Club about?
- Chef Club is about friendship! - Cool!
All: And owning stuff!
Like my new Sparkle Clean dishwasher.
[Laughing heartily] Hey, gals! Why don't you slide
those dirty plates in me, like you're supposed to?
I always let my husband do the dishes. [Chuckles]
[All gasp]
She didn't mean it, Baby!
Hey, do you guys want to take a walk or something, like, outside?
You haven't even tried out my super rare Moonlight Dazzle Mop.
[Laughing heartily] Drag my face on the floor!
Holy shit! Okay, does he feel pain?
- Who cares? - Yea... [Gargling]
Yeah, I think I might take off.
Aw, come on, Sara. Sit on my face some more.
Oh, my God! The chair talks, too?
Mm-hmm. Just like the locks on the doors,
and the bars in the windows, so we never,
ever, ever have to leave our stuff again!
[All chanting] Stuff! Stuff!
Hello? Jeff?
I need you to come pick me up, right now.
I'm your husband now, Sara.
Euuaaaggghhh! Aah! Aah!
[All chanting] Stuff! Stuff!
[Screams]
- Ready for our first patient, Doc? - Achoo!
I'd say he has a cold, Mom.
You're right, Doc. What do you recommend?
Plenty of rest and some chicken soup.
And he'll be good as ...
My baby! She got hit by a car!
Pupils fixed and dilated. Possible subdural hematoma.
[Gasps] We need to intubate. Wind pipe is crushed.
Trach her! [Gasps]
Her heart stopped! I'm going in!
- Maybe she just needs a pick-me-up song! - Rib spreader!
♪ A doctor's office is a real nice place! ♪ [Grunting]
♪ A lollipop puts a smile on your face ♪
[Exhales sharply]
Come on, breathe, damn it, breathe! [Retches]
[Vomits, coughing]
Phew! All in a day's work, right, kiddo?
I want to be an accountant.
I can be anything I want!
After all, we animals overcame our baser instincts
and now we're thinking, caring, talking creatures.
Wahhhh! My insides are outside!
[Whimpers] What kind of world is this?!
Eughh, bugs! Gross! [Vipers whirring]
[Chuckling] Whoops! Almost forgot my life preserver.
Oh, Jesus, I just need to see this.
Oswald, you know you're an octopus, right?
- You literally cannot drown. - Safety first!
- Oh [bleep] me. - [Grunts] Oohh!
Huh. Um... Huh.
[Heavy metal music]
♪ Road Hawgs, Road Hawgs ♪
♪ What, what ♪
♪ Mutant teen pig-people hogs are ♪
♪ Road Hawgs, Road Hawgs ♪
♪ Road Haaaaaawgs! ♪
♪ Manpig, Pigman, Flank, and Steve ♪
♪ They're pigs on wheels that honk and squeal ♪
- # Road Hawgs - Used to be human, no one fightin' #
♪ But their dad accidentally turned them into swines ♪
♪ Road Hawgs, Road Hawgs ♪
♪ Swallow porcine DNA ♪
♪ Road Hawgs, Road Hawgs ♪
♪ Now they're mutated in a terrible way ♪
- # Road Hawgs # - Hawg-tacular!
If we're ever gonna find an antidote,
we'll need to stop Dr. Bovine from...
- Hey, where's Flank? - Saw him out back earlier.
Steve, have you seen Flank?
Uhh...
[Dramatic music]
- No. - Steve?!
Guys, uh, look...
[Laughing] I just ... I love bacon soooo much!
- It's so good! - Us too, buddy. Us too.
- Then I guess... Let's eat, man! - Trickin' awesome!
♪ Road Hawgs! ♪
Announcer: Brought to you by the makers of "Cheese League."
Narrator: And now, Taking A Guess At Shows We Don't Watch.
Nacho cheese!
In... Seattle?
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[Splashing water]
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Cheese...
Seattle... in...?
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Oh, my God. The time! [Gulping]
Ahh! Shake it off!
[Bleep] keys! Ruhh! [Glass shatters]
[Tires screech]
Oh, my God! I'm so sorry.
- Smells like beer. - Buddy, I just forgot.
[Sighs] You always forget.
Son...
Daddy's going through a tough time, but...
- I love you more than life ... - Look out!
[Screams, tires screeching]
Please, God! Someone help me!
- My son needs a doctor! Please! - I can help!
- You can? Are you a doctor?! - Yes, my friend.
My name is Dr. Sunjayvandanacandanapecarpecar.
Huh?!
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Welcome to Westworld,
where you can you live out your every fantasy.
This better be good, Ford.
I present to you our very first host, Dolores, generation one.
She's... so... lifelike!
No, no, no. Not "she." It.
We must never forget that the hosts are not real.
I mean, I'll try, but... Wow.
[Clears throat] Dolores, take one. Howdy, y'all!
Can they, you know, uhhhh, have... sex?
Why don't you ask it?
Hello, Dolores? You look lovely.
May we have sexual intercourse?
[Take recorder rewinding] Yes ... to the thing you said!
Whoo! Ow! All right! Don't wait up!
[Door opens, slams shut]
Imagine a whole world of these hosts.
[Grunting] Catering to your every ...
[Moaning, air hissing] I broke it.
Also, the tape recorder gave me a gash on my forehead.
[Tape recorder rewinding]
[Mumbling nonsensically]
[Tape recorder rewinds]
[Mumbling nonsensically]
Huh. That's a boner killer.
Wow, I can't believe I'm finally getting Lasik surgery!
Wow, I can't believe they sold a laser to a rabbit!
Hi, we're the American Pickers, cruising the country
and learning about history
while digging through other people's junk.
Mind if we come in and have a look around?
[Mumbling]
- Whoa, Frankie, do you see that? - Yeah, Mike. I do.
1917 Goldstein Brothers cast-iron stove.
In the stove-picking game, this is the holy grail.
So what would you need for the stove? $500?
[Chain saw buzzing]
- Wow! - As usual, Frankie comes out
the gate with a low-ball offer and nearly blows the whole pick.
What about these meat hooks?
Would you take... $100 apiece?
[Mumbling agreeably]
I'm a meat-hook guy.
Meat hooks are big sellers in our Nashville store.
I got Leatherface to come down on the stove,
and even though it cost me an arm, it didn't cost me a leg.
That's what I call a good pick!
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Woman: What happens when four best friends
write each other letters about how they really feel?
[Music]
The letters have been delivered.
"We're best friends, and I love you." Aw!
"But I have to tell you that you're weak.
I mean, I've heard of damsels in distress,
but you make Princess Peach look like Ronda Rousey"?
What? Okay, who wrote this?
Can't wait for that letter. [Chuckles heartily]
"For the love of God, get some [bleep] contacts."
That's all they wrote?
"I think you two have a serious addiction problem."
Like, oh, boy, Scoob.
They're sayin' we gotta stop eatin' Scooby Snacks!
They rrha'?!
[Chuckles] What do you mean I don't have a letter?
Man: Um, the show is only about four best friends.
[Chuckles nervously] You're kidding, right?
I didn't make the cut?
Did the dog make the cut?
Woman: Each friend has one week to improve themselves.
I can't believe they called me a damsel in distress.
[Train whistle approaching]
Wait a minute...
[Chuckling] This is not my yoga class.
- Give us the mic! - Give me my letter!
Like, dude, we can do it, old pal.
Just one week. With nuh... with no ...
With no [bleep] Scooby Snacks, man!
Like, I'm freakin' out! [Bleep] No!
Woman: It's been a week since the gang received their letters.
Let's see if they fixed their flaws.
Like, man, I will sell you a body part for one Scooby Snack!
I'd rrhuck your rrhick! [Sobs]
Guys... I got Lasik!
- Rra'?! - They're still healing.
[Door bursts open]
[Grunts]
Enough sittin' around, shit for brains!
- Let's do this!! [Grunts] - Ow!
Hmm... if the owner died a decade ago,
why start haunting now?
Oh, I'm sorry. Were you talking to me?
- The fifth wheel? Because ... - Let's get this son of a bitch!
- Hey! - Who's your mother?!
- Ow! - Yeah! Get over here!
[Glass shatters] [Grunting]
Now let's see who the "ghost" really is.
[Grunting]
[All gasping] [Vomits]
Butler. Called it.
♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk ♪
♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk-a-wawk wawk bawk bawk ♪
♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk ♪
♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk-a-wawk wawk bawk bawk ♪
♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk ♪
♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk-a-wawk wawk bawk bawk ♪
- Ba-gawk! - Bawk.
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