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Jack:
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Hello, everyone. I'm so happy to see all of you and to welcome you to Season Four. which is, of course, the name of this restaurant, the number one Asian fusion restaurant in New York. where we will be eating the number-one-selling food in the rest of America.
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Liz:
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I'm so happy to see all of you and to welcome you to Season Four. which is, of course, the name of this restaurant, the number one Asian fusion restaurant in New York.
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Jenna:
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Liz:
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All right, Cheesy Blasters! ♪ You take a hot dog. Stuff it with some jack cheese. Fold it in a pizza. You've got Cheesy Blasters ♪ And then, all the kids say, ''Thanks, Meat Cat!'' And then, Meat Cat flies away on his, um... skateboard.
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Tracy:
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I can't eat this, I'm a foodie.
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Jack:
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These Cheesy Blasters are here to teach us a lesson. The economy is struggling and your parent company is struggling with it. why, because we've lost touch with the heartland. Consumers. with the real America.
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Liz:
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Okay, that's a nonsense term. All of America is America.
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Jack:
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well, like it or not, you are all part of the elite. when was the last time any of you worked for the minimum wage?
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Tracy:
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well, before I made it as a stand-up, I was a bucket drummer in the subway.
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Liz:
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Tracy:
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Oh, yeah? Then how come I got sued for sexual harassment at it?
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Jack:
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Tracy, you may come from humble beginnings, but you've been rich for a long time. I think it's affecting your act.
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Tracy:
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You know how on St. Bart's, people be eating their lobsters like this? [Eating sounds] Don't look at me in the eyes!
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Tracy:
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Have I lost touch with my roots? I better talk to Rabbi Shmuley about this.
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Jenna:
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Jack, if it would help the show, I would be willing to ''go country''.
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Jack:
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Liz:
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''Go country''? what does that mean?
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Jenna:
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It's a totally legitimate career move, Liz. The best way for a lady to get heat in this industry is to either record a country album or have a lesbian relationship.
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Jack:
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Uh, we'll start with ''going country''. To T.G.S. we'll trick those race-car-loving wideloads into watching your lefty, homoerotic propaganda hour yet.
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Liz:
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well, you just don't like anybody, do you?
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Jack:
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