Radiostars Page #7

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Joke's on me.

Fine performance, Smithers.

We'll be right back

after Metronomy on Blast FM.

What have you done?

What's going on?

He's gonna faint.

Call someone.

Call emergency services.

It's my fault.

What's wrong with him?

Did we even make him sign a contract?

We're in sh*t, guys. In deep sh*t.

A sonofabitch thing to say.

Calm down, we're in a hospital.

In a hospital with a sonofabitch.

What do you know?

Contracts, taxes,

whaddya know?

Keep your mouth shut.

Cut it out!

Gentlemen, please.

Stop that.

He'll pull through.

It was a minor stroke.

At his age?

We ran tests.

I thought it was bovine blood.

He was full of bull hormones.

He's got to stop drinking that.

His polydipsia could be fatal.

- Polydipsia?

- When you can't stop drinking.

Polydipsia.

Gentlemen.

Thanks, doc.

Polydipsia.

How you doing, guys?

Isn't Marseille wonderful?

Aren't they handsome?

I guess this is little sis.

Nice to meet you.

Don't worry about Jeremie,

I spoke to his folks.

He'll be in Paris tomorrow.

Can I borrow him?

Good news.

You did a great job.

We should be back on top.

I'm very pleased.

I am really pleased.

What you do is...

Look, I'll be clear.

If you want the Breakfast Show,

it's yours.

Just do a good job tonight.

What about the others?

We only air 24 hours a day.

In this business,

you always take someone's job.

I can't renew all contracts.

Tonight, grab your chance.

Well?

What did he say?

You gonna do it?

Right?

15 days of comic stardom

and you replace

15 years of experience.

15 years' graft

to earn the right to wake 'em up.

I wake them up.

My voice is the first one they hear.

Before their wife, husband or boss.

Take a good look.

I'm single.

I smoke 3 packs a day,

I ruin my health.

The show's all I have.

You get that?

The difference is I'd never stiff you.

You're so scared of being stiffed

you stiff your pals.

I don't care about the concert,

but I'll do it.

Good.

You're right.

Are my texts ready?

You with me? Are they ready?

You're on.

Good evening, Marseille!

How's it going in the Dome?

Thanks for coming

to this one-off concert

organized

by Blast FM's Breakfast Club.

Thanks for tuning in

and listening week in, week out.

And I mean thank you.

Everything's cool

now the sound's working,

but I'm alone here on stage.

In the Breakfast studio, I'm not.

We're missing someone, at least.

At least one.

His name's Cyril!

Give it up for him

because here he is!

Cyril in Marseille!

Cyril, come on out.

Let's hear it for Cyril!

Hell yeah!

Hello, Massilia,

Phocean city of the Sun King.

Above all, hello to you, girls.

You can stay, guys.

Thank you, Cyril!

Hold on.

There can't be just two of us here.

Louder.

Who's missing?

Louder!

Here's...

Arnold!

Is Le Panier in the house tonight?

Is Belsunce in the house tonight?

Is Marseille in the house tonight?

And let's hear it

for our boss, Frederico!

Don't worry.

We can't say he's the boss.

If you think about it,

the boss is the audience.

The boss could be you.

Come on.

The boss...

What if the boss was a lady?

Absolutely right.

Why shouldn't she be the boss?

- Here's the boss.

- Very pretty.

Why shouldn't the boss be

that guy there?

But if you think

long and hard about it,

the boss is you, you, you...

All bosses.

Come on up, bosses!

How did it end?

They couldn't fire us.

We were No.1.

Alex and I went away to write.

May I ask your director

the last question?

How did Alex react when he found out

about you and his sister?

What?

You and my sister?

You're dating my sister?

Hold on, Marie.

I find out live on national radio

that you're dating my sister?

What is this?

Marie, it's not your fault,

but what's going on?

I'm sorry.

- Let's hear it.

- Later maybe?

How long have you been together?

He's fooling.

Just kidding.

But I am meeting his mother soon.

And I can't wait.

What?

- Forget it.

- She's cute.

- Cut it out.

- Beautiful even.

Maybe so, but...

- If the vibe's good...

- No vibe, she's my mother.

- You never know.

- Stop!

Thanks, both of you,

and good luck with the show.

- Thanks.

- Thanks for having us.

Stroke the dog

before saying hi to your buddies.

Real classy. Honestly.

You killed tonight.

I am so pleased you could make it.

- So pleased.

- You're so funny.

- I appreciate it.

- 90 minutes of...

Hold on, guys. Stop.

Can we talk about that?

News flash, maybe.

They're Uggs.

The preferred shoe

of Australian surfers.

I treated myself in the sales.

Good job, see you soon.

I gotta run.

See you later, guys.

Stay, we got a doss lined up.

I'm parked in a loading bay.

- That old trick.

- Great excuse.

Yeah, it's a loading bay.

How many times I gotta say it?

You know what he's like.

- He could make an effort.

- He did. He came already.

That's a huge effort.

So what now?

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