[both laughing] - mary-kelly, you are the reason the bank took my house. ha ha ha!hat am i saying? i don't have a house. i don't need a duvet. [both laughing] - i'm just saying if people were friends around here, it would make work better. there'd be less fighting, less complaining, less graffiti about you in the bathroom. e alone. i'm just trying to make it to the weekend. - okay, here's the rundown. so i did some more research on the suberbug, and-- - you know what? why don't you swing by my office after the show, and we'll talk about it. - okay. - what. did a pen explode on my face again? you know what? i don't care. i'm not gonna stop chewing 'em. - you're sleeping with chuck. - wha-ha-ha-ha! oh, my god! i would never. my body is a temple, and by that i mean i let a lotta jewish guys in. but seriously, though, chuck asked me to produce a piece because, you know, he thinks i'm doing a good job. he seems something in me. - yeah. himself. - all right... - not to generalize, but in the history of all time, a man has never helped a woman... not without an ulterior mo