INT. RECORDING STUDIO - DAY The PRODUCER is pacing in the studio, running through a list of tasks. PRODUCER: ...and once you get the station directory updated, you need to start working through that backlog of DFO Radio podcasts. DJ 3000: [CONTROLLER NOT FOUND] PRODUCER: Knock it off, I know there's nothing wrong with
INT. RECORDING STUDIO - DAY A disappointed-looking PRODUCER is seated in front of the console, talking on the phone. PRODUCER: ...and of course I'm not a doctor Mr. Brown but I really don't think more cryotherapy is the answer. ANTONIO BROWN: [inaudible] PRODUCER: [sighs] Well, yes, your football career really must come first. I guess
Good morning everyone! Nice to be back in the saddle after DJ Taj filled in so astutely last week. We're coming into the home stretch for this season of Sunday Gravy. After today we have 4 more episodes and then we return ourselves to the brutality, futility, frustration, angst and over-caloric consumption
INT. NEW YORK JETS TRAINING FACILITY - DAY A pair of men are standing outside an office, inspecting the name plate that is mounted on the wall. JANITOR: So...you want it changed again. ADAM GASE: That's right. JANITOR: But... GASE: Listen, the hierarchy here is...fluid. JANITOR: Okay. GASE: And it's important that my title here accurately reflects
INT. RECORDING STUDIO - DAY A well-tanned PRODUCER and a cheerfully lit-up DJ 3000 stroll into the office. PRODUCER: Well that sure was a relaxing eight week stay in Puerto Vallarta, wouldn't you say, DJ 3000? DJ 3000: SI, SI, FUE MUY RELAJENTE. PRODUCER: We're back in the States, buddy. Better switch back to English before
INT. DARKENED GUEST ROOM AT CASA MANNING - LATE NIGHT VOICE 1: Are you...are you sure this is a good idea? VOICE 2: It's fine. I mean, we're both adults. VOICE 1: Yeah, but...[trails off] VOICE 2: You're worried about what they'll say. VOICE 1: A little bit, yeah. VOICE 2: If they find out. VOICE 1: Yeah. VOICE 2: Honestly, it's none of their business.
INT. ELI'S ROOM - LATE NIGHT ELI MANNING and DANIEL JONES have returned to ELI's room. ELI's cheeks are covered with tomato sauce from the pizza rolls he just scarfed down. ELI MANNING: Wow, man, I'm pretty stuffed. DANIEL JONES: [grinds teeth] ELI: I think maybe I should brush my teeth and then crash. DANIEL:
INT. KITCHEN – NIGHT ABBY MANNING releases DANIEL JONES' wrist and he steps back, rubbing it. At that moment... --- [door flies open] --- ELI MANNING: ...so about those pizza rolls... ABBY: [frowns] ELI: Oh, hey Abby. ABBY: Hello, Eli. [looks at him more closely] Eli, what's going on with your eyes? Did you catch pinkeye