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Jeff: Say it like you're angry.
Marc: But I'm not.
Jeff: Then Get angry.
Marc: (Growls like a bear.) Grrrrr... What do you mean Prepped for surgery? (Then breaks out in fits of giggles.)
Jeff: Come on Marc. You're supposed to be angry.
Marc: (Laughing so hard he can't talk.)
Danny: (From other side of the room) Hey Marc, Joey just ate your lunch.
Marc: He WHAT?!?! I'LL KILL HIM!!!
Jeff: Perfect, now say the line aga... Hey! Where are you going?
Marc: I'm gonna deactivate him... (Grumbles and storms out of the room.)