Howard Langston:
You're too late. I've already got the right answer! I won! Yeah!
Myron Larabee:
I don't need the right answer to win! I got this!
[Pulls out a package]

Howard Langston:
And what's that?
Myron Larabee:
This Mr Track Star, is a homemade explosive device!
Howard Langston:
[in disbelief]
A bomb?
DJ:
[gasps]
Good lordy
Myron Larabee:
Yes in layman terms a bomb! So back up!
Howard Langston:
You built a bomb?
Myron Larabee:
No I didn't have to build a bomb. Don't you read the news? Hundreds of these things come through the mail every day. I just kept one in case I ever needed it.
[to radio DJ]

Myron Larabee:
so give me the doll, or I'm going to blow up everybody in this place!
Howard Langston:
Are you out of your mind? Put this thing away! This is not worth it!
Myron Larabee:
Well maybe not to you but to me it is. So back up! Back up!
Howard Langston:
Myron! Come on old buddy. Give me the package all right? Come on.
Myron Larabee:
Did you call me "buddy?"
Howard Langston:
Yeah.
Myron Larabee:
I am not your buddy! I tried to be your teammate! I wanted to be your friend! But no. You had other plans for Myron Larabee!
Howard Langston:
No, I had no plans.
Myron Larabee:
You were no different than the rest of those civilians, those common letter writers who make fun of my knee socks and my safari hat in the summer!
[the radio DJ is stifling his laughter at this]

Myron Larabee:
are you laughing at me?
DJ:
Huh? Oh no. Lord no. No, not at all.
Myron Larabee:
Mr. Ponytail Man I know you! I know your kind! You're the kind that puts the trash can in front of the mailbox so I have to get out of my Jeep don't you?
DJ:
No,not true! I recycle!
Howard Langston:
Shut up!
Myron Larabee:
That's right! Shut up! Why do you think the window is there? So I can just put the mail in there! But you act like everything's okay! "Hey Mr mailman" like I have no feelings of my own!
[He throws the package]

Howard Langston:
Hit the deck!
DJ:
Oh.
Myron Larabee:
[the package is really a musical box]
look I'm sorry, I've been under pressure since this ZIp+4 thing
Howard Langston:
You twisted...
Myron Larabee:
Don't hit me! I got sickle cell! Don't hit me!
DJ:
Excuse me. Gentleman. Are you two under the impression that I have a Turbo Man doll here in the studio.
Howard Langston:
Yes.
Myron Larabee:
That's what you said on the radio.
DJ:
Oh,no. No,no. No,no,no,no. What I actually said was whoever won would get a doll eventually. You see what we have here-- Ha! Oh! Is a gift certificate.
Howard Langston, Myron Larabee:
A gift certificate?
DJ:
Right. As soon as they get some dolls in the store.
[Police sirens are heard outside]

Howard Langston:
Did you call the cops?
DJ:
Well... kinda.
Myron Larabee:
Let's get outta here but I'm going first buddy!

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