I’m sure someone’s already transcribed this, but just in case they haven’t:
GRIFFIN: “…ah, but this Yahoo was sent in by, ah,
Amelie Belcher! Thanks, Amelie. It’s by Yahoo Answers user— JUSTIN: (weird falsetto with undetermined accent)
“Amelie?” [A beat of silence.] GRIFFIN: “What was that?
What wa—” JUSTIN: “It’s my impression of Amelie from the film—”
GRIFFIN: “From the
movie, ‘Amelie’?” JUSTIN: (weird falsetto with accent) “Amelie!” [Another beat.] GRIFFIN: “’Cause she just walks around—” TRAVIS: “That’s not an impression, you just—” GRIFFIN: “It’s about a young girl—” JUSTIN, as AMELIE: “Allo! I am Amelie!” GRIFFIN: (laughing) “—who… can only say her own
name.” JUSTIN, as AMELIE: “I cook an egg with a spoon!” [Griffin is still laughing.] JUSTIN, as AMELIE: “Amelie!” TRAVIS: (quietly) “Jesus.” GRIFFIN: (in hysterics) “She cook an egg with a spoon?” JUSTIN, as AMELIE: “Fall in love again with me, Amelie!
Now on DVD!” TRAVIS: “This week on Moneyzone: Amelie.” JUSTIN, as AMELIE: “You missed the f—you missed out new
relationships but maybe fall in love with me Amelie!” (I think? “Amelie”’s mystical
accent is difficult to parse. It’s like French-Finnish-Swedish or something.) “Don’t look for me on BluRay, I’m not on
BluRay yet! I’m on DVD!” [Griffin coughs, and then continues laughing. As “Amelie” goes on, you can hear Griffin laughing harder and harder.] JUSTIN, as AMELIE: “I’m too small to fit on the BluRay,
they lose me… I am Amelie! I’m hiding near the spindle… I am Amelie! JUSTIN, as AMELIE: “This laser
disc is gigantic. I am on the edge of it. Hellooo!” JUSTIN, as AMELIE: “It is like a plate for my
egg dinner. Delicious! I am Amelie!” [Griffin is now crying laughing.] JUSTIN, as AMELIE: “I am inside your pocket. You have
enough money to buy my DVD!” GRIFFIN: (weeping) “You
have to stop or it’ll be the whole show!” JUSTIN, as AMELIE: “I miss VHS tapes because I would
get in the little holes and spin around. Like teacups at Disney—” TRAVIS: “Is she a Borrower?! What’s going on?!” JUSTIN, as AMELIE: “Yes I live in a hole with a mice king!”
[Travis is now also laughing, while Griffin continues to
unravel.] JUSTIN, as AMELIE: “I’m married to the mice king. My
staff is a lollipop. Amelie!” [Another beat. I suspect Griffin edited out a long stretch
of him pleading for sweet release.] GRIFFIN: (catching his breath) “Okay.” TRAVIS: “Oh, jesus.” GRIFFIN: (sniffling and weak) “Thank you. Ugh. Christ.
Gimme a second. All right.”
End transcription. It is important that you know that occasionally, to this day, if the name Amelie is mentioned, Justin’s “Amelie” will very quietly say her own name.
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