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Britney and K-Fed Christmas

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The setup

Britney Spears and Kevin Federline crash the show in holiday spirit to insist their marriage is fine, then hand their baby to a hired helper and finish with a mangled Christmas lullaby.

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Because I keep dropping him every time I see shiny things.

Yo, if she tried to divorce me, I would kill her, yo.

The premise

Here’s the bit.

Introduced as guests who will clear the air about their public life, a bleach-blonde Britney and a Santa-hatted, tank-topped Kevin bounce on stage wishing everyone happy holidays and shouting about hot dogs. They swear they are not heading for a divorce, though his idea of reassurance is a threat, and she boasts about their baby before summoning the woman they hired to carry him because she keeps dropping him. The infant produces a smell and a scramble, a pile of kisses and misplaced affection, and the pair close by announcing a Christmas lullaby for viewers to sing to their own babies, which dissolves into repeated shouts of Merry Christmas.

ScriptEnglish · 29 turns

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  1. 00:00

    Speaker 1

    Ladies and gentlemen, Britney Spears and Kevin Federline. Ladies

  2. 00:12

    Britney Spears

    Hey y'all, happy holidays, and gentlemen,

  3. 00:20

    Britney Spears

    Matt TV said that if K-Fed and I came on the show, then we could clear the air about our relationship. And that I could have all the hot dogs that I could fit in my mouth and pockets. Hot dogs, bitches!

  4. 00:32

    Kevin Federline

    Mmm, I'm hungry! Yo, come here and get some of this.

  5. 00:38

    Britney Spears

    Oh, yum.

  6. 00:40

    Britney Spears

    But seriously, y'all, Kevin and I are doing just fine, okay? We're not going to get a divorce.

  7. 00:45

    Kevin Federline

    Yo, if she tried to divorce me, I would kill her, yo.

  8. 00:49

    Britney Spears

    I'll kill you.

  9. 00:50

    Britney Spears

    Oh, my God, you are so funny.

  10. 00:53

    Britney Spears

    No, but seriously, how can we not be happy when we have a little baby? Maria, bring out our baby.

  11. 00:58

    Britney Spears

    Um, I had to hire a Mexico person to hold on to him. Because I keep dropping him every time I see shiny things.

  12. 01:07

    Britney Spears

    Or chicken fingers.

  13. 01:08

    Kevin Federline

    Oh, chicken fingers. Yo, I'll put honey mustard on those little bitches, yo. Damn.

  14. 01:13

    Britney Spears

    Maria, come out.

  15. 01:17

    Kevin Federline

    Oh, yeah. Yo, that came out of there, yo.

  16. 01:21

    Britney Spears

    You're so romantic. That's right.

  17. 01:23

    Britney Spears

    Hi, my baby. I love you, little Preston Applebee's Cheetos Spears. Better laugh.

  18. 01:33

    Britney Spears

    Hi, you were safe.

  19. 01:36

    Britney Spears

    Ew, ew, Kevin, it smells funny. Make it go away.

  20. 01:40

    Britney Spears

    Oh, oh, um, uh, Bobanos. Bobanos. Poor Bobanos. Poor David. Poor David Bobanos. Nordita, Nordita. Gracious, gracious.

  21. 01:49

    Britney Spears

    Wow, so, Kevin, that was really scary. Could you hold me?

  22. 01:53

    Kevin Federline

    Come here, you little slut.

  23. 01:58

    Britney Spears

    Oh, God.

  24. 01:59

    Kevin Federline

    you taste so good

  25. 02:01

    Britney Spears

    yeah like hot dogs what's up later

  26. 02:04

    Britney Spears

    we're so glad that we got to come here and clear everything up so we now would just like to leave y'all with a little Christmas lullaby that we wrote so y'all could sing it to y'all's babies

  27. 02:17

    Kevin Federline

    yeah don't hit that music you idiot

  28. 02:20

    Britney Spears

    Oh, what? What? What? What?

  29. 02:22

    Britney Spears

    Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Merry Christmas, baby. Baby. B-b-b-b-baby. It means so much to me. Merry Christmas.

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