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: Ian, they don't want this anymore. Just let them go! Ian
: But the guy just left, you should have said something about five seconds ago. Ian
: [soft voice
] Come back. David Seville
: Ian, they need a real life, not all of this. Besides, they just ruined the concert. Word'll get out, and no one will come to see them! Ian
: [places hands on Dave's cheeks
] Dave, they're chipmunks, who talk. People will come. Ian
: [to security guards
] Guys, with me. Ian
] Whoa, whoa... that's how we roll...
: Let's talk about your song, Dave. David Seville
: Well, as crazy as it sounds, the original inspiration came to me... Ian
: The song sucks, Dave. David Seville
: What? Ian
: Your song, it's awful, I hate it. Yeah, I mean, who's gonna sing it? Justin? Fergie? Not a chance. Come on, I need something new, something fresh... David Seville
: But that is new. Ian
: The next big thing. Dave, we go way back. We both come a long way since college. You, not so much. I wanted to like that song, but, you heard it... not that good. If I wasn't your friend, I'd say, "Dave, you go right back out of this office and you keep writing music, you'll get there someday." But I am your friend, so I'm going to tell you that there is no sense in writing songs that no one is ever, ever, going to sing. David Seville
: Alright people, settle in, settle in. It is a very special night tonight. Here at Jett Records we pride ourselves in bringing you tomorrow's music today. Oh, and guess what, I did it again. Ladies and gentlemen, here to sing their new hit single, give it up for Alvin, Simon, and Theodore!
: Dave Seville. Learn the name, look for the face. If he shows up tomorrow night, he doesn't get anywhere near my chipmunks. Got it? Security Guard
: Got it.
: [climbs on Ian's bed
] Uncle Ian? Ian
: [wakes up with a start
] What are you doing here? Theodore
: Can I sleep with you? I had a nightmare. Ian
: Oh... you had a nightmare? I had a nightmare too. In my nightmare, I had to put together 37 dates in 42 days, in 16 countries. And, I had to coordinate 121 radio and print interviews in 5 different languages. Ian
: [picks up Theodore
] And you know what Theo, the only difference is, in my nightmare, when I open my eyes, it doesn't end! Theodore
: So... is that a no?
[Ian throws Theodore out the door
: Whoa... oh... oh...
: [glances outside his mansion
] Hello?... Hello?
[Theodore smells Ian's foot and sneezes
[closes door and heads back to the stairs
] Alvin (singing voice)
, Simon (singing voice)
, Theodore (singing voice)
: [a capella
] Christmas, Christmas time is here / Time for toys and time for cheer / We can hardly stand the wait / Please Christmas, don't be late Ian
: Welcome to Jett Records.
: You guys better study your French, because we're going to Partis tonight. OK?
: Not many record studios want to hire the guy that blew it with the chipmunks, blew it with the chipettes, and passed on Justin Bieber. Twice, actually.
: Take the suit off, then. Ian
: I can't. Dave
: Why not? Ian
: I'm not wearing anything under it.
[sees an island
: Look! Dave
: It's okay. I believe you. Ian
: No, look!
: [looking for the chipmunks
] Alvin! Britney! Ian
: Chubby one! Girl chubby one!
: All right, Ian get everyone to the raft. If the volcano blows before I make it out of here, you have to promise me you'll-... Ian
: Leave without you. Got it!
: What part of "singing female chipmunks" don't these people understand?
: I had fifteen cars. That's like five more cars than anybody really needs.