Devon Banks:
Celebrity snuff. Reality content made exclusively for your mobile phone: Oh what's that? MC Lyte just murdered Danny Bonaduce? Thanks, PHONE.
Dr. Leo Spaceman:
I have the results of your DNA Test, now, I am very serious about doctor/patient confidentiality, so I am gunna have to ask that all four of us keep this to ourselves.
Tracy Jordan:
Doctor Spaceman, when they check my DNA, will they tell me what diseases I might get, or help me to remember my ATM pin code?
Dr. Leo Spaceman:
Absolutely. Science is whatever we want it to be.
Maury Povich:
[
after discovering that he is a descendant of Thomas Jefferson, Tracy is dreaming that he's on "The Maury Povich Show"] All right, Tracy. I have the DNA results right here. Are you ready to find out who your biological father is?
Tracy Jordan:
I think I am.
Maury Povich:
Tracy, meet your father, Tom!
Tracy Jordan:
No! I hate you, Thomas Jefferson! I don't know who I am anymore! You can't be my father!
Sally Hemings:
Hey, Maury. He's a dog! He's a dog!
Maury Povich:
Sally Hemmings just called you a dog, Thomas Jefferson.
Thomas Jefferson:
No matter, Maurice. I am here for you, Tracy Jordan. I rode a horse all the way from heaven to tell you something important. America, which I invented...
[
the audience boos, and Jefferson makes a pixelated rude gesture to the audience]
Thomas Jefferson:
... which I invented, is a great country because we are not burdened by our pasts. Embrace who you are, Tracy Jordan. And may the force be with you always.
Liz Lemon:
You're worried about that guy?
Jack Donaghy:
Banks is in New York for a reason, and I intend to send him back to L.A.
Liz Lemon:
Wow, if this turns into a showdown, you guys could settle it with a
[
imitating Jack's gravelly voice]
Liz Lemon:
"talking like this contest."
Jack Donaghy:
Banks is no slouch: He pioneered the concept of ten-second internet sitcoms.
Jack Donaghy:
I want you on this, Lemon. Those jokes you wrote for my Mitt Romney fundraiser, they were top-notch.
Liz Lemon:
Those weren't jokes! That was an appeal for a return to common sense and decency.
Jack Donaghy:
Well, they got big laughs.
[
Tracy is trying to avoid a subpoena regarding a paternity test]
Toofer:
How do you know it's not your child?
Tracy Jordan:
'Cause I remember the girl, and it's impossible. I never got out of my car, and she never got all the way out of her tollbooth.
Jack Donaghy:
Good God; Devon is gay. He's even more powerful than I thought.
Liz Lemon:
[
facetiously] Maybe you should seduce him and get him to tell you all his secret plans.
[
cut to Kenneth sitting in front of Jack's desk]
Kenneth Parcell:
So, Mr. Donaghy, what can I do for you?
[
Jack wants a naïve Kenneth to gather intelligence about Devon Banks]
Jack Donaghy:
You should get to know Devon; tell him all of your television ideas. You know, he started off as a page, just like you.
Kenneth Parcell:
Really? So did I!
Tracy Jordan:
Dr. Spacemen, when they check my DNA, will it tell me what diseases I might get, or help me to remember my ATM PIN code?
Dr. Leo Spaceman:
Absolutely. Science is whatever we want it to be.
Dr. Leo Spaceman:
Boy, it's crazy to think we used to settle questions of paternity by dunking a woman in water until she admitted she made it all up.
[
Chuckles]
Dr. Leo Spaceman:
Hmm, different time in the '60s.
[
it is the night of Jack's big NBC fireworks show. Liz, Pete, and Floyd watch on TV]
Al Roker:
[
on TV] Welcome to the "Rockefellar Center Salute to Fireworks." Now, without further ado, three hours of fireworks!
[
numerous fireworks surround the building, growing in intensity]
Floyd:
Wait, fireworks... in midtown?
Liz Lemon:
On a day that's *not* the 4th of July.
[
the fireworks continue to gain intensity and a high shot on TV shows what looks like explosions surrounding the building]
Pete Hornberger:
[
spits out his popcorn] Oh, my God!
Liz Lemon:
[
dryly] Oh, boy. That's gonna scare a lot of people.
Floyd:
I feel more confused and betrayed than those people that worked with Tootsie.
Liz Lemon:
I'm really sorry about what I did. And I know you can't forgive me but just to even things out, here is all my weird secret stuff. I have been sexually rejected by not one, but two guys who later went to clown college. I get super nervous whenever I hear a vacuum cleaner because when I was a kid, my mom used to turn on the vacuum to drown out the sound of her and my dad fighting. Which is why I rarely vacuum my apartment. Like, never. I have had three doughnuts so far today. Once in college, I pooped my pants a little bit at a country steaks all you can eat buffet and I didn't leave until I finished my second plate of shrimp. A couple months ago, I went on a date with my cousin. Wow, I am a mess. There is an 80% chance that in the next election I will tell all my friends that I'm voting for Barack Obama but I will secretly vote for John McCain. Here's one: when I was a kid, I used to put on my fanciest nightgown and then I would mix orange soda and cream soda in a champagne glass and I would sit in the dark and watch The Love Boat. Consequently, I have some weird sexual fantasy stuff about Gopher from The Love Boat. And I lied. I have had five doughnuts today.
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