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The Apprentice, Week 10: Domino's Pizza and Meatballs
Original Air Date: 4/4/05
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Chris, who is still not a homosexual, gushes over Alex, “Alex? Love him to death. He has an incredible personality; he’s very creative. I believe he is very honest; he is a heartfelt individual.”
Net Worth discusses pizza possibilities. The clever bunch doesn’t let it slip by that Trump likes meatballs, so they toss around ideas like “Meatball and Pepperoni Pizzazz,” “The Great Meatball Experience,” and “Meataroni,” which to me sounds more like a Hamburger Helper reference than anything else. It’s like Brainstorming for Dummies. Alex finally comes up with “Meatball Masterpiece,” which for some reason everyone gushes over, making him look awfully uncomfortable. A little alliteration and suddenly he’s the Bard reincarnated.
I just noticed that Stephanie has the most annoying accent ever when she refers to the “meatbawl” pizza.
Chris has a big wad of crap hanging in his lip. He explains to Angie, “Mr. Trump told me I’m not allowed to chew tobacco any longer or I’d be fired. I’m chewing sunflower seeds.” This actually seems to annoy Angie, who begs him to go get some nicotine gum before he loses it. Yeah, I’d give it about fifteen minutes before Mr. Squeaky makes his way out and throws a nic fit. “You’re going to lose focus,” she chastises. Chris says vehemently, “I will not lose focus. I may be a little short.” For some reason this makes Angie feel better, who points out, “Well, you’re short on a good day.”
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Near the pizza-making training facility in Brooklyn, Alex and Chris negotiate a deal with construction workers. I’m not sure about this whole “profit” nonsense, but I think $19.99 for three large pizzas with one topping sounds like a terrible loss.
At Magna, Bren shows off his Southern Baptist roots by suggesting a grody-sounding barbecue sauce, chicken, and cheddar pizza. Not that I don’t love all three of those things, but not on a crust, man, not on a crust. Kendra suggests that “We need a pepperoni-based pizza because everybody likes pepperoni.” Craig Williams rolls his eyes in a very ungentlemanly manner and snarks, “Not everybody.” Kendra looks rightfully annoyed at that comment, before offering up steak and peppers, an idea which Craig shoots down immediately. This dude is starting to get on my nerves. Kendra tries one more time: “Well, let’s see if we can incorporate the steak into the whole scheme of things.” Craig doesn’t let up: “The whole scheme of things?!” I hate it when people get all jerky like that by turning the last thing you say into a question. Like, if Kendra said, “I’d like to shove a pizza up your hole,” he would look up at the sky and say, “Up my hole?” Kendra is either about to cry or slug him—I’m not sure which one—and complains, “Can I just get my idea out?” All casual-like, Craig says, “I’m just saying, watch the generalities, because you’re starting to believe what you’re saying.” Um, are we not supposed to actually believe in what we say these days?
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Mr. Trump told me I’m not allowed to chew tobacco any longer or I’d be fired. I’m chewing sunflower seeds.
