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[catcalling and admiring sounds] -Hey! Hey guys, what's so funny?
[catcalling and greeting]
-Hey! Hey, Apple!
-(sultry voice) Are you talking to me?
Hello, my orange friend.
-Hey, Apple! How'd you get so skinny?
-Hey, he's not an apple! -Yeah, shut up, Orange.
-It's okay. Go on, Chili Gordo.
-[snickers] You called Apple "Gordo."
-Yes, yes she did.
You see Orange, I have many names.
-Like Apple. -No, I am not an apple.
My name is... Jalapeño.
[all screaming dreamily] -He's so hot!
-Hey, hey Gordo! -Yes, my orange friend.
-I thought you were hot. -I am.
-So why do they call you "chili"? [laughs]
[all talking] -Hey, shut up, Orange!
You're being so stupid; stop it!
-Geez, talk about a "bowl" movement. [laughs]
-Mr. Jalapeño, I have this friend
and like, she was wondering if you'd ever be interested in...
in a peach?
-Interested? No. -Oh...
-I would be more than interested.
And please, tell your friend
she looks quite lovely today.
[all gasping and admiring] -(Pear) Oh, my God.
You are so smooth.
Orange, did you see that?
How does he do that?
-Don't ask me.
How am I supposed to "jalapeño"? [laughs]
-[chuckles] Touché, Orange.
-Gesundheit. -You know Orange,
you remind me of someone.
-Please don't say me. Please don't say me.
-Really? -Yes, you see, my friend,
I wasn't always so smooth.
[high-pitched voice]: Hey, hey, Habanero, hey!
-What? -Habanero, hey!
-What? -Can you do this?
♪ Lalalalalalalalalalala ♪
-Hey, knock it off. -♪ Lalalalalalalalala ♪
-Knock it off! -[laughs]
-[groans]
-Hey, Habanero. -What?
-Habanero, hey! -What?!
-Knife.
-Ah!
-[screaming]
Ah, was I ever so young?
-Aww, he's so deep.
-Hey! Hey, Gordo. Do you want to hear me sing?
-Yes, very much.
-[singing random tongue noises]
-Hmm... -It's a showstopper.
-Seriously dude, I'm not with him.
-Orange,
you have no talent.
-Geez, that's not smooth.
-But...
you possess something more precious.
You, my friend,
are full of... pasión.
-No, I'm not. That's just citrus.
-No. It is true.
-No, really, it's just citrus.
-Talent is a cheap call but for a man that wears too much plaid.
-Hmm, I am pretty gassy.
-Do you think, without passion, I could do this?
♪ Fra-la-la-laaa ♪ -[weeps]
♪ Fraaa-la-la-laa ♪
[screaming/catcalling] -He's so beautiful!
-No, no, thank you. Thank you.
Do you have any requests?
-Oh, hey, do you know any show tunes?
-Free Bird! Do Free Bird!
-Ooh-ooh! Knife! Knife!
-Knife?
I don't know that one.
-No! Knife!
-Ouch! -Whoa!
[ladies scream] Chili Gordo!
-Amigo, you have cut me deeper than any woman I have ever met.
-Actually, his name is Knife.
-Yes, and someday...
he will come to us all.
-Geez, that's kinda dark.
-And yet, there is still light. -[weeps]
-The burning light of passion; it is now in your hands.
-But I don't have hands. I'm an orange.
-Nor do I.
But yet, I'm still... -Handsome?
-[chuckles] Yes, my friend.
I knew you wouldn't let me down.
Ouch. -Thanks, Jalapeño.
-Keep the passion burning, Orange.
Keep it burning.
[slice!]
Captioned by SpongeSebastian