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Hemiola wrote:Can't watch youtube (computer is too primitive) :cry
Can anyone do a transcript?? Pretty please with sugar on top. :) :) :)
* Ellen, wearing a Steelers tee shirt, throws Nerf footballs into the audience.
Ellen: This is exciting! We're all in the spirit! Our first guest, uhh, stars in CBS's hit show "How I Met Your Mother." Check it out.
* A clip from HIMYM plays.
Ellen: Please welcome Alyson Hannigan!
* Ellen stands. Alyson, in a dress and very pregnant, enters to music. She does a little dance and waves to the audience. She approaches Ellen, who smooches her on the cheek.
Ellen: How are you?
Alyson: Good.
* Ellen leans over and rests and hand on Alyson's belly.
Ellen: (indistinguishable comment)
* They sit. Ellen hands Alyson a clip-on microphone, which Alyson attaches to her dress.
Alyson: Thank you.
Ellen: Wow.
Alyson: Yeah.
Ellen: You look pregnant.
* Alyson shrugs in mock denial.
Alyson: No. No.
Ellen: No? Not at all?
Alyson: Must be the dress.
Ellen: Uh huh? How--how soon?
Alyson: I am very pregnant.
Ellen: When are you due?
Alyson: Uh, in the Spring.
Ellen: Uh huh?
Alyson: Uh huh.
Ellen: In--like...April?
Alyson: Is that a Spring month?
Ellen: I don't know.
Alyson: Mm.
Ellen: May?
Alyson: Is that a--
Ellen: I--I don't know--June?
Alyson: December.
* Beat.
Alyson: No.
Ellen: No.
Alyson: Yeah, it's--uh, it's approaching.
Ellen: Yeah? And--and how are you doing? Are you feel--you're working still, all...?
Alyson: I am. I am. Um--
Ellen: And they're not even trying to hide it, uh--
Alyson: Well, in that clip, they were trying to hide it in the bar, but then the, uh, the eating contest they sort of--they showed my belly.
Ellen: Uh huh. And how is it? Are you--are you okay with it? Are you tired?
Alyson: I get tired a lot. And, uh, and I have Pregnancy Brain, which I never realized was a thing, but...it is. And, uh, I--I sort of feel like a koala bear, where I'm slightly stoned all the time. And I'm just like 'huuh? ohhh...' And I'll say the wrong words so--good luck with this.
Ellen: Oh really?
Alyson: Yeah.
Ellen: I'm not pregnant, but I have that brain too; that's all right. I don't have an excuse. Now, is it a boy or a girl?
Alyson: It's one of those, yeah.
Ellen: It's one of the two?
Alyson: Uh huh.
Ellen: So you've narrowed it down.
Alyson: Uh, yes.
Ellen: All right. And--do you know what it is? Are you just not telling?
Alyson: We do, we're just not, sort of announcing to the world.
Ellen: You don't want us to know, un--until it comes out?
Alyson: I don't know, it just--I--yeah. It seems a little...personal.
Ellen: Do you have his name picked out, or no?
Alyson: We're going for--uh, depending on the gender--probably Ellen DeGeneres.
Ellen: That's great. Oh, full name. That's great.
Alyson: Yeah. Yeah. 'Cause I figured, you know, if you do the full name, it could be either gender.
Ellen: Yeah. Do the full name.
* Ellen reaches into a bag and pulls out two baby shirts, one pink and one blue.
Ellen: Listen, uh, I wanted to give you a gift. Which one do you want?
* Alyson laughs.
Ellen: Do you want, uh, this one?
Alyson: That's cute. That's cute, too.
Ellen: Or, you know, I mean, whichever one you want, the blue or the pink. Just one of them, though.
Alyson: That's...tricky. Hm. Really. Well, maybe I'll think about it, later.
Ellen: Any interesting cravings?
Alyson: Uh, yes. Ginger ale.
Ellen: Really?
Alyson: Yes. Big time. I didn't drink soda, before, and, uh, suddenly it was like, 'I NEED A GINGER ALE.'
Ellen: Really?
Alyson: That's the voice that tells me what I need.
Ellen: Wow.
Alyson: Yeah. Um, and, uh, surprisingly, my mother craved ginger ale when she was pregnant with me, as well.
Ellen: Isn't that interesting? So maybe it's a girl.
* Alyson laughs and nods appreciatively.
Alyson: You're very tricky.
Ellen: Well, we have a--a hat for you, to--to help you because I don't want you carrying anything heavy, but I know you like ginger ale, so...
Alyson: Awesooome.
Ellen: All right.
* A man in a referee's outfit enters, carrying an American football helmet with two containers of ginger ale attached.
Ellen: You don't have to put it on right now...
Alyson: Thank you! That's perfect. That is--that's wonderful.
Ellen: If you wanna put it on, you can, but it's kind of heavy, so I don't want you to hurt yourself right now.
* Ellen puts the helmet down on the table behind them.
Alyson: Okay. Thank you. That--that will come in handy on Sunday.
Ellen: Yeah. You're welcome.
Alyson: Yeah.
Ellen: Okay. So, would you let him play football, though? Do you think that would be too rough for him?
Alyson: Football seems like a very dangerous sport--
Ellen: Yeah.
Alyson: --for either gender--
Ellen: Yeah. And--and what if she's--what if she's like a really talented...like, uh, dancer or something?
Alyson: I played soccer.
Ellen: Yeah?
Alyson: I loved soccer.
Ellen: Really?
Alyson: Yeah.
Ellen: Yeah? All right.
Alyson: And that's football in England.
Ellen: It sure is.
Alyson: Yes.
Ellen: You're right. There's nothing wrong with your brain. You know. Who do you think's going to win the Superbowl?
Alyson: You know, I don't--I don't know. I--I love the Superbowl. I don't really follow up until, like the Playoffs, then I sort of get on board--I'm one of those.
Ellen: Right.
Alyson: But, um, and then--if it's not a state that I'm from, or I visit a lot, or love, then I go by colors, so I usually choose on the day who I'm gonna root for, and, uh, or, you know, like, 'oh, I do like cardinals, but, but that cardinal looks a little mean,' and then I'm like, 'well in Pittsburgh it gets really cold, those poor people have to go through the winter,' but then the summers in Arizona, so it's a whole big process.
Ellen: So you don't know yet? You still don't know?
Alyson: I don't, and it's a lot of pressure, 'cause I always feel like I have a very good track record for picking who wins--
Ellen: Really?
Alyson: --so it's a lot of pressure.
Ellen: It is a lot of pressure.
Alyson: And I don't know, with the pregnancy my whole radar could be off.
Ellen: Yeah, that's true. If you're good at picking who wins things, do you know who Jason's gonna pick for The Bachelor? Do you watch The Bachelor?
Alyson: Oh, I do, I do.
Ellen: You do? You're into it?
Alyson: Yes. And luckily, with the pregnancy I've suckered my husband into watching it with me.
Ellen: Uh huh?
Alyson: Yeah.
Ellen: And is he into it?
Alyson: He is.
Ellen: See, I know. People don't understand, and then you start watching it, and it just--it sucks you in. You just can't not get involved.
Alyson: Well, and they're so smart, because they keep using people that you care about from last season, and then you're like stuck.
Ellen: Right, like Jason.
Alyson: Yeah.
Ellen: Now, who is he gonna pick?
Alyson: I don't know. I think Molly.
Ellen: Do you?
Alyson: That's--that's--because, did you see in the clip for next week, he was like, 'one of you is gonna be my WIFE.' --
* They show a picture of Molly from The Bachelor.
Alyson: --and he looked right at Molly.
Ellen: But he says that every week--"One of you is gonna be my wife."
Alyson: That's true, but he looks at Molly. But then--
Ellen: That could be editing--
Alyson: I know--
Ellen: He could be looking at someone else, and they show Molly.
Alyson: Yeah. And then, the--the producers are starting to--to not show Gillian at much.
Ellen: I know.
Alyson: So she could be the dark horse.
Ellen: She could be--yeah, when they don't show 'em, and then they surprise you
Alyson: Mm-hmm. Then they come f--. But I was really duped la--with The Bachelorette, and I thought Jason was for sure gonna be the winner
Ellen: Right. Would you let your daughter go on that show? Like, if she grew up, and she wanted to --
* Alyson laughs and, as she has done throughout the segment, wipes tears from her eyes. She shrugs noncommitally.
Alyson: Um, yeah. I doubt it'll be on that long.
Ellen: Yeah, I don't know, it's been on a long time. Somehow. I think like seventeen seasons. I'm not kidding.
Alyson: Well, you know.
Ellen: Well, congratulations on doing the show. The show's doing well, and you're doing it during pregnancy -- you're finding more and more things to hide behind, right?
Alyson: We have a lot of props.
Ellen: Uh huh?
Alyson: Yes. Uh, big bowls of chips, and, uh, lots of big bags and coats, and --
Ellen: Surfboards
Alyson: Snowboard, in one episode.
Ellen: And all kinds of things. Ah, well, I'm going to make a prediction right now that it's a boy.
Alyson: Oh, really?
Ellen: Uh huh.
* Beat. Ellen stares at Alyson, but gets no reaction. Ellen shrugs, defeated, and smiles at the audience as they laugh. Alyson joins in the laughter.
Ellen: All right. How I Met Your Mother airs Monday at eight thirty on CBS. We'll meet a boy who saved some puppies from a fire right after this.
* As they cut to commercial, Ellen helps Alyson into the ginger ale helmet.
by Hemiola » Tue Feb 10, 2009 8:33 am
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