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Guaranteed Human. The Elvis Duran Phone Tap. Oh, by the way, here we go. A bunch of Italian guys playing phone taps. We love wise guys. Dear Elvis, our quirky Italian friend, Anthony, works for a pizza place that's over at the Amish Market. In New York City, we all know the Amish Market. Absolutely. He stops by our store, called Graphic Labs, nonstop each day with food from his pizzeria.

It's all paid for. But we want to do a phone tap where we say that he's been under surveillance for the past couple of months, giving us all this food, and we're reselling it here for double.

Oh. All right. So Rich, you see, me?

It's from graphic photo labs.

And they're going to set up their friend Anthony.

Skiery's going to play a representative from a law firm who claims to have these phony tapes while Rich listens in.

A bunch of wise guys playing phone taps.

Here we go.

Hello, I'm a smocky. I'm looking for Anthony. Yeah, this is him. My name is Scott Maloney from Burger Swartz and Weiss. Okay, how can I help you? We're a law firm. Do you sell pizza, sir? Of course. That's what they do for a living. We have reason to believe that you're taking pizza and selling it down the street at double the price.

And we've spoken to some... Oh, me bringing pizza where?

Selling it down the street at the photo lab.

And you got me on tape bringing food over there every day.

That's right. And we know you're not bringing it down there just to photograph your work.

What?

Do you not take food and bring it over to graphic labs? Oh, absolutely. You do that, sir? Absolutely. Okay. Do you not double the price of the food and vend it? I have your mind, son. We have it on tape. Listen, buddy. What would you like, sir? I've got to talk to while I'm working, so.

That's prosciutto, yeah.

I just want to know if you're going to confess to this or not. Confest. Oh, we're going to serve you with these papers, sir? Serve it to me personally, to my face. On a pizza platter. How do you want to? Oh, absolutely. And then I'm going to serve you something nice and big. Please. How about I shove a fucking canoli up your ass?

How about you stop the wise guy act? Because he went out with your hairstyle. Oh, madonna me. I know about you people and your kind and what you do to get by, all right? What kind am I? I make pizza for a living ass munch. How about I take your Sergio Valente jeans and I ring them around your neck? Never only pair of Sergio Valente jeans in my life, buddy. You're from Brooklyn. Sergio Ticini. Speak Brooklyn. Mr. Maloney. Oh, I mean, I'm going to. You again. You're going to be looking at big steel bars. What the fuck, man?

You're embezzling money out of Amish markets, sir. Listen, buddy, why don't you give me your fucking address? So I can show you how I take the pizza from the Amish market and I sell it for double. How's that? Come on. Why don't you earn an honest living? I earn an honest living. I make pizza. What do you think I do?

I'm a fucking pizza man.

Okay, we got you, man.

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