Anyone familiar with this series knows the drill. The fallopian-bearing talent rolls its eyes, huggs and puffs and prattles along thus: “Ohh yeah baby fuck my hot cunt give it to me do it” yadda-yadda-yadda.

Real deal gutter-mouthing—the magic moment when that mousy librarian or prim bookkeeper transforms into a vulgarity-spewing, potty-mouth Pythia—is, of course, a grade-A turn-on. But the fuck-me banter featured here sounds so forced and so formulaic as to call to mind Jane Fonda’s famous watch- watching tussle in Klute.