FERGIE: I can't believe I'm wearing a tight satin long-sleeved dress in the middle of summer for a movie you're not even IN. And with a lit cigarette. You really need to go back to TV. It was so much better.
JOSH: Aw, come on, baby, DON'T YOU CRYYYYYYY TONIIIIGHT, can't you just play along for another like ten minutes until we go inside?
FERGIE: Fine, but you had better grab the SHIT out of my ass and make it clear that it's like cupping pure steel.