Alana Curry: Bristol Bush
Jesus : So what's a hottie like you doing with a limp dick like Jerry?
Bristol Bush : [laughs] Ever hear the one about the dumb blond that slept with the writer to get ahead in Hollywood? Guess that's me.
Jesus : [seductive tone] Oh... baby, you're no dumb blond. You're just misinformed. See, it's not the writers or directors that get you ahead. It's the teamsters. You stick with me, I'll hook you up.
Bristol Bush : [scoffs] Yeah, like I never heard that before.
Jesus : Bitch, I ain't playing you.
Bristol Bush : Oh, yeah? So, who are you gonna hook me up with?
Jesus : For one, a bunch of buddies of mine got this indie horror thing going on. See, horror has its hell these days, you know?
Bristol Bush : I would love to get killed in a horror flick!
Jesus : I bet you would, and I bet you'd look good too... all naked and covered in blood and shit.
Jerry Schmit : Hey, we can always camp out here. You know, get the girls in thongs, roasting marshmellows...
Bristol Bush : Whatever.
Jerry Schmit : It would make for some great footage.
Tina Sheraton : I don't think so. This place looks way too creepy.
Rome Sheraton : Yeah, it's makes Biscuit's hair stand up.
K-Jay : That would be the Formaldehyde, babe.
Falcon : Dude, respect.
Bristol Bush : For once, I agree with the debutantes. Let's just get out of here.