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the community, wearing said pants.
All I need is $1,500.
- Stop! Whoa! $1,500? How many
pounds of clothes are you getting?
- Look, it's for one pair of amazing dries
van Noten silk brocade pants… super cute.
And yes, it's a lot, but my investors will get
something in return. For $5, they will get the
feeling of goodwill in their heart. - Pbbt!
- For $10, I'll send them a selfie in the
new pants that they bought. - For $20,
I'll send them a selfie without pants.
Nobody is gonna give you money for the stuff
you offer. "Goodwill in their hearts"? This
is the Internet. We're animals.
- You're right. I have an idea.
Camera up. And action!
I'm sure a lot of you are
probably thinking, "look at this spoiled,
indulgent, clueless girl." - Well, I am.
- And you're also probably thinking, "God, I
want to slap her!" Well, guess what. You can!
For $500, you can come here and slap
my spoiled, clueless face. And cut!
Pretty good? - Genius. Now here,
take the camera. I want to film
my video to raise $500 to slap you.
- ♪ Hey I just met you, And this is crazy
So here's my number Oh, so call me maybe ♪
♪ And all the other girls Try to chase me But
here's my number So call me maybe Boom.♪
- I usually begin with
a soft hummer.
- How are we gonna get out
of this? Let's just call it what it is: a cult.
- I'm not going anywhere, until I see what's in
those bowls. I'm hoping for fettuccini.
- I hope it's not fettuccini, because I
really Don't like cream-based sauces.
- Do you mind? This is important for
Lady Marmalade. She has fibromyalgia!
- Fibromyalgia and seasonal depression?
You really won the dog lottery.
- All right everyone. You may
gently bring your Energy back into
the room whenever you feel ready.
And do not fear. Before the night is over, each
of you will have a chance to make love with me.
- And the rest of the satay just came up.
- Before the sunrise, our moons will
unite. - Well, I'm guessing her moon's not waxed.
- Max, I haven't had sex in… - You don't have
to whisper, girl. We all know
it's coming up on two years.
- That you hear? I yelled "Help" into your
face for an hour yesterday! - Say what?
- Max, I don't want a relationship. I just
wanna break me off a piece of that Kit Kat
bar. You know, sexually.
- Don't drag Kit Kats into
this. - Who got Kit Kat?
- We're not open. We've had
a terrible tragedy. Well, not us, but
a new friend of ours had a gruesome
accident, and we are just devastated.
- You wouldn't be that cruel. - Relax,
I could never be that cruel. But Max could.
- Well, well, well.
Look who it is Pierre, your lover, J. Petto!
- He's not gay. He had a girlfriend named Lulu.
She was a--she was a courtesan in the court
of a French king. They broke up over a brief
flirtation she had with Yvette.
And I know they're not alive!
- Now, what do you say we stick to the original
no-strings deal? 'Cause if you don't, Max will
show you what "no strings" really means.
- Do it! Go! Bring it! I can always
re-string him. I'm a master of my craft.
- Yes, we thought you'd say that. So you leave
us no choice. Max: - What? I--I'm not changing
my mind. And I'm coming back with the police.
- Oh, I wouldn't get the cops involved… Now
that your boy here is in a... Compromising
situation!
-
How dare you!
- And she does not like
the feel of a condom!
- You two are sick!
- Hey, we don't judge. We think
whatever two consenting dolls,
or maybe three consenting dolls do--
And it's gonna be bad 'cause
he's a grower, not a shower.
- And once a few of these pics are posted online,
there goes your children's party business.
Now, call it quits,
and you can delete these pics.
- Fine. Yes. Okay, you win. You win, you win.
- Oh, we're not falling for your word
again. If you want your doll back--
For the last time, he is not a doll!
- Bring us a notarized letter saying
you release Max's Homemade Cupcakes of
all further legal action, and we'll give
you back Pierre, perfectly intact.
- Minus his virginity, of course.
- Holy crap! I think God is here for Bob.
-
Is that chopper for you?
- You bet your ass it is.
I'm going to Malibu. Susan Sarandon
is ordering pizza. We're doing molly.
- Bob. Will I ever see you again?
- Slow down, pussycat. I'm
just getting out of something.
- That man sure knows how to make an
exit. Not from life, but from everything else.
- Well, well, look who it is, Stuck-Up and
Stuck-Up Two: The Legend Returns.
- Max, we gotta go. My life
can't end wearing grey.
- What up, ladies? Last night
you're hanging with the homies, and today,
boom! You just happen to be working here.
- That's friggin' convenient. - I know, right?
- Very friggin' convenient. - I know, right?
- We just have to show them who's
boss. You know, like we do with the
mouse who lives in our toaster.
- So what, we're gonna scream
and then spray Windex at them?
- Yo! See this scar? Knife fight
with five Catholic schoolgirls over a slushie.
So unless you want some of what I gave Virginia,
Stephanie, Laquetia, Latoya,
and the one in the wheelchair,
I'd stay clear.
- This is just a
misunderstanding. Rico's not interested in me.
- Well, he seemed pretty into you last night.
- Huh, yeah, but that's before she talked.
Come on, we are not interested in your men at
all. Not at all. I mean, come on.
- What's that mean? You're saying
something's wrong with them?
- No, she's not saying that It's
just-- It's just what?
- We're
lovers.
-
Are you the guy? - I don't know. Are you
the girl? - So far, this musical sucks.
- What's the password? - Cronut.
- Was "1234" already taken?
- Meet us by the door. Which is code for,
"Meet us by the door." - Which is code for,
"You're really bad at code."
- Hi. Caroline Channing plus
one. - I don't see you on the list.
- Really? That's weird. We should be
on the list, we're always on the list.
- Max, we're not on the list. - We're
not? I'm going to kill my assistant.
- Oh, I know. It might be under Deangelo
Jefferson. - Come on, girls. Don't waste
my time. - I'd like to see a manager.
- There's no manager. It's a prison.
- This is such amateur hour. Give me 50 bucks for
the door guy. - Are you seriously trying to bribe
an officer of the law while inside a prison?
That's a federal offense. - Is it? - Probably.
Look, I should have you thrown out for even
suggesting it. We do not accept bribes.
- Actually Joe, silent D-T-H, I can bake.
- But how well? My girlfriend and
I are obsessed with French pastry.
- Oh. Girlfriend as in "girlfriend," or
as in two ladies of a certain age at a
Cineplex splitting one thing of popcorn?
- Everything you just said offended me.
- Yeah, that's my brand. And the fact that
you didn't cry, about splitting a popcorn
makes me think it's the first kind of girlfriend.
- How are your macaroons? - Oh, mhm. My macaroons?
Great. A little bit of French heaven.
- What is your name? - Max. M-a-x.
Nothing is silent ever. - So I gather.
- No, no… just do what I say, and stay calm. I
need you to empty your purse into the trash bag.
- I can't Believe this is happening just when I
saved $2. Max, I can't die, and
I certainly can't die in this
ugly uniform. I mean, it looks good on you.
- Are you having a heart attack? - I'm peeing.
- What do you mean? - I'm really freaked
out, and I'm peeing. I can't stop!
- Just stop, stop! Clench it.
- Okay. No, can't.
- Step out from behind the counter.
Sorry sir, I can't. - Why? - Well,
um, I'm peeing. - Still?
- Out of the way girls. I'll
- Ooh, you would make a great stripper. - I
know, I just have a fear of success thing.
- Can we turn the music off?
'Cause I'm getting disoriented and,
in all honesty, a little turned on.
And I cannot be a latent bisexual with
everything else already on my plate.
- Want to see my duck? - Praying that
wasn't an auto-correct.
- Look at all the practice
ducks I've drawn: The American Wood duck.
The Harlequin duck. The Spot-Billed duck. A
mallard. A mallard. A mallard, a mallard…
- Caroline, take is batteries out. - This
beauty's gonna win me the stamp contest.
All I have to do now is color it.
And then sit back and plan my victory party.
Guess which stamp I'll use to send the invites?
- Gay flag? - No, a mallard!
- My sexts are so lame. Why
can't I be disgusting?
- There's a burrito stuck to
the side of your dresser. You're there!
- "Can't wait for you to put your butt
"on top of... my butt in my pants"? Jeez,
thanks for the nice break from being horny.
- I am not proud of how not slutty it is.
- Now, give me back my phone. It hasn't
had its shots. - Sent. - What!?
"Your testicles are two glistening
Cadbury Eggs, and Mama's got a sweet tooth."
- This mama's got puke in her mouth.
- I cannot believe you'd send something so
disgusting. You are dead to m--He likes it!
- You want to turn a man on? You call Oleg.
- What kind of sick stuff are you into?
- Max, I like you a lot. - Then why
aren't you laying on top of me somewhere?
Look, I want us to get to know each other before
we have sex to be able to trust each other,
keep each other's secrets.
- Fine, just tell me your safe
word and let's go. Mine is "potsticker."
- I'm serious, 'cause when we do have sex,
you're gonna find out that I'm not… well, I'm not
regular down there.
- Um… "not regular"?
So does it look something like… This?
- No. And bigger. - Uh, so something
like… This? - No, it doesn't have a face.
- Max, something's wrong in the kitchen. Not
here. Nothing's wrong here. Just come with me.
- Uh well, can I see you tomorrow? - Sure, but at
least be late. Give me something to work with.
- I heard what he said. What the heck does
"not regular down there" mean?
- I don't know. All I know is,
it doesn't mean this.
- Cute outfit, Han. Like one of those male
strippers from "No Thunder Down Under."
- This is so heavy! Oleg,
what do you have in here?
- Socks! Really Han, It's like
your arms are only there for decoration.
- To be fair, Oleg's socks probably have
some pretty heavy loads in them.
- Oleg, what is all your junk doing
out here? Do I actually smell girls screaming?
- I bring things up, Sophie says "No," I bring
them right back down. Is there
no elevator up in this bitch!?
- Oleg, you forgot your painting,
and this one's a definite "No."
- Sophie, I haven't gotten a "Yes" yet, aside from
the quickie we had up against the bathroom sink.
- Not such a quickie. They locked me out
and I had to eat my lunch in the truck.
- Then what was the point of me renting
a moving truck? I mean, besides the rough
sex we had up against the sides?
- They locked me outside on the
side of the road for that one.
- Sounds like a trailer for a Liam
Neeson movie. - Finding "Liam Neeson".
- Good luck. That guys been taken more
times than my virginities.
- All right, I got a signal
and a warning growl from a coyote but
I talked to Jennifer Lawrence's people,
and she and I are gonna FaceTime in 20 minutes.
- If you still have a face. Where's Bruno?
- Maybe he's back there in the
sauna like a little hot dog.
- Where's my big boy? Um, seriously, where's my
big boy? You didn't leave the door open, did you?
- No. I'm sure he's in here somewhere.
- Bruno? - Bruno? - Bruno?
Bruno? - Finding "Brüno."
- Mother, stop! You cannot talk to Max like that.
She is a good girl, and a friend, and… - Wha...?
- Okay yes, you caught me. I smoke weed! Yes,
I'm living the fast life in New
York City just as you feared!
- Wha…?
- But I only toke
up when I am under a lot of pressure.
See, mother, I don't have a girlfriend.
June is a prostitute I paid to pretend, so you
would think we were happy as you and father.
- Give me that. - Wha…?
- I too am Under a lot of pressure son. The truth
is your father and I are no longer together.
He had an affair with another woman who has
big fake ones like her.
- Max's breasts are real,
Mrs. Lee. - Mm. God bless.
- Mine are too, in case you were
wondering. - I wasn't.
-
- Okay. - Okay. - Wait, Bobby. Wait,
wait, Bobby. - No, Bobby… Bobby, wait!
- I'm going, I'm going. I'm
moving as fast as my big misshapen
head'll go. - Caroline, you're unraveling!
- Bobby, come back! Bobby no, I'm serious! Aah! I
can't believe this is happening! And
Bobby's hair is still sticking up!
- Two weeks and Nothing! I really thought
he'd text. I also thought Grown Ups 2
should have won the Oscar.
Still got it. Come on.
- Wait, before I lose the rest of
my self-esteem… - Tell that to the
wall you're currently straddling.
- Let me just check my phone one
more time to see if he-- Nope. Self-esteem gone.
- I'm afraid to jump. Jump, whore, jump! I sound
like my mom teaching me how to swim.
- I did it, I did it! - That was like,
two feet. I've snorted lines longer.
All right. Just another Tuesday.
Going all Bling Ring in Jesus' backyard.
- There. That's his bedroom window. I know 'cause
we had to close it, since I'm kind of loud.
- Oh, what are you like during sex? - Oh,
it's stuck and I can't fit my boobs through there.
I can barely fit them through the Holland Tunnel.
- Fine. I'm going in. Finally, having
no boobs pays off. Lift my legs up.
- Okay, but your legs in the air kind of got
you here to begin with. - Uh-oh. - What oh?
- I don't remember him having a floral
duvet. Or a bedside toilet. Or a dog.
Pull me out! Pull me out!
- You've got to read my book.
I have a whole chapter on pulling out!
No, no, no, no, no! Oh, stop licking me.
- Buster? Buster?
- Someone's coming!
- Someone's coming or getting licked…
Maybe you are in the right apartment.
- Get out of my house! Get out of my house!
- No, no no. This is a big mistake. - Ben,
call the cops! We got another crack addict here!
We don't have crack here! We don't have crack
here! And tell your friends!
-
That's enough of all your chatter!
It's time to listen to the Mad Hatter.
- I think it's the same guy as before!
- Oh… Wow. He's a genius!
- You filled this room with illumination, but
you are not done with this situation. - What
rhymes with "kick in the crotch"?
- To proceed and be done with me,
you must answer these riddles three.
- Y'all know I'm 80, right?
- One: Take it out of the package, It goes in your
mouth. Chew it too long, and it will go south.
- It's what Earl's doing right
now. - Oh, Lord, am I peeing?
- No, he's chewing gum. "Take it out of
the package. It goes in your mouth. Chew
it too long and it'll go south." Gum.
- Exactamente! That wasn't too hard.
Put your answer onto this card.
- And this is my plus-on, Eunice.
AKA Super Nintend-Ho. We never met till today.
- Isn't he the cutest? He saved me from a burning
village, and then he asked me to marry him.
- Actually, my avatar asked her avatar
to get married… in the game.
- Congratulations. That's not sad.
- I'm gonna go get my Pixel Pie a
drink. It's the least I can do for the
man who pulled me from a roaring inferno.
- Hurry back! I should have let her burn!
- Death Bitch!
- I knew you seemed familiar.
You look like that new character,
Death Bitch. Your booth is right
over there. It's the most popular video
game here… after "Girlfriend Simulator."
- Oh my God, Max. Look. Han's gamer friend
nerd is carrying you away! And I do not
like where he has his hand! Ned, stop!
- Yeah. At least buy me drink first.
- So… you gonna give me a drink? - Are
you gonna give me a reason you're here?
- Are you gonna give me a reason you're
so beautiful? - Are you gonna give me a
reason… okay fine, I'll give you a drink.
I just got over you. What do you want from
me? - I want to be with you.
Oh, please! You think you can
just come in here in your suit and be
like, "Uh, I wanna be with you, Max."
You say you love me, you say you can't live
without me, and then you go and live without me!
- You, sir, are unreliable.
- We can answer a few questions. - Were
there any signs at all that something of
this nature was going on in your building?
- We jut hope they bring this sick freak
in our building to justice so that we can
return to work at Max's Homemade Cupcakes.
- Get on the door. Here he comes. - Who
probably be easier if took those heels off.
- Sir, that is never going to happen. We are in
Manhattan. I may be under it but I'm still in it.
And when they pull out my half-eaten body,
I will be wearing my heels.
Mariah!? - Whhat, I only have
one. What are you gonna do? Jump back
over and do something and whatnot?
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