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The ladies meet their producer Sebastian "Bash" Howard while Sam hands them a script for them to work on, with Ruth reading stage directions. After the script reading session, Bash invites everyone to a party at his Malibu mansion, with Debbie riding in his helicopter. There, Bash brings the ladies to his dressing room to help them further develop their in-ring personas while Ruth puts a drunk Debbie in a taxi back home. As the ladies flaunt their new outfits, Sam and Bash argue over the direction they want the promotion to go. Following the argument, Sam agrees to work with Bash's vision of giving the girls stereotypical gimmicks. The girls pass on their persona tests except for Ruth, who leaves Sam and Bash clueless over her character.
I'm a heel. I'm the evil Ogress. I gotta find something to scare the kids.
-the slaver-pimp, wear fur? -Is that what the fur's telling you?
-Look, I'm a beekeeper. -Hmm.
Wail, wail, wail.
I didn't see you, because I was looking at my beaker full of a science experiment.
Because I'm a two-time Olympic medalist who loves America.
-We're almost at the end. -I have a big monologue coming up.
and the rapist starts to...
conceals a deep well of passion and virginity."
Salty's famous for his DDTs. Where is Salty, by the way?
So, what is this, the old Malibu ambush?
-You mean stereotype. -Yes! Bingo! Exactly! Here, look.
Die, yuppie scum!
a nomadic road warrior whose tough-as-nails persona
"Boom! A massive explosion shakes the walls of the Uterus Cave.
You're a jock, you're an Arab, you're a big black girl.
"Suddenly, a wall collapses, and in stride the Leather Virgin,
No. No. Terrorist or genie or some sort of other evil Arab.
Guys, I've had ten stripper and a baby pool in this puppy.
- Beef stew? - We sell that.
That was almost the Howard Foods slogan. My idea. I liked it.
but with a more subversive message about the limitations of feminism
"Interior, underground bunker."
Just me all chained up and drooling and-- and lobotomize with my balls cut off.
Lost tribes of women wander the land
Oh, it nod. I love it. Hello!
-So, I, you know-- -Mission accomplish.
"Boom! A massive explosion shake the walls of the Uterus Cave.
-You belong in an asylum. -You'd love that, wouldn't you?
Flor... when you cheat on your wife...
but they're not gonna stay tune in unless we give them what, ladies?
You were suppose to drop the dog off on Tuesday.
Well, lucky for you, he's not invite this time.
-Florian kick ass! -Hey, what the fuck?
The Over-Madames have lie to you.
and the cycle repeat itself.
Especially that final scene when you realize the meat grinder is in her vagina
to be boss around by some wannabe producer
two of which are taught in colleges.
♪ I push you away ♪
Did you get lost? Too stubborn to ask for directions like my dad?
Good God. She's even more disgusting than they describe her.
I got drunk and slept with her husband.
It doesn't matter. He just wear a head scarf and hates America.
So expect.
She seem more all-American.
And though I am only moderately attractive...
Oh, he took Kuntar aside to speak privately.
Oh, he took Kuntar aside to speak privately.
-Yeah. Yeah. -Yep, definitely.
No, I just don't want the show to fall apart.
about as long as I can possibly pretend that everything's okay.
Oh, yeah. I like art that tells you exactly what it is.
And earlier, I was doing algebra...
I know this sounds needy, but can you please never leave me alone at this party?
You should read it. It's pretty fucking wild.
Oh, my God! Finally!
otherwise he'd have won the nomination."
Especially that final scene when you realize the meat grinder is in her vagina
-We're almost at the end. -I have a big monologue coming up.
I'm sorry, Madame, but there is a woman outside.
Actually, know what? Maybe we should take a break.
I mean, I've had a week, so, I've kind of moved through it.
And I'm just gonna cast as we go along, starting with Ruth.
- Did you want me to push it further, or--? - No, it's just--
Because I am fast like dragon!
And you took this job because no one else would hire you.
You never had any balls to begin with.
Talk to me again, I'll throw you through the window.
There's, like, time travel, Oedipal shit--
It has the surrealist quality of your early works
but with a more subversive message about the limitations of feminism
a nomadic road warrior whose tough-as-nails persona
Intelligent and whimsical?
Did you get lost? Too stubborn to ask for directions like my dad?
-But I'm Indian, not Arab. -I'm Cambodian.
Good God. She's even more disgusting than they described her.
They call me Machu Picchu, the Peruvian Fortress.
- So poetic, political, and just... - punk rock, man.
scavenging for water, food and an even scarce resource,
I know this is probably devastating for you.
-This is getting ridiculous. -I've been busy.
"Nympho Phoebe, Mutant Maude and the Sexecutioner
That's my butler. He gets nervous when I don't give him notice!
Gorgeous ladies... wrestling.
So, not just caviar, but also fancy mustards or pâté.
I am desperate.
who takes fake phone calls at the Polo Lounge.
I got drunk and slept with her husband.
a nomadic road warrior whose tough-as-nails persona
He is so stupid.
Intelligent and whimsical?