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It was all over the place tonally. I only really laughed once, when she and her friends were talking at lunch and one of them (forget which) tells Maria, "I know something else with a 'V' that he wants from you… your pussy." And that was the extent of it.

You mean Girl Code.

Maybe she could do one of those "oldie" rom-coms, where everybody is old and still trying to hook up. Diane Lane can't be in them all!

They had a thing in high school. Just kids experimenting.

I need to work more on my rap, so I can cash in and get a big hooptie and all the hos I can eat.

Just reading a rhyming dictionary for a day doesn't count.

"What am I paying you for when I should have you arrested for loitering!" — Perry White

The kind of sad thing is that Henry Cavill actually seems to have a pretty good sense of humor and is a nice guy, and could probably easily play a lighter Superman.

Multiple Supermen for a variety of markets is all I ever wanted.

No soup for you.

That's what makes me a feminist. I have my chicks fight all my battles for me.

I can wheel it out next to the pickup in the front yard so I can listen to my .38 Special records!

"My kid can do a better job."

I think the people running the place know exactly where all the guests are, so there wouldn't be any surprises. The robots would just shut down, or hurry over and position themselves accordingly to continue the narrative. That way you don't have hundreds of robots running around comparing notes and deciding when…

A couple of natural things make it easier for me to dream. Advil and ice cream, for example.

Mostly people are touching their own genitals.

They're more like "lessors" with an option to buy at the end of their lease.

Like Truong Tri Truc Diem!

She's America's Sweetheart.