Hire: Star

Star:
I'm gracing this armpit of a town for one night, if you think I'm gonna know the name of the VENUE in El Arm-Pitto... You're Sadly Mistaken

Star:
What do you think you're doing?

Bodyguard:
I'm going with you, ma'am.

Star:
Then get on the roof and hold on tight. Out, OUT!

Star:
Coffee! I WANT MY COFFEE!

Star:
I am so over black!

Star:
If you keep your eyes on the road instead of on me, we might be getting somewhere.

Star:
What are you doing?

Bodyguard:
I'm coming with you ma'am

Star:
Well then get on the roof and hold on tight... OUT... OUT!

Bodyguard:
I'll follow behind.

Star:
Yeah great idea tough guy.

The Driver:
You just hang on tight, sir!

The Driver:
We'll get you there safely!

Star:
You are *such* a moron!