In a World...

Moe:
Sweat pants off, ladies!

Carol:
This Wednesday, one woman will teach another woman to sound a little less retarded.

Stacy:
[high-pitched squeaky voie] Do you know where I can get a smoothie around here?

Carol:
[raises her voice to mimic the "sexy baby" pitch] I don't know where you'd get a smoothie around here at all. I'm so sorry!

Stacy:
Oh... okay, thanks so much!

Carol:
Yeah, no worries!

[repeated line]

Eva Longoria:
Is that what you think, you stupid slapper?

Dani:
I'm not going to have an argument about whether we're having a goddamn argument or not, right?

Moe:
That's the only kind of argument I know how to have.

Louis:
The studio heard the temp recording you did and they want your voice on the trailer, Carol.

Carol:
But I'm a chick.

Louis:
Yeah, I know. I'm acutely aware of that.

Nancy:
Oh, my god. Did we sleep together?

Louis:
No.

Nancy:
Did I sleep with anyone?

Louis:
No.

Nancy:
Who did you sleep with?

Louis:
Nobody.

Carol:
I just want to give you my card. I'm not a vocal coach anymore, but I would make an exception for you because you sound like a squeaky toy. And I don't mean that in a bad way.

Stacy:
I've been interviewing for about ten months.

Carol:
And why do you think that is?

Stacy:
Because I sound like a sexy baby.

Carol:
How does everybody know about that? I don't understand.

Louis:
The Russian community is really tight.