PJ: 

I'm so fucking, fucking, fucking, hot! 



Vincent: 

I know you are, babe. 



PJ: 

No, it's quite hot in here. 



Vincent: 

Are you stupid? 

It is the nature of a glass house. 

Oh fabulous, here's Matthew and Bjork. 



Bjork: 

Hello. 



Matthew: 

Vincent, Polly - So good to see you. 



Bjork: 

I'm so excited! 

I've never been on such an artistic and exclusive double date before. 

The erotic reawakening that Matthew has brought about in me... 

He's opened up a lot of plebeian activities that I've not... experienced before now. I'm loving it, to do these things that aren't necessarily elfin... 



Vincent: 

Yea, Bjork, whatever. 

I just wanna know when you two go down, who's wearing the clovenhoof strap-on? 



PJ: 

Vincent! How rude! 

Could I weigh any less? I'm really quite shy of my weight, but I like to take on characters for performing with the use of make-up. Eye make-up and--and lipstick and--some more lipstick -- it's really quite transformative! And when I've thrown up everything I've just eaten then I feel-- 



Bjork: 

Oh to throw up -- It means what? 

Also, everybody, what is the definition of disingenuous? 

I want to know so many things. 

I've got a lot of money for designer clothes. 

I can just trudge through the desert getting my Comme des Garзons skirt all dirty and dusty... 

It don't matter. 

If hopping into a live volcano feels right, I say do it. 



Matthew: 

I say, khaki chinos are fine with me on the downtime, but what do you kids say to a picnic? 

I've got the basket in the bentley...

We could play some touch football, what do you say? 



Vincent: 

Hey, yeah, Matthew, we're both hot former football players 

I know Bjork can fight like a motherfucker, but Polly would snap-- like a twig--at the smallest tackle 

let's put her on a hook and do some minnow fishing 

Polly? 

Oh look, she's banging her head against the wall!... and Bjork's recording it 



Bjork: 

The rhythm! It moves my insides like sunshine jelly! 



Matthew: 

Isn't she a darling thing? 



Vincent: 

When she says 'jelly' it makes me think of someone's ass, and then I think-- 



Matthew: 

How dare you, sir! That's my childwoman you're speaking of! 



Vincent: 

Matthew, I didn't say Bjork. 

I'm just thinking of any ass. 

Not even necessarily a woman, it could be my own ass. 

Like my ass is-- 



PJ: 

Vincent you are an ass! 

You are an ass! 



Matthew: 

What about my ass? 

It's hard from sports 



This repulsive celebrity double date has been brought to you by the Church of the Latter Day Saints.