Oh, come on. Take it off.

No freakin' what do you say, way. Hart?

Come on, sparky. Why not?

Because I'm not going to parade around in a swimsuit

Like some airhead bimbo that goes by the name of what?

Gracie lou freebush. And all she wants is world peace.

It wouldn't be like that.

Come on. You'd be an important member

Of the undercover team.

Yeah, right. In a thong.

Hey!

In a tasteful one piece.

Come on. Look, you do a few butt-shaping exercises,

You tighten this up, you could pull this off.

You know what? Pull this off.

What, is it because mcdonald hates me?

He doesn't hate you.

What, is it, like, a woman thing?

Aah!

Don't kid yourself.

Nobody thinks of you that way.

Ohh!

Agent: Ahh! She's got him, man.

Ahh!

He's punishing me, isn't he?

Listen, I had to beg him to let you do this.

What? Yeah, that's right.

Like it or not, you screwed up, pal.

Sit down, sit down, sit down.

Unh!

Agent: Whoo!

This may come as a shock to you,

But I've never been in a beauty pageant before.

I don't even own a dress.

I don't even own a brush.

Ow! Jesus! Ohh!

Yaah!

Which part of that is supposed to shock me?

Aah!

[both straining]

Agent: Man, you got her.

Oh, jesus.

Agent: 2 minutes.

All right. Let's suspend reality

For, like, a second

And pretend like I said yes.

I've got to do, like, everything?

Like the whole-- the whole big hair

And the makeup and--

Damn right.

The spinning, the twirling,

The smiling, the cute little tap number.

Ahh!

All right, a hundred bucks on matthews.

I don't know, man. She's got a lot of rage.

Aah!

I'll take that bet. Ooh.

[chokes]

Uhh!

Uhh!

[agents cheer]

That's right, baby.

That's right. Yeah!

Yeah, baby.

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