The Hire: Star
2001
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
(When the bodyguard tries to get in the car) 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 swerves to avoid a car, throwing the Star into the door) The Driver: You just hang on tight, sir! (Swerves in the opposite direction) The Driver: We'll get you there safely!
Star: You are *such* a moron!