The Moguls

Otis:
For half a dozen guys unloading on you so you look like a melted candle today we will gladly pay you on Tuesday. I don't know who's gonna go for that one...

Otis:
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

Andy Sargentee:
[commenting on the screenplay for the porn] And then here, this is my favourite, 99: "Interior office day; Boris gives it to Bianka in the butt, as she defuses the bomb."

Otis:
I'm in. Except for no money, it's a no-brainer for me. First off, making a stag film *has* to be a good time. Number two, my hat's off to you. Good job. We can do this. Wha-what are we talking about here? Making a dirty movie - film, whatever, whatever. What does that require? Pointing a camera at a he and a she... he'in and a-she'in.

Otis:
Who wants to get laid?

Andy Sargentee:
I don't do, Ok, I try. And I'm trying to make a porno because it's something I might be able to do. Because it's killing me I haven't done anything. You know, people who do, they have extra time, not us trying people, we're busy trying all the time. Nothing takes up more time than trying.

V:
It's so good to see you.

Otis:
[responding to V rubbing him between the legs at the strip club] 'Bout time they got rid of shakin' hands.

V:
[still rubbing Otis between his legs] Do you mind?

Otis:
Do I mind if you rub my dick? No. Saves me the trouble. I'm trying to think of the last time I was asked a question that stupid.

Some Idiot:
These are your penises? Andy, I can't work with this!