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| Miss Congeniality |
| Alana: Do you know how many calories? Gracie: Ur. It's light beer, and she's only going to throw it up anyway. Stan: What is the one thing our society needs most? Gracie: That would be harsher punishments for parole violtors, Stan.... And, world peace. Boy: If you weren't a girl I'd beat your face off. Little Gracie: Yeah, well if you weren't a girl, I'd beat your face off. Boy: Are you calling me a girl? Little Gracie: You called me one! Cheryl: She lit her batons on fire and did like this sexy dance, but I could never do anything like that... My parents don't like anything ostentacious. And they really don't like fire. Gracie: There's something I can do. I haven't done it since high school but it's kinda like riding a bike. Vic: You are not having sex on this stage! Gracie: Happy now, you donut.. Nazi! |
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