Uh! It's cold. You think this is cold sweetheart. You should try Holywood in February....

Justine: Uh! It's cold. Frank: You think this is cold sweetheart. You should try Holywood in February. Freeze the tits off a brass witch Ord: The only thing a girl needs to stay warm in Los Angeles is a flexible outlook. Frank: I'm not talking about your Hollywood. I'm talking about the real Holywood. Holywood, County Down, Northern Ireland. Ord: You guys got a Holywood too! That's great. That's what I like about this business. It could be financially rewarding and you can still learn something new everyday. Frank: Stick to your ABC's son Chris: Right, introductions, yeah? Ord: [looking behind him] Come out, come out wherever you are.

Ugh. It's cold. You think this is cold, sweetheart? You should try Hollywood in February. Freeze the tits of a brass witch. It's so fucking dirty. Who put all the lights on? Only thing a girl needs to stay warm in Los Angeles is a flexible outlook. I'm not talking about your Hollywood. I'm talking about the real Hollywood. - Hollywood, County Down, Northern Ireland. - You know we've walked like half a mile? FRANK: Not your Cecil B. DeMille bullshit. ORD: You guys got a Hollywood, too? Have to carry all the fucking guns through here, all the way over there. That's what I like about this business. It can be financially rewarding and you can still learn something new - everyday. - FRANK: Stick with your ABCs, son. Right, introductions, yeah? Come out, come out, wherever you are. Vernon, why don't you come join us? The gang's all here. FRANK: Here we go. Vernon is in the blue suit. ORD: Howdy, boys. How's the digs? - CHRIS: Who's the other fella? - JUSTINE: Martin. He was a Panther, but it didn't work out. Vernon was misdiagnosed as a child genius and he never got over it. - CHRIS: What is he now? - Let me do the talking, eh, boy? An international asshole. Vern, these are the boys from across the pond. Well, everyone's from somewhere, eh? Justine. How are you, doll? As gorgeous as ever, well, you've, uh, put on a bit of weight. - Did somebody impregnate you? - Fuck off. - Good. There's still a chance. - What the fuck is that accent? Uh, I think it's like, Swiss or something. - Austrian. - Oh, right. That's it. Austrian. What do you say we check out the march'? That's why we're here, eh?