The fabness returns.
DIANE KRUGER vs. LÉA SEYDOUX
Diane: Love the coat.
Léa: Shut up.
Diane: Really? Already? We’re just going straight there?
Léa: Bitch, I LIVE there. I was BORN there. My grandfather was the MAYOR there.
Diane: Alright, alright. Let’s just calm down.
Léa: I will NOT calm down.
Diane: What exactly did I do to make you hate me so much?
Léa: Oh, you know what you did.
Diane: Obviously I don’t, or I wouldn’t have fucking asked.
Léa: YOU STOLE MY MAN, DIANE. HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MINE.
Diane: What? No, I definitely didn’t steal Josh from you.
Léa: Who the fuck is Josh? And I WANT PACEY BACK, DIANE. YOU CANNOT HAVE HIM. HE IS MINE.
Diane: … you do know Pacey isn’t real, right?
Léa: HE BOUGHT ME A WALL.
EMILY BLUNT vs. FAN BINGBING
Emily: It’s a pleasure to meet you, Fan.
Fan: Can I fuck your husband?
Emily: Excuse me?
Fan: I’m sorry. May I please have sex with your husband?
Emily: It wasn’t really the lack of a “please” that made that question weird, Fan.
Fan: I just feel like everyone is always tip-toeing around that. I thought I’d be honest, for a change.
Emily: Well, that’s very noble of you, I guess.
Fan: Isn’t it, though?
Emily: No, actually, I was being sarcastic. You’re kind of an asshole.
Fan: I am not!
Emily: No, you totally are.
Fan: YOU are.
Emily: Fan, YOU CANNOT JUST ASK WOMEN IF YOU CAN FUCK THEIR HUSBANDS.
Fan: Even if their husbands are John Krasinski? No fair.
ELIZABETH BANKS vs. ZENDAYA COLEMAN
Elizabeth: Oh, hello there… um… girlfriend!
Elizabeth: Yeah! What’s up, lady?
Elizabeth: Pal? Buddy?
Zendaya: I’m starting to get the feeling that you don’t actually know my name.
Elizabeth: No! I totally know your name! How’s it going… um… Karen?
Zendaya: Not even close.
Elizabeth: This really isn’t my fault, you know. I’m a grown-ass woman with a busy schedule. You can’t expect me to know the name of everyone in Taylor Swift’s girl gang.
Zendaya: It’s a SQUAD, not a gang. Shit, how old ARE you?
Elizabeth: Old enough to know not to ask stupid fucking questions, Zendaya.
Zendaya: HA! I knew you knew my name.
KIERNAN SHIPKA vs. JENNIFER LAWRENCE
Kiernan: Alright, Jen. How is it possible that we haven’t played sisters yet?
Jennifer: OH MY GOD. Can we please???
Kiernan: Right?! Some kind of buddy comedy situation, maybe?
Jennifer: Or maybe we fight crime?
Kiernan: Or maybe we’re drug kingpins! (Or queenpins?)
Jennifer: Or 1920s mobsters? (Or mobstresses?)
Kiernan: Maybe it’s a stoner road trip comedy where we get high with our cool grandma, played by Helen Mirren?
Jennifer: Well, OBVIOUSLY it’s that. What else could it be?
Kiernan: Maybe we’re time-traveling superheros!
Jennifer: Maybe we’re space explorers!
Kiernan: Maybe we’re zombie killers who save humanity from the apocalypse!
Jennifer: Maybe we’re Robin Hood-type hackers who steal from big banks and give to the needy!
Kiernan: Maybe we’re forced to compete in a televised death match in a dystopian society run by an all-powerful Capitol that oppresses its Districts!
Jennifer: Eh, maybe not.