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CHAD MICHAEL MURRAY: Kenzie. Don't look up. Stare at the ground.
KENZIE DALTON: Why, Chad?
CHAD MM: Because.
KENZIE: That's a bad reason. If I stare at the ground, no one will see my face, and then I'll never get in Us Weekly and our whole mystifying 4-year engagement will be for NAUGHT.
CMM: Look, everyone already thinks I'm a douche, okay? I just don't want them to think I am in any way associated with those pants. Or that refried Carrie Bradshaw flower on your coat.
KENZIE: You're being annoying. Am I old enough to drink yet? Because I need one.
CMMMMMMMMM: Just hurry, okay, before anyone recognizes us.
KENZIE: No, Chad. Stop. You're denying America your special gift. Do you really want to skulk anonymously through the night, just because it looks like a small child ran with scissors directly at my pants? Do you? Is THAT the kind of man I'm marrying?
CM-SQUARED: Well, but we're never ACTUALLY getting married, are we?
KENZIE: LOOK UP AND DO WHAT YOU WERE BORN TO DO, or else I will wear these pants every day.
C-DOUBLE-M: FINE. I'll do it.
KENZIE: YES. That's more like it. Which squint is that one? Shock? Awe? The pain of love lost? The satisfaction of seeing a dog eat your father's heart?
C-TO-THE-2M: It's "Oh my GOD, my fiancee really wants to leave the house in that outfit."
KENZIE: God, you're talented.
C-EMINEM: I know, baby. Now let's get out of here before anyone else sees you.
