John: You know, I can't handle Nicole Kidman.
Robby: Yeah, I was gonna say like that description didn't make me want to go see it.
John: Yeah, I don't like her. For some reason she just rubs me the wrong way.
Guy: Kind of me too, I'm starting to come around on her a little bit. . .
John: Right, but can you say the `b' word on the radio?
Guy: Well we prefer you didn't, but you can.
John: No, she just, I don' t what it is --
Girl: You thought she was that way or you had an encounter with her?
John: No, I've never met the woman but --
Guy: You know what she is? She's chilly.
John: Yeah, it's like I just look at her and I'm just like, “God it must be terrible to be your boyfriend.
Guy: Yeah. . .
John: Cuz you know she's just yell at ya, “What the hell are ya doing?”
Guy: Save this for when we have Nicole on, this is great!
John: Yeah, but I could be wrong.
Guy 2: Nothing's ever gonna be quite right with her, ya know? “You didn't put the trash close enough to the curb!”
John: Yeah, exactly.