"I've an idea. If we're doing this many reshoots, what if -- and I'm spitballing here -- we just reshot the entire thing into a different film?"
"'Mr. Grey will SQUEE you now.' Heh, good one, Jamie."
"I can levitate things, TOO. In your FACE, Prince William."
"Sorry, what? You want me to say that my Inner Goddess is doing the cha-cha because corn dogs are nature's most erotic food? I will do it only if you show me that in a Trader Joe's newsletter."
"God, trees can be itchy."
"Might I get a judge's ruling on this jacket? It's wrong with my outfit, isn't it? Is THAT why you put me behind the tree?"
"Dear Colin Firth: I'm going to play your son someday, if this doesn't ruin me first."
"My inner goddess would really like a Bridget Jones prequel. How did Mark Darcy meet Daniel Cleaver, and WHAT OF HIS CRUEL EX-WIFE?"
You know, I would have called it Fifty Ways To Cleave Your Lover, but nobody asked me."