Shut Up, Maile

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I Hate You Guys So Much

Shoshana: I just wanna tell each of you, that I wouldn't do that...I wouldn't and I will not! 'Cause I think that's real shitty...
Maile: Your friends wouldn't mind because they look up to us...
Shoshana: [Shoshana laughs at her] You're so conceited, Maile. You're so conceited. You're so, like, full of yourself, why are you like that?
Maile: [crying again] I'm not saying that to be conceited! I hate it! I hate having to go along with everything David Foster says!
Shoshana: Well then why do you do it?
Maile: I don't know, I don't...you don't understand...you don't. You're not friends with the same kind of people that Ivette and I are friends with! You know, you just don't understand the pressure that they can put on you!
Shoshana: [shocked] I don't understand what? You think I don't understand pressure, Maile? I'm fourteen! I have to go back and face all of my friends after what you guys are saying about me on national television and I don't even get to defend myself. You think I don't understand pressure? Well fuck you! Fuck you!

We're about to break for commercial, but before we do we have to know what we're going to see after the commercial so our pea-sized brains have time to form general opinions and still have time to remind us to breathe in and out. A plane heads to L.A. They record the final song. The last day of recording, Rosanna loses her voice. Again. Could they call the album "Broken Record?"

Hey, did any of you see Heartbreakers? Could you do me a favor and never talk to me again? Thanks.

Hey, this show is over in two weeks. Wow. The WB remembered to get me a birthday present! That's the sweetest.

The plane is flying overhead again. That means we're leaving New York and heading back to Los Angeles. The girls are all in a recording room, bobbing their heads to a really really really really bad song that is mercifully the last one for the album. The producers are Chakdaddy and E. Dawk. I can't make that up. I can't. I wanted to. I wish I did. But I didn't. Chakdaddy. E. Dawk. That's all they could come up with for themselves. They've worked with Christina Aguilera and Samantha Mumbaforgetwhosheisallthetime.

Want the lyrics? You know you do.

I was sitting at home just so frustrated
I debated
Wondering why I let people make me so crazy.

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