Borat
[Borat tries to check into a fancy hotel while dressed and talking like a gangster]
What's up with it, Vanilla Face? Me and my homie, Azamat, just parked our slab outside. [the receptionist goes to call security] We're looking for somewhere to post up our black asses for the night. So, uh, bang, bang, skeet, skeet, ****. [security arrives] We're just a couple of pimps, no hos.
Guard
Sir, sir, you gotta leave.
Borat
Okay...
Guard
Either leave now, or we're gonna call the cops, and we'll have you taken out.
