ALEXANDER SKARSGARD: I have no idea what to do with my face here. I guess I’ll just make the Joey Tribbiani, “how YOU doin’?” expression. I mean, I am naked and holding a leg in front of my junk. I should look like I’m wondering how you’re doing, right? This is weird.
ANNA PAQUIN: STEVE, YOU’RE SQUASHING MY BOOB.
STEPHEN MOYER: Sorry! Sorry. Sorry, we’re both just so short and I’m scared we’re about to fall off this apple crate they’ve got us standing on and I think I accidentally started using your boob as a handrail. I’m really sorry, peaches.
ASKARS: Oh, I know what to do with my face! BLUE STEEL! God, I knew I was in Zoolander for a reason…. No, yeah, this is still weird.
APAQ: I guess….I guess I’ll do Blue Steel, too. I don’t know. I’m losing all the feeling in my legs.
SMOY: I’ve been waiting my whole life to unleash this Blue Steel on you! Check it out!
ASKARS: That’s, um….powerful, Stephen. We should send Ben Stiller a cookie bouquet.
APAQ: My legs are getting numb.
SMOY: Blue Steel. BLUE STEEL!
ASKARS; I hope we’re getting paid for this.