Rabbit grins. "Old brick-and-mortar rental place down 8th. It was in the back room. You like it?"

Preacher smiles, while Voodoo's hiding his face in one hand, trying to hide the way his shoulders shake. "Fuuuck, Rabbit. Even for you, this is pretty screwball."

After the awards ceremony and some introspection from Zoolander, the movie quickly cuts to a Manhattan apartment where he and three other male models converse. There's a minute or two of infighting before Zoolander delivers the famous line:

"Did you ever think that maybe there's more to life than being really, really...really ridiculously good-looking? I mean, maybe we should be doing something more meaningful with our lives. Like helping people."

"Uh, Derek, what people?"

"I don't know. People who need help."

Rabbit elbows Parker back, pointing to the screen. "Watch this. This next sequence is so stupid it's funny."

"You know what could really help you sort through these important issues?"

"What?"

"Orange mocha frappuccino!"