Extremely incorrect Loubbie/Ocean's 8

Incorrect Ocean's 8 quotes ~ 30

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*Constance walks into Debbie and Lou's room*

Constance: How can tall people sleep at night when the blanket can't possibly cover them?

Lou: It's 4 in the bloody fucking morning, Constance

Debbie: Go back to your room. Will talk later

Constance: So, you both are awake? You two cannot sleep huh? Is it because of the blanket?

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Lou: Can you do me a favour, darling?

Debbie: Baby, I would destroy the whole world for you if you asked

Lou: Okay, good to know. For now though, can you do the dishes for me?

Debbie: No

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Debbie: What was ruined for you because too many started doing it?

Lou: Having sex with my now ex-girlfriend Jennifer

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Debbie: *drunk to core* Well, hello there! Who's that cutie pie with platinum blonde hair and blue eyes? I'm going to ask her out

Tammy: That's Lou. She's already your girlfr-

Debbie: Don't wait for me because I'm gonna be busy with her for a while

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Daphne: Why do you spend so much time working out?

Lou: It's always comforting to know I can easily throw all of you across the room

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Constance: *running into Lou's club* HEY LOU-

Lou: Shh... Easy there. Don't be so loud and in hurry. Calm down. Here, have a drink and after that, talk slowly and softly

Constance: Okay okay sorry

Constance: *drinks a bottle of beer*

Lou: Now darling, say what you want to say, calmly.

Constance: *whispers* Lou

Lou: Yes?

Constance: Debbie tried to make tea and now your building is on fire

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*Debbie, Tammy, Constance and Nine in car*

Debbie: *answering the phone while driving* Hello darling, you are on speaker so don't say anything you will regret

Lou: Or what daddy, you'll spank me once you are home?

Debbie:

Tammy:

Nine:

Constance: Hey Lou! See you when WE ALL get back home

Debbie: *facepalms*

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Lou: Constance, you have been reading way too many fanfictions and it is changing you

Constance: "How could you say that to me", I yelled at Lou, as I tied my long dark hair into a messy bun, the wind softly kissing my puffy cheeks-

Lou: JUST FUCKING STOP!

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Debbie: Romance is dumb

Lou: Baby, you're literally holding my hand right now

Debbie: Romance that doesn't involve the two of us is dumb

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Tammy: Lou, are you high?

Lou: Am I what?

Tammy: High

Lou: Hello

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Debbie: Lou, I need some space.

Lou: Is this your way of breaking up with me?

Debbie: No you idiot! I need some space on this damn bed. You sleep like a star fish! I'm falling off.

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*A child starts crying in public*

Tammy, Amita: Tries to calm the child

Rose: Cries with the child

Lou: Mimics and makes funny face, hoping it laughs

Daphne: Lectures the parents about parenting

Nine: Ignores

Debbie: Yells at the child to shut up

Constance: Is the reason why the child is crying

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*Lou calling Tammy at 2 am*

Tammy: What's it? What happened?

Lou: I am now a violent criminal

Tammy: *worried* Wha- what did you do?

Lou: I stepped on a cornflake

Tammy: Okay?

Lou: I am now officially a cereal killer

Tammy: ITS 2 IN THE FUCKING MORNING, YOU ASSHOLE!

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Debbie: Tell Lou that she's an asshole but I still love her no matter what

Tammy: Why don't you tell her yourself?

Debbie: Because we're in a fight

Tammy: Yet I am seeing you sitting on her lap right now

Debbie: That's not the point, Tammy. Focus!

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Debbie: Okay, I blame myself for this

Lou: *inner thoughts* this is a trap. Don't fall for it. She is testing you. Do not agree with her. Don't fall for her trap

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Constance: Everything would be so much better if I was in charge.

Amita: Not less than a minute ago, you set the kitchen on fire.

Constance: Yeah, but that was a minute ago. People change.

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Lou: Santa is kind of an asshole. He works one day a year and then spends the rest of it judging you

Tammy: I think him and Debbie would get along quite well, now that you mentioned it

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Others: You seem familiar. Have I met you before?

Lou: You seem familiar. Have I threatened to kill you before?

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Debbie: *picking up drunk Lou from club* Alright, time to go.

Lou: Nooooooo... Not so soon...

Debbie: We need to go, and your drink is finished anyway

Lou: No, it's not!

Debbie: *Grabs the drink and pours the rest of it on the floor* Sure looks empty to me

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