0:00:09 "Edward Cullen. The girls at the hair salon told me I'd find you here. So look, I'm hosting a people's choice awards and it'd be great if you know, you'd be a presenter. Well, it's if you're not too busy brooding off by yourself like a weird old stalker."
0:00:24 "Come take a walk with me"
0:00:28 "Okay"
0:00:32 "Hey, is there a Starbucks around here?"
0:00:34 "No"
0:00:34 "Weird"
0:00:37 "Look, I know you're pretty busy out here, drinking deer blood, not having sex, but what's it going to take to get you to do the show?"
0:00:45 "Will you answer ______ (new forks??)"
0:00:46 "Well duh, the show's in Los Angeles. Don't worry, we'll fly you out first class."
0:00:52 "I mean my family and myself"
0:00:53 "Your whole damn family? Look, I may be able to get them tickets to the show, but I can't get them into the afterparty. Maybe just bring your dad, Carla.
0:01:03 "Carla is supposed to be 10 years older than he looks. People are starting to notice."
0:01:08 "Honey, everyone in LA is 10 years older than they look. It's called botox."
0:01:15 "Can you just promise me something?"
0:01:16 "Sure, yeah, I'll hook you up with whatever you need. What's this? A list of demands? Your own trailer, personal trainer, what's an eyebrow stylist? Rum-raisin.. rum-raisin lip liner? Look, I'll tell you what. I'll make sure there's plenty of hair-goo and body glitter in your dressing room. Deal?"
0:01:36 "No. I'm just sorry I let this go on for so long."
0:01:40 "That makes two of us."
0:01:42 "Goodbye"
0:01:43 "Psh. Goodbye. Oh, now you want to get handsy. You got one sec to let me go, or you getting a wooden stake to your vampire jaw."
0:01:55 "Fine, disappear. I'll just get the werewolf to do the show. You heard me, Team Jacob. Now how do I get outta here? What is it about white people and the woods?."
I found the 'edit' button. So could finish it.