You Gotta Lose That Job


 * Oliver: I don't know. It's just, sometimes being around all your success makes me feel--
 * Lily: Like a failure.
 * Oliver: I was gonna say "bad"...
 * [Lily looks nervous]


 * Miley and Oliver: Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
 * Lily [frustrated] Come on, come on, come on! Are we gonna spend the entire weekend waiting to see if [to Miley] you got the part, or if [to Oliver] you got the gig? Wake up! Move! Do something! [Miley and Oliver stand up, and exchange seats]
 * Oliver: There!
 * Miley: Happy?
 * Lily: It is times like this, I thank my lucky stars I have no talent!
 * Miley: I didn't get the part, that's why Howard hasn't called me, he doesn't have the guts. Or he's having trouble with his gussies in the bathroom. Poor Howard. Call!
 * Oliver: You know, I did great! Mr. Meadow's just jealous. He's jealous that he don't have my talent. I mean, you know what they say, those who can't sing teach.
 * Lily: Hey, maybe I should be a teacher

[Miley and Oliver's cellphones ring]
 * Miley and Oliver: Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy....
 * Lily: Answer the phone!

[Miley and Oliver answer their phones and head to each other's way]
 * Lily: Hey, I'd make a great teacher, supportive, fun, but no talking back, that is un-acceptable, un-acceptable I say!


 * Miley: Hotshot Hollywood Honcho say what?