Here you go:
Skipping ahead in the script, the next telling dialogue I've excerpted is from the conversation between Zoolander, a Time magazine reporter (Stiller's wife in real life), and an outcast male model/conspiracy nut played by David Duchovny from The X Files. The scene takes place in a graveyard where the bodies of male models are buried after they've accomplished their missions as brainwashed assassins.
DD: "Let's take a walk. What you've stumbled upon goes way deeper than you could ever fathom. The fashion industry has been behind every major political assassination over the last two hundred years -- and behind every hit a card carrying male model."
Time reporter: "That's impossible.
DD: "Oh yeah? Listen and learn sweetness. Abe Lincoln wanted to abolish slavery - right? But who do you think made the powdered wigs and coloured leg stockings worn by our country's early leaders?"
Derek Zoolander: "Mugatu?"
DD: "Slaves, Derek. Without their free labour the prices on such items would have gone up tenfold. So the powers-that-be hired John Wilkes Booth, the original model-slash-actor to do Mr Lincoln in. I'll go on."
"Dallas Texas, 1963. Kennedy had just put a trade embargo on Cuba, essentially halting the shipment of Cuban manufactured songs about slacks - an incredibly popular item at the time."
Time: "Lee Harvey Oswald was NOT a male model."
DD: "You're god-damned RIGHT he wasn't. But those two lookers who capped Kennedy from the Grassy Knoll sure as **** were."
Time: "Well what about you?. How do you fit into all this?"
DD: "J.B. Prewlitt, hand model ... and that's when I found out I was in line to assassinate Jimmy Carter."
Time: "But how did you manage to escape?"
DD: "'Cus I'm a hand model Mama. We don't think the same way as the face and body models do. We're a different breed."
DZ: "So why male models?"
DD: "Think about it Derek. Male models are genetically constructed to become assassins. They're in peak physical condition. They can gain entry into the most secure places in the world. And most important of all, models don't think for themselves. They do as they're told."
DZ: "That is not true."
DD: "Yes it is Derek."
DZ: "Okay."
DD: "Yeah. Think about any photo shoot you've ever been on."
DZ: "Good point."
Time: "But if this has been going on for so long - Mugatu?"
DD: "He's just a punk-ass errand boy working for an international syndicate of fashion designers. You do a little background check on Mugatu and you'll find that he's sold his soul to the devil for a shot at the big time.
DZ: "But why male models?"
DD: "Are you serious. I just, I just told you that a moment ago."
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