By now, the train crash that is Gigli has been well-documented: The wreckage surveyed, the bodies identified, the shredded careers gathered up, tagged, and sent to the Hollywood morgue.

But one particular exchange in the film -- which, in hindsight, has turned out to be cannily prescient as to the film's own reception -- has attracted the unrelenting ridicule of critics, becoming a kind of rallying cry for the film's detractors. Jennifer Lopez, playing a soon-to-be-ex-lesbian, woos the tracksuit-sporting and accent-mangling Ben Affleck into servicing her nether regions by spreading her legs and declaring, "It's turkey time," to which Affleck replies, "What?" to which Lopez replies, "Gobble, gobble!"

Oh, yes. It's turkey time, all right. Gobble, gobble.

While many critics have focused on this scene as emblematic of the film's ineptitude, few have mentioned that the lines in question were, in fact, the product of a long process of honing, tweaking, and revising by director and screenwriter Martin Brest.

Now, from notes secreted to us by a sympathetic production assistant, Fametracker can reveal the many options considered, then discarded, by Brest in his quest to find that elusive piece of dialogue that combines sultry seductiveness with an evocation of America's favourite flightless bird. Please enjoy the original snippet, followed by eleven rejected turkey-time variants.

"It's turkey time."
"What?"
"Gobble, gobble!"

"It's chicken time."
"What?"
"Cluck, cluck!"

"It's swan time."
"What?"
"Crey, crey!"

"It's pirate time."
"What?"
"Arrr, Arrr!"

"It's dolphin time."
"What?"
"Click, click!"

"It's J.J. Walker time."
"What?"
"Dy-no-mite, Dy-no-mite!"

"It's parrot time."
"What?"
"Parrot time, parrot time!"

"It's Thurston Howell III time."
"What?"
"Luvey, luvey!"

"It's nightingales time."
"What?"
"Jug-jug, jug-jug!"

"It's french rooster time."
"What?"
"Cocorico! Cocorico!"

"It's Urkel time."
"What?"
"Did I do that, Did I do that!"

"It's panda time."
"What?
"[Silence]"