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[waves flashlight at chandelier
: Well, if those are the teeth, and that's the tongue, then that must be the uvula! Chowder
: Oh, so it's a *girl* house... Jenny
: [looks at him
: Are you guys mentally challenged? Because, if you are, then I'm certified to teach you baseball.
: Questions? Chowder
: Yes, umm, are you nuts? I don't wanna steal drugs from my Father, I don't wanna go inside a monster, and I don't wanna die! Jenny
: I say its worth a shot. Chowder
: Yes I agree. Let's do it.
: [pretending to talk to his father
] Well, Dad, why don't you kiss my hairy butt?
: Hey, DJ, you got any beer?
: Well, hello there... DJ
: [to Jenny
] This is... Chowder... Chowder
: Charles, to the ladies... Jenny
] Um, Jenny Bennett. Two-term class president at Westbrook Prep. DJ
: That's a tough school to get into. Chowder
: Yeah, I got in but decided not to go. Jenny
: It's a girl's school. Chowder
: [nervous pause
] ... Which is why I didn't...
[another nervous pause
: ... You know there's a... there's a great taco stand near there...
: Smart house.
: Now what do you want? Jenny
: Just trying to get a head-start on life and secure a sucessful future. Zee
: You want a successful future? When a guy with tattoos comes up to the drive-thru, give him his burger, not your phone number.
: But back to business: eggs, shaving cream, toilet paper. Without candy, I'm afraid your house is a bulls-eye with shingles. Zee
: Nice try. It's not my house. Jenny
: Babysitter? Zee
: Mmm-hmm. Jenny
: Okay, let's cut the crap. Maybe the parents you work for left you forty dollars in emergency money... Zee
: Maybe they left me thirty. Jenny
: Maybe you give me twenty, I write a receipt for thirty, and you pocket ten. Zee
: Maybe... and I want two extra bags of peanut clusters. Jenny
: One bag, and I'll toss in a licorice whip. Zee
: You're good.
: We're dead. You've killed us, and we're dead! DJ
: Shh! I don't think the house knows that we're in here. I bet it thinks we're still in the car. Jenny
: Sounds like it's sleeping. DJ
: The only way that we're gonna get out of here alive, is if we find the heart, and put out the fire. Chowder
: Maybe we should examine our other options? DJ
: Sure. Other option: we wait here and do nothing until it wakes up and eats us. Chowder
: Find the heart, put out the fire. Got it.
[Jenny emerges from the closet after calling her mother on the phone
: [rolls her eyes
] She didn't believe me. Chowder
] Authority can be so...
[makes armpit noises
: Okay, normally I don't spend time with guys like you, but a house just tried to eat me, so... you've got one hour.
: Is this pee? Because if it is, that's really gross! Chowder
: DJ?... You pee in bottles? DJ
: What are you talking about? That one's your pee.