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[
laying down together, Windows spooning Zoe]
Zoe: That better be your lucky R2 poking me.
Windows: Nope. My penis.
Zoe: Asshole. You have been trying that Jedi mind shit on me since the eighth grade. It doesn't work.
Hutch: Oh, it works. Tell her, Windows.
Zoe: He's been geeking out with Rogue Leader all morning. Nothing can tear him away.
[
lifts her sweater, exposing her breasts to Windows who is on the Internet on his laptop, not looking up]
Zoe: Ah, I love the feeling of fresh air on my naked breasts.
Hutch: Oh, ho-ho!
Zoe: See that? Man's immune to sweater yams.
Hutch: What about me? I like sweater yams!
Zoe: You might wanna hit the showers. 'Cause you smell like something shit *in* my nose.
Hutch: Yes, Your Highnessness.
[
Hutch takes off his t-shirt]
Zoe: Ew! What in god's name is living on your chest? It looks like you fell on ALF.
Hutch: Dude, you're gonna be my Dak today, all right? Follow my lead.
Windows: Wait, wait. Whoa, whoa. You wanna just talk to them?
Hutch: Yeah. It's called having balls.
Zoe: Or in your case, one ball.
[
after bailing the guys out of jail]
Zoe: You pussies owe me, big time.
Zoe: All right everybody, shut up!
Hutch: Oh!
Zoe: I swear to God this little Ewok is going up in flames. I'll do it.
Zoe: [
Overhearing Lucas on the phone] I can hear his beard!
Zoe: All right, everybody, shut up! Swear to God this little Ewok is going up in flames! I'll do it.
THX Security Guard #4: Go ahead, burn it.
Zoe: I will.
THX Security Guard #4: Yeah, burn it.
Hutch: Guys, nobody wants this.
Zoe: I will.
THX Security Guard #4: [
Mimicking Yoda's voice] Burn it, burn it.
Zoe: I'm gonna.
THX Security Guard #4: Burn it.
Zoe: That's what I said.
THX Security Guard #4: Burn it.
Zoe: I said it.
THX Security Guard #4: Good, I was always more of a Star Trek fan anyway.
Zoe: Oh...
Hutch: These Trekkies are everywhere.