Layne:
Why did you kill her?
Samson:
She was talking shit.
Layne:
The *things* I do for my *fucking* *friends*.
Layne:
I'm gonna put another quarter in this machine and take over the fuckin' universe.
Tim:
You pothead fuckbrain.
Clarissa:
I hear they're having an open-casket funeral for Jamie. I think that's in bad taste.
Tony:
It is in bad taste. This whole episode is in bad taste. You young people are a disgrace to the human race. To all living things, to plants even. You shouldn't be seen in the same room with a cactus.
Mike:
N-O spells nuh-uh.
Layne:
This is like some fuckin' movie. Friends since second grade, fuckin' like THIS
[
crosses fingers]
Layne:
and then one of us gets himself in potentially BIG trouble, and now we've gotta deal with it; we've got to test our loyalty against ALL odds. It's kind of... exciting. I feel like... Chuck Norris, y'know?
Feck:
I killed a girl, it was no accident. Put a gun to the back of her head and blew her brains right out the front. I was in love.
Samson:
I strangled mine.
Feck:
Did you love her?
Samson:
She was okay.
Clarissa:
I feel like someone dipped me in used cooking oil.
Layne:
Hurry your ass.
Layne:
I know, Feck. Women are evil, you had to kill her.
Feck:
I killed a girl once.
Layne:
[
Annoyed] I know, Feck, you keep telling me that.
Matt:
The only reason you stay here is so you can fuck my mother and eat her food. MOTHERFUCKER. FOOD EATER.
[
John accuses Feck of having feelings for his blow-up doll, Elly]
Feck:
Look, I'm not psycho. I know she's a doll. Right, Elly?
Kevin:
[
to teacher] Don't you think violence is wrong?
Tom:
Aw, fuck off, Kevin. Wasting pigs is radical, man.
Samson:
I killed her.
Maggie:
You're strange, John.
Tony:
What'd you do, man? Sit on her?
Feck:
You got any Bud in bottles?
Kevin:
I just want to say it was horrible what those kids did. And the whole incident points up a fundamental moral breakdown in our society.
Mr. Burkewaite:
Thank you, Kevin, for your insightful self-righteous indignation. I'd still like to hear from Tom.
Tom:
Would you just quit staring at me like that, man?
Bennett:
Did the sight of this dead girl move you in any particular way?
Matt:
I don't know.
Bennett:
Were you shocked, angry, saddened? Did the sight please you?
Matt:
I don't know how I felt.
Bennett:
You knew this girl?
Matt:
Yeah.
Bennett:
How did you feel about her?
Matt:
I don't know.
Bennett:
Hey, I'm getting sick of "I don't know". Do you hear me?
[
Matt tries to buy beer]
Samson:
You giving my friend trouble.
Checker:
Look, I cannot sell you guys beer after two o'clock in the morning.
Samson:
[
displaying a gun] Well, I'm here to turn back the time.
Tim:
Get your nunchuks and your dad's car. I know where we can get a gun.
Layne:
It's people like you that are sending this country down the tubes. No sense of pride. No sense of loyalty. No sense of NOTHING, man.
Layne:
Two dollars and money for gas. One of us should get a job, or... something.
[
holding a cat]
Samson:
Look what I found. We can get it stoned!
Samson:
You were a biker.
Feck:
Yeah, years ago. Oh, man. I ate so much pussy in those days, my beard looked like a glazed doughnut.
[
answering his door]
Feck:
[
gun in hand] Check's in the mail!
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