The Woods (2006)
Samantha: [Heather kicks bathroom stall door to try and get out, Samantha has her pinned inside] Say it.
Samantha: [Heather kicks stall door again] Say it.
Samantha: "I'm a fire-crotch."
Samantha: "I am a fire-crotch."
Heather: How many football players put it in you before your mom got sick of having another tramp around the house?
Girl #1: [Samantha pulls open the stall door angrily, then proceeds to punch Heather in the stomach] Nice one.
Samantha: [Heather is keeled over in pain] If you know what's good for you, you'll run away and never, ever come back.
Samantha: Got it, fire-crotch?
Samantha: [Walks up to the table] Heard you been saying stuff behind my back, fire-crotch.
Heather: Now, Samantha, all I said was your breath smells like you've been drinking out of Ms. Mackinaw's douche bag, that's all.
[Samantha leans in threateningly]
Heather: I don't wanna kiss you, Samantha, so please, don't ask.
Samantha: No, you listen very closely, fire-crotch: We have a certain way of doing things aroung her and you better figure out what that way is or there are going to be serious consequences.
Ms. Traverse: [Ms. Mackinaw brings Heather into the office] What is this?
Ms. Mackinaw: Miss Fasulo attacked Miss Wise in the dining hall.
[Her head twitches]
Ms. Traverse: Is that so?
Heather: I didn't...
[she twitches intentionally]
Heather: ... attack anyone. I was just trying to defend myself.
[Ms. Mackinaw looks embarrassed and upset that Heather made fun of her twitch]
Heather: I'm sorry. I didn't meant to...
[Ms. Mackinaw twitches again and leaves angrily]
Ms. Traverse: [Slaps Heather] Now listen: We have a certain way of doing things aroung her and you better figure out what that way is or there are going to be serious consequences.
Ms. Traverse: We have a certain way of doing things here. And you better find out what that way is or there will be serious consequences.
Samantha: We have a certain way of doing things here. And you better find out what that way is or there will be serious consequences.
Title Card: In the fall of 1965, the Falburn Academy burned to the ground. It remains a mystery why the trees surrounding the academy were untouched by the fire.
Alice Fasulo: [to Heather in the back seat] Feet off the seat.
Heather: [on the phone] Mom, I just wanna come home. I miss my friends.
Alice Fasulo: Heather, sweetheart, you don't have any friends.
Ms. Traverse: A loving mother never abandons her child. To be separated from her is like an amputation. It doesn't matter what a child looks like - if she's smart, if she's stupid, if she has no friends. So why would your mother leave you here?
Alice Fasulo: I don't know what I have to do, to get you under control, Heather.
Heather: Then stop trying.