Carly Jones:
[
Carly hears a noise outside the tent] Wade, wake up. Wade! I heard something.
Wade:
Yeah, it's probably the serial killers or something.
Nick Jones:
[
Dalton is filming the campsite, everyone is making out. Nick sits alone] Don't even think about it. There's no way I'm kissing you, dude.
Blake:
[
choosing which one to give the keys to] Actually, Im going to let my man Drive
Dalton Chapman:
[
hands Dalton the keys] You heard the man, get in the car!
Nick Jones:
[
squeezes Dalton's nipple] Give me the keys.
Dalton Chapman:
Okay!
Carly Jones:
You have to be careful!
Nick Jones:
I am being careful.
Paige Edwards:
Did you find that fan belt thing or whatever?
[
scraping a piece of the House of Wax off with his knife]
Wade:
It is wax, like... literally.
Carly Jones:
Please don't kill me.
Paige Edwards:
That's weird.
Bo:
What are you doing?
Carly Jones:
Waiting for Wade.
Blake:
Hey, man, turn your lights off.
Blake:
[
to the person in the truck with their lights really bright] Yo man you need something?
Carly Jones:
What does he want?
Wade:
Hey can you turn off your lights please.
[
the lights are still on]
Wade:
.
Paige Edwards:
Ok this is getting kinda creepy.
Blake:
Hey come on man get out of here, nothing to see here lets go.
Wade:
Can we help you?
Carly Jones:
Maybe were on his property?
Wade:
Nah we did'nt pass the gate.
Blake:
Hey man turn your lights off. Hello turn your lights off. No i'm serious turn your lights off or i'll whip this on your ass.
Wade:
Hey hey it's cool man.
Nick Jones:
[
throws a bottle and smashes one of the lights] .
Carly Jones:
NICK!
[
pause]
Carly Jones:
oh my
Dalton Chapman:
[
Yells at the man in the truck] WHAT!
Nick Jones:
Bye Wade
Wade:
Asshole
Blake:
[
to Nick and Dalton] Are you two gonna have sex with each other?
Blake:
Coz me and Paige are
Paige Edwards:
I swear he's starting to like that car more then me now.
Carly Jones:
It's okay, he's gone.
Wade:
I just don't get what his beef is with me.
Carly Jones:
Nick has beef with everyone.
Nick Jones:
I swear to god if you hurt her... VINCENT!
Nick Jones:
He did this to you?
Dalton Chapman:
You're just gonna let 'em leave like that? That guys a freak, he throws dead animals in a pit for a living.
Nick Jones:
You clean shit for a living,Mr Septic Tank Man. Whats the difference?
Dalton Chapman:
Well, um - I don't walk through it. That's one difference.
Carly Jones:
[
about the smell] I think it's coming from over there.
Paige Edwards:
[
sarcastically] Yeah, let's follow the smell.
Paige Edwards:
[
after giving Dalton a makeover] He looks like a smurf.
Carly Jones:
I don't believe this. You steal a car and it's my fault. You evade arrest and it's the cops' fault...
Nick Jones:
One of 'em took a swing at me.
Carly Jones:
You get kicked out of the house, it's mom and dad's fault. You lose your football scholarship and it's the coach's fault! You can't keep a job for more than two weeks because it's every manager's fault!
Nick Jones:
I'm surrounded by idiots.
Carly Jones:
So then why did you come, to piss me off?
Nick Jones:
Why don't you get it? You're the good twin, I'm the evil one.
Carly Jones:
Grow up. You are so afraid to take things seriously.
Nick Jones:
[
kicking a cup out of a homeless guys hand] Get a job
Dalton Chapman:
Hey do you think that Wade will stay with Carly after she moves to New York?
Nick Jones:
I don't know. Maybe...
Dalton Chapman:
Cause you know... the way shes been lookin at me...
Nick Jones:
Hey! It ain't happening, man. And even if it was happening - it ain't happening.Nothing personal
Dalton Chapman:
Why's that? I mean, you like me better than Wade right?
Nick Jones:
[
sighs] Wade's not so bad.
Dalton Chapman:
Yeah, I like Wade, too.
Blake:
[
after Dalton is given a make-over] He looks like Elton John, only more gay.
Dalton Chapman:
Elton John is gay?
Paige Edwards:
Lip balm. I dropped my stupid lip balm.
Bo:
Mom would be proud. She always said that your talent would make up for what God took away from you.
Wade:
I'm sorry, we just needed a fanbelt
Bo:
A fanbelt? You walk in on a funeral for a fucking fanbelt?
Nick Jones:
You're saying that that's a real person... underneath?
Trudy Sinclair:
[
talking to a young Bo] Shuddup! Oooh, why can't you be more like your brother?
Nick Jones:
Ugh, Dalton, did you crap your pants again?
Dalton Chapman:
What? No, I dont know, maybe. I am wearing my work clothes.
Nick Jones:
[
stuck in a traffic jam on the way to the game] It's not moving
Blake:
It'll MOVE!
Paige Edwards:
It's not moving
Blake:
It will!
Nick Jones:
Turn it around! Dude, turn the car around!
Blake:
[
Blake leans his head down in defeat, hitting the horn and making it blare]
Carly Jones:
No, there's no-one at the gas station!
Paige Edwards:
We'll meet you back at camp, but more than a few yards away from that pet cemetery.
Wade:
[
sniffing something foul in the air] Something's dead out there.
Blake:
[
sniffing also] Nuh uh. Something's dead right here.
Wade:
[
runs a lighter along one of Vincent's waxed miniature statues and talking in a silly voice] Oh no, there's a fire! Help me, Carly! My kirt's gonna catch on fire, my legs are all hot, you're my hero!
Carly Jones:
[
stopping him] That's not cool
[
Carly sees a human face in the window that moves away]
Wade:
[
after she jumps] What?
Carly Jones:
I just saw somebody!
Wade:
It was probably a wax thing.
Carly Jones:
No, no, it wasn't a wax thing it was moving and it was freaky looking!
Wade:
[
notices how well Nick throws the football to Blake] Nice arm... i can see why they gave you a scholarship.
Nick Jones:
[
holds up hand] yeah, it's a real tragedy, ain't it?
Wade:
Yeah... it is.
[
Nick is sitting alone while everyone is making out. Dalton comes up to him with his camera]
Nick Jones:
[
grinning] dont even think about it, i ain't kissing you, dude.
Dalton Chapman:
[
mocking disappointment] Aww, come on. You know you want to.
Dalton Chapman:
[
Nick and Dalton laugh] Haha, just kidding. Psyche. I wouldn't kiss your ass for shit, man.
Bo:
I'm sorry mama, some people just have no respect.
[
last lines]
Dave:
[
on radio] Sheriff?
Sheriff:
Yeah, Dave?
Dave:
Ran the Sinclair family through CDIC. Trudy and the doctor didn't have two sons. They had three.
[
first lines]
Trudy Sinclair:
You are being such a good boy. Would you like some more cereal, sweetheart? Here you go.
Bo:
Trudy got a cyst in her brain.
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