Pray for Morning (2006)
Dylan: Alright, when you stand at a bar, it's casual. One arm up, one arm down. A thousand yard stare. People will look at you. Alright. You don't look at them.
Topher: [after positioning himself in the wrong kind of formation] Like this, Dylan?
Dylan: [laughs; sarcastically] Yeah.
Dylan: No! You look like a frickin' retard!
Connor: [walks up to Rand on the stairs with Topher] What'cha doin'?
Rand: Workin' on a poem.
Rand: Chicks love poetry you dumbass. They think it's romantic. No wonder you never get any.
Topher: [looks at Connor] He's got a point.
Rand: You guys know a word that rhymes with "bonner"?
Ashley: [sits down by Connor who is on the sofa; slaps his leg] Havin' fun little brother?
Connor: Why, yes I am.
Topher: [Pushes in between them with two beers] Yes, we are.
[hands one to Connor who takes it; all three laugh]
Ashley: Who the hell let you guys in here?
Topher: Are you kidding me? We are so getting some action tonight!
Ashley: [pulls the sun visor off of his head] Not with this you're not.