Thirteen (2003) Poster


Nikki Reed: Evie Zamora



  • Melanie : [When Evie walks on Melanie having a cigarette in her bedroom]  Don't ever start smoking.

    Evie : Is everything okay, Mel?

    Melanie : Yeah.


    Melanie : No. Evie, I'm sorry, but I think it's time for you to go home.

    Evie : I can't go home. Brooke had a convention in Bakersfield. She said she sent you an e-mail.

    Melanie : I guess I didn't check my E-mail.

    [laughs nervously] 

    Evie : I'm sorry, Mel. I hope it's okay that I'm here.

    Melanie : Well, I guess it's gonna have to be, isn't it?

    Evie : Her boyfriend hits me, Mel.

    [sits down on Melanie's bed and pulls her hair back to reveal a bruise on her neck] 

    Evie : He grabbed my throat and he threw me against his van.

    Melanie : [gasps softly]  Oh, Jesus.

    [sits down beside Evie on the bed] 

    Melanie : Where's your mother, baby?

    Evie : [sniffles]  She - she passed away.

    Melanie : I didn't have a mother when I was your age either. I know how hard it is. I do.

    [she and Evie hug each other] 

  • Brooke : We'll be moving up to Ojai so you won't be seeing Evie again. Ever. You're really cruel, Tracy. I mean, I'm sure you can be a sweet kid when you want to, but right now, you're a really bad influence. I mean, you cheat, you lie, you steal...

    Tracy : [shouting in disbelief]  Oh, my God! Are you kidding me? Where do you think I learned all this shit from?

    [walks off into the kitchen] 

    Melanie : Tracy was playing Barbies before she met Evie.

    [Melanie, Evie and Brooke follow Tracy into the kitchen] 

    Brooke : Did she teach you how to beat the crap out of her as well? I've seen the bruises.

    Tracy : What the hell did you tell her, Evie?

    Brooke : [turns to Evie]  Come here. What about this?

    [shows the scrape by Evie's hairline that Tracy accidentally made while the two girls were play-fighting] 

    Tracy : [shouts]  What the fuck? We were just goofing.

    Melanie : Tracy didn't hit her.

    Evie : [starting to cry]  Yes, she did.

    Tracy : I don't believe this! She hit me too!

    Brooke : [grabs Tracy's arm and struggles with her to pull back her sleeve]  And look at this, Mel.

    Tracy : Don't you dare! No! Please!

    Melanie : Get your hands off her.

    [Tracy starts to cry as the cuts on her arm are revealed when Brooke pulls down her sleeve] 

    Brooke : She cuts.

    [Melanie looks stunned and horrified at the cuts on Tracy's arm] 

    Tracy : [crying]  It's none of your business, you fucking Frankenstein!

    Brooke : Oh, no, this child is my business, you little cunt.

    Melanie : That's enough. You need to get out.

    Brooke : [to Evie]  Honey, come on.

    [she and Evie slowly start to leave the house] 

    Melanie : [yelling]  Get out!

    Evie : [crying]  Who would want to be in this shit hole anyway? It fucking stinks in here, Mel!

  • Tracy : All of the sudden Medina has a ghetto booty?

    Evie : I think she stuffs.

    Astrid : That slut ain't got shit compared to these double cheeseburgers.

    [shakes her butt] 

    Medina : Shake it, don't break it, bitch.

    Astird : Fuck her.

  • Tracy : [speaking in gibberish]  Why does my tongue hurt?

    Evie : Maybe because you gave head.

  • [singing] 

    Evie : The itsy-bitsy spider dropped acid at the park...

  • Tracy : [while outside Mason's open window]  Hampton is my baby! He's my baby.

    Evie : [while walking in front of the window]  Hey, Mason. Move your G-string down South.

    [pulls her thong over her shorts while shaking her butt] 

    Tracy : Dude, no! That is so gross. That's my brother. Oh, my God!

    Evie : Maybe I'll marry into the family.

  • Tracy : [to Brooke]  So you're a model?

    Evie : She's a model-slash-actress.

    Brooke : Mmm, slash-bartender who's about to be late for work.

  • Tracy : [while lying in the afterglow after having sex with Javi]  We are so perfect for each other. You know, if everybody married someone from a different race, then in one generation, there would be no prejudice.

    Evie : [lies next to Tracy]  So you had a good time?

    Tracy : [Dreamily]  Yeah, but it tasted kinda nasty.

    Evie : [laughs]  What? We didn't go over that one!

  • Evie : [to Luke]  How 'bout we make a Luke sandwich?

    Luke : Um, how about you're jailbait?

  • Brooke : Evie, goddamn it. Where's my other cutlet?

    Evie : Incoming cutlet!

    [throws the cutlet at Brooke which hits her from behind] 

  • Evie : [while huffing computer duster]  I hear this little wah-wah-wah inside my head...

    Tracy : That's your brain cells popping!

  • Evie : [to Tracy]  You don't know how to kiss, do you?

    Tracy : Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Yes, I do. Me and Noel practiced with "Cruel Intentions" like 50 times.

    Evie : Right

    Tracy : So, you want me to prove it, lesbo?

    Evie : Hell, no!

    [Tracy bends down and kisses Evie] 

    Evie : I barely even felt that.

    Tracy : Well, see if you fucking feel this one, then!

    [pushes Evie on the floor and kisses her more passionately] 

    Evie : Well, okay!

  • Evie : Something peed in your bed.

See also

Release Dates | Official Sites | Company Credits | Filming & Production | Technical Specs

Recently Viewed