Jesse Bradford credited as playing...
Cliff Pantone
- [last lines]
- Cliff: So, second place... how does it feel?
- Torrance Shipman: It feels like first.
- [they kiss]
- Missy: [Cliff is looking ahead at Torrance. Suddenly Missy blocks his view, her bikini-clad chest right in his line of sight] Hey, perv.
- Cliff: Gahhh!
- Missy: Hand over your fifteen bucks or get out of here.
- Cliff: What are you doing?
- Missy: Making money from guys oogling my goodies.
- Cliff: Aww, I didn't need to hear that. That was an over-share.
- Cliff: [after Missy leaves] I begged my mom for a brother.
- Torrance Shipman: He'd look a little ridiculous in that bikini, wouldn't he?
- Torrance Shipman: Ever been to a cheerleading competition?
- Missy: Oh, you mean like a football game?
- Torrance Shipman: No, not a game, those are like practices for us. I'm talking about a tournament. ESPN cameras all around. Hundreds of people cheering.
- Cliff: Wait a minute, people cheering... cheerleaders?
- Torrance Shipman: That's right. Lots of people. Here's the deal, Missy. We're the shit, the best. We work hard, have fun, and win national championships. I'm offering you a chance to be a part of that.
- Torrance Shipman: So, is that your band or something?
- Cliff: The Clash? Uh... no. It's a British punk band, circa 1977 to 1983-ish, original lineup anyway.
- Torrance Shipman: How vintage!