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Holly Hunter, Evan Rachel Wood, and Nikki Reed in Thirteen (2003)

Evan Rachel Wood: Tracy Freeland

Thirteen

Evan Rachel Wood credited as playing...

Tracy Freeland

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  • Tracy: He was crippled, but only his body was cracked. It's not simple, nor is it an easy matter to explain. "Let's just leave it at that," she says and closes the holy book of lies. She covers her eyes, denying to herself what she thought happened.
  • Tracy: [out on the town] Mothers, lock up your sons!
  • Melanie: [to Tracy] How do you explain $860 in your purse?
  • Tracy: What do you expect me to say, Mom? We jacked it, okay? It's not like your broke ass ever has any money to give me. Mom, when Brady went to the halfway house, what happened to our phone, our cable? You didn't even know how to pay the bills. It's no wonder Dad didn't want to be with you! You didn't even finish high school!
  • Melanie: We don't have extra stuff, but we're doing okay. You know we're doing okay. You don't have to steal.
  • Tracy: Mom, you knew what was going on! You're not that dumb, are you?
  • Melanie: [shouts] I didn't know it went that far!
  • 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: Mom, I have to go to the bathroom now!
  • Melanie: Can't you hold it a minute?
  • Tracy: That's how you get a bladder infection, you child abuser.
  • Melanie: That's dramatic.
  • 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!
  • Mason: Go ahead. Hit me, Tracy. You'll go to jail, you fucking slut!
  • Tracy: Mom, Mason just called me a slut!
  • Tracy: [speaking in gibberish] Why does my tongue hurt?
  • Evie: Maybe because you gave head.
  • [first lines]
  • Tracy: [sitting on her bed, facing her friend] Hit me. I'm serious, I can't feel anything, hit me! Again, do it harder! I can't feel anything, this is so awesome!
  • Tracy: Want me to model my new thong? It's perfect for pooping on the go.
  • Tracy: [to Mason] Should we talk about how you get stoned every night with Rafa?
  • Mason: She knows I smoke pot, Tracy. Look at your pupils. You're so fucking busted.
  • Melanie: [to Tracy] What the hell is that?
  • [Tracy doesn't answer her]
  • Melanie: I'm talking to you!
  • Tracy: [whispers] It's a belly-button ring.
  • Melanie: Speak up. I can't hear you.
  • Tracy: It's a belly button ring! How else can I say it? I don't speak no other languages! Oh. And do you want to know what that is?
  • [sticks her tongue out]
  • Tracy: That is a tongue ring.
  • [last lines]
  • Tracy: Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.
  • Tracy: So, Brady, how was the halfway house?
  • Brady: Same as the last one, Tracy.
  • 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: Geez, Mom, why don't you open a hotel? You could get paid for all this shit.
  • Tracy: [about the pants that Melanie made for her] The fur was thicker at Red Balls.
  • Tracy: [Tracey walks into the bathroom in a huff and Astrid looks over] So, um, you just wanna go to the boardwalk and sell some shit?
  • Astrid: [while putting stickers on her face in the mirror] I can't. Um, I'm late for my biology actually and we're doing a play and I'm a mermaid.
  • Tracy: [raises her eyebrows and walks out of bathroom]
  • Astrid: [stares into the mirror and keeps applying her makeup]

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