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(talking on a headset whilst playing a video game with a 10 year old kid)

Gary: Do you think there’s a chance your mom won’t love you anymore when she sees how badly you’re getting beaten right now?

Rool: We’ll never catch up with those horses!
Franjean: Then we will have to track them.
Rool: That would take forever. Besides, even if we find them, they’d only capture us, stick us in cages, torture us and finally devour us!
Franjean: Are you suggesting we go home?
Rool: Nah, this is more fun.

Walter Stratford: [Bianca and Chastity are sneaking past Bianca’s father] Shoulda used the window!
Bianca: Hi Daddy!
Walter Stratford: Hi… where’re we going?
Bianca: Well, if you must know… a small study group of friends.
Walter Stratford: Otherwise known as an orgy?
Chastity: Mr. Stratford, it’s just a party!
Walter Stratford: And hell is just a sauna.

Karen: If you’re from Africa, how come you’re white?

Gretchen: Look of horror Oh my God Karen! You can’t just ask people why they’re white!

Cheryl: Sit right down here, ma’am. We’re going to make you pretty. Now how do you like your hair?

Big Haired Woman: What? Are you going to do my hair?

Cheryl: No, I just need to know if that’s your usual way of wearing it, all big and high. If it is, I’ll just put more makeup on your chin to offset it. You’re going to want to take a whole bottle of this home with you. It’s got quite a lot of ingredients in it, so you’re getting a good deal. It’s got ginkgo extract in it. Do you know what that is?

Big Haired Woman: No.

Cheryl: It’s extract of the ginkgo, and it makes your skin real slick so that any liquid will roll right off you, be it water, or lemon juice, or urine. I’ll put it in a bag for you.

Holden: I’m staring to think… That you don’t get me.

Justine: Maybe I don’t get you.

Holden: You do! You do get me, YOU JUST DON’T WANNA GET ME BECAUSE I’M TOO INTENSIFIED FOR YOU.

Corny: You got any interest in reading the Bible?

Justine: I have my own, you know, beliefs.

Corny: Well, we don’t preach fire and brimstone. 10 Commandments, gotta live by those. Other than the usual ways, we’re not interested in scaring people. We’re about loving Jesus.

Justine: Mm-hmm. Yeah, I kind of like my nights to myself.

Corny: Well, maybe you’ll have night after night of eternal hellfire all to yourself. Just kidding you. Drive safe. Bye-bye.

King Julian: Shh! We’re hiding. Everyone be quiet. That includes me. Shh! Who’s making that noise? Oh, it’s me again.

Sparky: I am a choreographer. That’s what I do. You are cheerleaders. Cheerleaders are dancers who have gone retarded. What you do is a tiny, pathetic subset of dancing. I will attempt to turn your robotic routines into poetry, written with the human body. Follow me, or perish, sweater monkeys.

Robert Graysmith: Doesn’t it bother you that people call you Shorty?

Shorty: Doesn’t it bother you that people call you retard?

Robert Graysmith: Nobody calls me that.

Shorty: Right