Shanna: Okay, mean girl in a high school movie. You through havin' a tantrum?
Jungle Julia: I'm not havin' a tantrum.
Shanna: Yes you are! You've been in the car all of two seconds and you're already cursin' at me.
Jungle Julia: I am not cursin' at you.
Shanna: You said: Jesus Christ,
Shanna. And then before the sentence was over you threw a fuckin' in there to emphasize your irritatedness.
Jungle Julia: What happened with you and Nate last night?
Arlene: Not much. I mean, we just fucking met each other. If you don't bust their balls a little bit they're never gonna respect you.
Jungle Julia: Okay, we're pretty clear on what it is you DIDN'T do, how about enlightening us on what you did do?
Arlene: Nothing to write home about. We just made out on the couch for about twenty minutes.
Shanna: Dressed, half dressed or naked?
Arlene: Dressed. I said we made out. We didn't do "the thing".
Jungle Julia: Excuse me for living, but what is "the thing"?
Arlene: You know, it's
everything but.
Shanna: They call it "the thing"?
Arlene: I call it the thing.
Shanna: Do guys like the thing?
Arlene: They like it better than no thing.
Nate: [surprising her on the porch in front of the bar] I was thinking we can make out?
Arlene: What, on a porch? Not even in the bar, but in front of the entrance? Forget it.
Nate: No, in my car!
[points to the parked cars in front of the bar]
Arlene: What, out there? It's fucking 'Nam out there.
[heavy rain in the background]
Nate: Not in my car, it's not.
[pause]
Nate: Look, you won't get wet.
[puts up an umbrella]
Nate: I promise you.
Arlene: [grins] You know, most guys wouldn't brag about that.
Arlene: Who do you want to hear?
Jungle Julia: Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick and Tich.
Arlene: Who?
Jungle Julia: Dave, Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick and Tich.
Arlene: Who the fuck are they?
Jungle Julia: For your information, Pete Townshend, at one point, almost quit The
Who. And if he had, he would have ended up in this group, thus making it Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick, Tich and Pete. And if you ask me, he should have.
[flips on the radio to hear "Hold Tight" by Dave, Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich]
Jungle Julia: That's my boy!
Stuntman Mike: [after getting shot by Zoe and speeding off. He drives to a remote road, and observes his wound in his arm in pain] AAAAHHHH!
Stuntman Mike: AHHH, GOD! No! No, no, no!
Stuntman Mike: [Tries touching the wound] AAHHHHHH! No, God!
Stuntman Mike: [Pulls a whiskey bottle out of his glove
compartment, and tries to open it with his teeth] Ah, come on! Come on!
Stuntman Mike: [Drinks the whiskey, then pours it on his arm] AAAAAAAAHHHHHH! God! AAHH! No, no! No, God!
[Calms down]
Stuntman Mike: Okay, get it together man...! Come on, what are you? What're you gonna do...? God...!
Lee: [Zoe asks Kim if she still has her gun] You carry a gun?
Kim: Hell yeah.
Lee: Well... do you have a license to carry that?
Kim: [Zoe laughs quietly] Uh, yeah... they gave it to me after I became a Secret Service Agent...
Lee: Oh, I didn't know that -
[Zoe laughs some more]
Lee: [Lee turns to Abernathy] Did you know that she carried a gun?
Abernathy: Yes. Now, do I approve? No. But, do I know? Yes.
Kim: Well, look, I don't know what futuristic utopia you live in, but where I live, a bitch need a gun! If I go down at midnight to do my laundry, I might get my ass raped!
Lee:
[the girls laugh] Don't do your laundry at midnight, then.
Kim: Fuck that! I'll do my fucking laundry whenever the fuck I wanna do my laundry!
Stuntman Mike: [about Jungle Julia] What did she ever do to you?
Pam: We went to school together from kindergarten through high school. That's what she did to me. She was her height right now at 12. She was a monster. Half the guys she still fucks she used to terrorize in the fifth grade.
Stuntman Mike: And she used to beat you up
and take your chocolate milk, huh?
Pam: That pituitary case? Might have kicked my ass a couple of times... sorry, I'm built like a girl, not a black man...