Skinny Carter: yo lemme do it this time.
[talking about stealing a car]
Mac Carter: Skin, you the look out.
Skinny Carter: But why can't I do it this time?
Tyler Gage: Can you do it?
Skinny Carter: Yeah.
Tyler Gage: Let him do it then.
Mac Carter: You know what? Here you go tough guy.
[hands him a crow bar to break into the car with]
Mac Carter: See that one right there. Go get it.
Tyler Gage: That car's got an alarm on it.
Mac Carter: I know.
Tyler Gage: [the car alarm goes off and the boys run away] Dude, I told you that alarm was gonna go off.
Skinny Carter: Wait a minute. Ya'll set me up?
Tyler Gage: You shoulda saw your face.

Director Gordon: See, that's my concern... he's not taking this seriously.
Tyler Gage: Well, I'm sorry... it's just that you guys talk about dancing like it's rocket science or something.

Skinny Carter: [coming back from playing a basketball game] Man, I was droppin' dimes today!
Mac Carter: Man, you tripped over your own shoes!
Tyler Gage: Twice actually, but you rolled outta the second one pretty nice, you played it off pretty cool.

Camille: Are you going to jail?
Tyler Gage: No, I'm not going to jail, but they will have to take me to jail if you don't start knocking. Get outta here.

Miles Darby: I left my G-4 at home.
Tyler Gage: [coughing] It's in his bag.

Courtney: Darcy thinks she should get captain 'cause her dad pays for everything.
Whitney: He should use some of that money to buy her a clue.

Kasey: Courtney'll get captain. The guys like touching her butt.
Darcy: Yeah, she's got a lot to hang on to. What's the plural for 'butt'? On one person, I mean.
Carver: She puts the "ass" in "massive."
Darcy: You put the "lewd" in "deluded."

Whitney: She puts the "itch" in "bitch."
Courtney: She puts the "whore" in "horrify."

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.

Sparky

Missy: Hey, perv.
Cliff: Gahhh!
Missy: Hand over your 15 bucks or get out of here.
Cliff: What are you doing?
Missy: Making money from guys ogling my goodies.
Cliff: Aww, I didn't need to hear that. That was an over-share.

Y'all just mad. Because today, you suckers got served. Served. Served. Served! Served!

David

Elgin: Well, tell her she better stay away from David!
Liyah: I'm gonna see him!
Elgin: Do it and see what I do to him.
Liyah: Wait. You know what? You win, okay? So I won't see him. You happy?
Elgin: For sure.
Liyah: I hate you!

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