Cooties

Tamra:
Circle, circle, dot, dot. Now you have a cooties shot.

Lucy:
If I want to go in the f***ing air conditioning duct, I'll go. I'm just going to die anyway just like the rest of you a**holes, so maybe I'm going to try to do something brave as a final pointless gesture of kindness in this cruel shitty world that likes taking gestures of kindness and shitting and peeing on them. You know what else? Since you're all going to be dead soon anyway, I should tell you. I hate every single one of you.

Clint:
...you parked so close, I-I couldn't get out of my...

Wade:
My truck's got a dual reeow weeow.

Clint:
I'm sorry?

Wade:
Dual reeow weeow. Dual weeow, dual weeow, dual reeow weeow. Dual weeow, dual real wheel. Dual. Real. Reow reow. Got a dual reeow weeow. Dual weeow, dual weeow, dual weeow.

Clint:
I don't understand

Wade:
It's got two extra wheels on the back part of it.

Wade:
Nap time, motherf***ers.

Lucy:
Uh, Wade? Have you met Clint?

Wade:
I have not. [Shaking Clint's hand] Pleased to meet you with meat to please you.

Clint:
You know what? You carry on with your symphony of death. I'll sneak around the school where there aren't any kids.

Wade:
Oh, you'll sneak around, huh? Sneak around like a little Hobbit. No way! I'm taking the fight to them like a f***in' Orc!

Dink:
Hey, you bit my friend's face. What are you sick or something?

[pauses, but Shelly doesn't answer]

Dink:
Hey you b*tch!

[Shelly scratches his face]

Doug:
Oh look, carnage!

Doug:
Nugget out of here.