Corn Stalk

Nikki:
I wonder what it's like to kiss a dead guy.

Clark:
Honey, dinners on me tonight.

Scarlett:
What do you mean?

Clark:
Well I didn't kill anyone, I didn't say I wouldn't eat anyone.

Bryce:
What did you donate a million dollars to pandas?

Clark:
What if I did? Okay check this out, how sick would this be, Panda bears, doing Calvin Klein underwear commercials.

Bryce:
Why did God give you all that money?

Scarlett:
Well, I'm waiting.

Clark:
Aww forget it, I'd marry you but I don't feel like being buried alive again.

Scarlett:
I'm not Nikki.

Clark:
No, but you married a loser like Norm.

Scarlett:
Hmm, note to self, when buried alive, there is a risk of brain cell degeneration.

Clark:
You still love me?

Scarlett:
I love you.

Clark:
Aww I love you too.

Scarlett:
He was pretty good in bed.

Nikki:
I knew you were sleeping with him, what a jerk.

Scarlett:
Would you like to try my special blend?

Clark:
Oh ya. Mmm, it's tangy.

Scarlett:
It's an oasis tropical melange.

Bryce:
I wish I had won that money, instead I have to deal with your f***en bullshit, of you winning money and... ehhhh I can't deal with this problem and waaaa I can't deal with this problem.

Bryce:
Yay, there is nothing like carrying literally 150 pounds of dead weight up the stairs.

Nikki:
Nice of you to finally show up.

Bryce:
Hey, you know my tradition, Big Mac after sex.

Nikki:
You're a moron.

Scarlett:
Okay guys, start dragging the body up the stairs.

Norm:
You bring me something to drink?

Nikki:
You deserve nothing. If it wasn't for your incompetence, we wouldn't be out here tonight.

Norm:
Come on Nikki, I been digging here for four hours. Give me a shwig. Give me a shwig you goddam tramp.

Nikki:
Watch your mouth you rodent.

Nikki:
Man, your foot stinks.