Cry_Wolf

Owen Matthews:
This is high school. Nothing's for real.

Tom:
[after shaking Owen's hand] I just beat off.

Rich Walker:
Gotta love eBay.

Dodger:
Avoid suspicion, manipulate your friends, and eliminate your enemies.

Dodger:
Why don't we play the game with school? We're the wolves, they're the sheep.

Mercedes:
I don't think they'd all fit in the chapel.

Owen Matthews:
[to Randall] You don't really think the angry homophobe thing is fooling anyone, do you?

Randall:
Tom, who's your new boyfriend?

Tom:
You'll have to excuse Randall here. He doesn't know the difference between a roommate and a cellmate. Everybody, this is Owen. Owen this is everybody.

Randall:
That means, if I may, that if you upon some nasty pictures of the victim on the internet don't forward them to the whole school.

Rich Walker:
A resounding no to sensitivity and respect from Mr. Hodge.

Dodger:
You guys have no imagination. It's like your playing checkers... And I'm playing chess.

Randall:
Just because you're Tom's new bunk buddy doesn't mean you have to be his b*tch.

Mercedes:
Congratulations, baby. Tonight you could've gotten laid, but instead you got f***ed.

Lewis:
Mercy someone's there.

Regina:
I hate to be the b*tch but are we gonna play or what?

Tom:
Aw Regina, you love to be the b*tch.

Regina:
I can't get caught in the boys dorm again.

Tom:
Like the last time when we hooked up?

Regina:
You mean when you jerked off to my yearbook photo?

Regina:
I hate to be the b*tch here but are we going to play, or what?

Tom:
Aw, Regina, you love to be the b*tch!

Dodger:
Alright, alright, everybody put your money in.

Lewis:
What's the matter Graham? Mad because you blew the physics test?

Graham:
I don't know Lewis. Mad because Mercedes blew the lacrosse team?

Lewis:
Blow this!

Dodger:
You guys have no imagination. It's like your playing checkers, and I'm playing chess.

Tom:
Yo Obi-Wan, have you seen my shoulder pads?

Tom:
Yo O-Dog, what do you think a murder victim looks like?

Graham:
[mocking Owen in a british accent] You can't convince me if you can't convince yourself.

Dodger:
Even if any of that were true...

[pauses]

Dodger:
Who would believe you?

Tom:
He's just pissed cause he's fat.

Randall:
Can I borrow your car?

Tom:
Yea man, you know, just leave the keys on the tire and don't get any blood on the back seat.

Randall:
I wouldn't dream of it. I want this to be special, you know, like in the middle of the woods up against a tree.

Regina:
You're a pig.

Randall:
You're a dyke.

Regina:
Die a violent death.

Regina:
And they only just found that girls body today because it was dragged through the woods by a wolf.

Tom:
Yeah listen, the guy blew her head off. Then just let the wild life go to town.

Mercedes:
Why's it have to be a guy?

Tom:
Serial killers are always guy.

Regina:
Just the one's that get caught baby.

Mercedes:
Serial means more than one jackass.

Tom:
You're not taking your SAT book to my lake house this weekend are you?

Librarian:
[catches Owen and Dodger about to make out] Go check out German Philosophy. No one will bother you there.