Cursed

Joanie:
I guess there's no such thing as safe sex with a werewolf.

Jimmy Myers:
About 5 foot 10...

Ellie:
Bony ass, fat thighs, and ugly skin.

Jake:
Yeah run you little sh*t

Jake:
You better run, you little sh*t.

Zela:
I have the gift. I blame my mother.

Zela:
I see blood.

Jimmy:
Can you be still for a second?

Becky:
You try flipping your car down a mountain and then staying F***ING STILL!

Kyle:
Hey, '70s retro week is booking up. Do we want Keith Partridge or Marcia Brady?

Ellie:
Marcia, Marcia, Marcia!

Bo:
You trying out for the wrestling team Jimmy?

Jimmy:
Oh no, I don't, I don't wrestle.

Bo:
I'd think all that male to male contact would be right up your alley!

Jimmy:
Is that the appeal for you? Haven't you been team captain for two years now?

Kyle:
Okay, all psychics back in their seats please.

Zela:
The beast is human, too. Don't forget that. And it's closer to you than you think.

Kyle:
Maybe you can just follow me... Shouldn't you psychically know when you're annoying someone?

[Bo comes out to Jimmy and tries to kiss him thinking he's gay too]

Jimmy:
No, I'm not gay, I'm cursed!

Bo:
I know it must feel like that sometimes...

Jimmy:
No, I'm cursed by the Mark of the Beast!

Jimmy:
It's part of the curse, I'm appealing, I have this unnatural sexual allure.

Bo:
Yeah, yeah, you do, I know.

Bo:
What the f*** was that?

Jimmy:
My dog.

Bo:
What kinda dog do you have?

Ellie:
She may have changed back into her human form. Her name's Joanie, she's this hyper, skinny publicist.

Police Officer:
Any other descriptions?

Jimmy:
Yeah, she's.. what 5'7?

Ellie:
She's got a bony ass...and fat thighs...and bad skin...

Joanie:
Liar!!! [flips her off]

Ellie:
So it's over right? Joanie's dead, so we're okay now.

Jimmy:
That's subjective, we still have to back to our pathetic pre-cursed lives.

Ellie:
I'm personally okay with that.

Jimmy:
You're not in high school.

Jake:
Take it easy with the silver, Ellie!

Ellie:
You're a monster.

Jake:
Join the club.

Ellie:
Why can't you just download porn like most other teenage boys?

Jimmy:
You know the best thing about being a fairy? You get to fly.

Joanie:
Putting on weight, Kyle?

Joanie:
All I got was a couple dates, some hot sex and an "I'm not ready for a relationship, it's not you it's me".

Joanie:
Why do men always go for the tortured ones? Poor, damaged Ellie.

Joanie:
Fair fight? This is Hollywood!

Joanie:
Jake, honey, muffin. I'm not going to kill her, I promise. I'm just gonna rip her to shreds and let her choke on her own blood... and then maybe I'll eat her.

Joanie:
Fair fight? This is Hollywood! And you! You get one taste of blood and you freak out.