Dead Mary

Kim:
Nobody is cutting anyone's hands off!

Kim:
Screw you, I lie.

Kim:
You better run, b*tch!

Matt:
Do you think it was only your face I saw everytime I f***ed you?

Eve:
Kim... I f***ed Matt.

Kim:
Eve... we broke up.

[gunshot]

Matt:
It just kind of... slipped out.

Dash:
How does something like that just "slip out"?!

Baker:
You just drove a f***ing shovel through your boyfriends head, Kim! Who knows? Maybe Zombie Matt will piece himself back together, and come back up to the house. What would you do then, huh Kim?

Kim:
[weakly] F*** you...

Baker:
Maybe he'll crawl into your bed. And for old time's sake, maybe you'll let him.

Kim:
You're disgusting...

Lily:
Then again, maybe if it's before my time...

Kim:
Oh knock it off! You aren't that much younger than us!

Lily:
It's just going to be a bunch of funny stories about people I never met before, and will never meet, right?

Baker:
Probably... maybe... definitely.

Matt:
How have you and Amber kept Dash in the dark for so long?!

Matt:
Where's Kim?!

Eve:
She went to bed.

Baker:
Couldn't you have waited?

Matt:
For what?

Baker:
'Till f***ing Monday?

Dash:
Wanna smoke some weed?

Dash:
Hey Baker! [punches him in the face] What did that thing say about you and Amber?!!

Baker:
What do you want?

Dash:
What do I want? I want you to stop stabbing me in the face with goddamn garden tools.