How to Eat Fried Worms

Billy:
No mothers.

Billy:
He's not just singing, he's deliberately not stopping.

Billy:
You're gonna see stuff today, Woody... and it's just normal stuff that big kids do, and big kids never tell their parents. Do ya understand?

Principal "Boiler Head" Burdock:
You boys up to something? Ya look a little mischievous.

Twitch:
You guys, you just can't steal everything.

Donny:
His mind told his vomit to stay inside his stomach.

Joe:
Impossible.

Plug:
Yeah, puke has a mind of it's own.

Joe:
What happened to the blowtorch, Plug?

Plug:
My dad just laughed at me.

Bradley:
She's not very friendly looking.

Plug:
I wonder what her other head looks like?

Dad:
The only way to win is by playing fair.

Woody:
Yeah; he got sick from chicken pox, too much Halloween, and putting toothpaste on a lightbulb. And he got sick at the zoo... from watching a pig lick itself.

Adam:
Oh, hi Uncle Ed.

Uncle Ed:
What's this?

Adam:
I was just givin' you a hand in here.

Uncle Ed:
Last time you tried to give me a hand, you almost chopped your thumb off!

Joe:
She hit me in the head, with her head.

Erika:
[singing] I wish I had a horse that I could ride, ride, ride. [throws a rock in the pond]

Woody:
[singing] I wish my older brother was dead, dead, dead. [throws a rock in the pond]

Woody:
Billy, I have to poop.

Woody:
Your hurting my bike!

Billy:
I'm not hurting your bike. I can't hurt a person's bike!

Woody:
Well your shaking it and it's hitting my dilly dink!

Billy:
Don't say stuff like that!

Woody:
My dilly dink is my penis!

Billy:
Get away Erika, you big giant. [all the other guys make noises in the background, while Erika storms away, clearly upset]

Joe:
[after getting advice from Woody on what makes Billy sick] Thanks, you little midget.

Billy:
[later after Billy called Erika a giant] Besides, we're friends.

Erika:
[next scene; from her window] Rat.

Twitch:
No more cooking, in my house! The door is locked! And, and, and I quit your team, Joe!

[holds up egg beater angrily]

Plug:
[on needing a place to cook] Adam's uncle owns the Brown Toad!

Adam:
My uncle hates me!

Dad:
Want some cake? It's very, um, stale...

Techno Mouth:
[describing the witch to Billy] She's this old lady that sells worms to people.

Adam:
Yeah, I heard that the worms are as big as people's arms.

Techno Mouth:
Don't tell him that!

Adam:
I meant as long as a cat's arm.

Mom:
Come on! You gotta put on a clean shirt.

Billy:
WHAT!