Into the Blue

Jared:
We do this... and it's over.

Bryce:
Sam, Amanda. Stop, alright. We are all in this together, now right?

Sam:
Not me. Not anymore.

Amanda:
Bye.

Jared:
[Sam starts leaving, Jared goes after her] Sam, Sam, Sam...

Sam:
See you on the 10:00 News.

Jared:
What?

Sam:
You heard me.

Jared:
Come on, Sam. Come on, what are you doing?

Sam:
What is wrong with you? A week ago, you had too much integrity to work for scubabob and now you are working for freaking drug dealers?

Jared:
Baby...

Sam:
I believe in you more than in the prospect of any treasure.

Jared:
If we do this, just this one time... and it's over. That's it.

Sam:
It's already over.

Jared:
No. Come on, what are you taking about? Sam, come on! Sam, come on!

Sam:
[to Jared] Last time you made chili and cornbread, you ex-girlfriend was on the island. And then the time before that, you brought home a pregnant, flea-infested, three-legged dog.

Jared:
So how long you know this one for?

Bryce:
I don't know, about 14 hours now. Picked her up last night at The Mercer Club.

Amanda:
Nuh-uh. I picked you up last night. Don't start lying already.

Bryce:
Get out of the water. There are sharks everywhere, look.

Jared:
Give me my mask and my fins real quick.

Bryce:
You - No, you don't need a mask. There's a shark. I swear to God. He's big, he looks like Jaws. Get out.

Jared:
Yeah, I know. But I lost my watch.

Bryce:
You lost - ? You need an arm to wear a watch. Would you get out of the water, stupid? Please?

Jared:
Sam gave me this watch for my birthday.

Bryce:
I don't care! Sam, get...

Bryce:
What are you doing?

Sam:
He's fine. They're just curious.

Bryce:
Oh, curious as to what? As to what? What his ass tastes like?

Jared:
Remember I told you. If anything happened to Sam, I was going to kill you?

Bryce:
Oh, don't do that.

Bryce:
Don't hit me with the f***ing chair.

Sam:
We found bodies. Don't you think we should tell someone?

Bryce:
They're drug dealers, Sam. They're not missionaries flying care packages to starving kids in Africa, okay? Don't worry, their girlfriends will have new pimps before the milk in the refrigerator goes bad. It's fine.

Bryce Dunn:
Winners make the rules and losers live by them.