Mean Creek

Marty:
I'm a man who likes to follow through with his plans.

Clyde:
If anything, it's a beautiful day.

Millie:
It smells like cherry blossoms.

Millie:
How do you know what cherry blossoms smell like?

George:
I know what they smell like!

Rocky:
Does anybody really know what a cherry blossom is?

George:
Duh, it's a blossom on a cherry.

Rocky:
I don't know. I thought it was a blossom all on it's own. What do you think, Marty?

Marty:
I think I'm bored as f***.

Marty:
Ah... nothing beats a good piss in the river. Except for a good ole romping session with a certain fat f***er.

Rocky:
Yeah, about that - I wanna call it off.

Marty:
I'm not laughing.

Rocky:
Dead serious.

Marty:
You mean to tell me that you get me all juiced up over this, I steal my mother's car and come down here on a Saturday, when I could be at home, watching television? I'm out here on this river with a bunch of munchkins who are sober as hell and bringing me down... and now you tell me that we don't even get to do what we came here for?

Jasper:
What are the paddles for?

Marty:
We're going cow-spanking.

Kile:
What the f*** is cow-spanking?

Marty:
Well, it's like cow-tipping, except we spank.

Marty:
I say we smoke that ham!

Rocky:
What are you going to do?

Marty:
I'm gonna drive to Mexico. What do you think?

Rocky:
I don't know what to think.

Marty:
Well if you don't know what to think, then you probably shouldn't be making decisions.

Sam:
I dare you to drop your pants, and your underwear, and show all of us that famous dick of yours for ten seconds.

Marty:
Okay. Alright, I will show you... because I am proud of my boys. But after this, no one is allowed to wimp out on any of their dares. Now, Millie, cover your eyes. Marty doesn't want to go to jail.

Rocky:
Everyone else wants to call it off.

Marty:
Everyone else is a vagina!

Marty:
That's what you get when you f*** with Martini Blank!

Clyde:
I don't smoke pot.

Marty:
That's right - I forgot you were a fag.

Marty:
I'm sorry, Clyde. You're not a fag. I mean, I like your dads. I never met homosexuals before, but they seem pretty cool.

Marty:
You guys wanna hear a gross story? This one time, Rocky and I were camping, and we got poison oak on our hands. We were really wasted, and we got poison oak on our hands. So, eventually, we gotta take a piss. Now, I don't know if you're "hip," Millie, but when a guy pisses, he has to hold his pisser with his hands. So the next morning, we woke up and both had really red rashy balls. The end.

Marty:
You always gotta go with the best idea you've got. Otherwise, you're just left lying around - not knowing what to do.

George:
So, let's see the penis! Bring on the penis!