Rammbock

Gabi:
What are you doing here?

Michael:
I wanted to give your keys back.

Gabi:
My keys?

Michael:
You said you wanted them back.

Gabi:
Yeah, but in the mail.

Michael:
What's with the forks?

Harper:
Ammunition

Michael:
These belong to Gabi

Harper:
So get her new ones

Michael:
And what she comes back and sees what you did? Then what?

Harper:
I mean seriously, do you really think that when she comes home all that she will care about are the lousy forks?

Michael:
Yeah I believe it. I have to believe it, man, I mean its all I've got!

Harper:
Your breath smells

Michael:
I guess I'm hungry