S. Darko

[first lines]

Corey:
Only two more good mornings.

Sam:
Only one more day.

Corey:
We're so perfect.

Sam:
Immaculate.

Corey:
[about Sam] See, she's an ice queen. You need a flamethrower to get inside that.

Sam:
Four days, 17 hours, 26 minutes, 31 seconds. That is when the world will end.

Agatha:
[about Iraq Jack] He should've died up on that windmill.

Corey:
I was thinking we chop off his balls and stone him.

Sam:
Light him on fire if gas was wasn't so expensive.

Pastor John:
I used to be like you.

Corey:
What, you had a training bra?

Pastor John:
Not exactly. But when I was your age, I experienced things that made me feel like God didn't exist. Maybe you've experienced something like that too.

Sam:
You don't know anything about me.

Pastor John:
I can see that you're in pain.

Sam:
I'm alive.

Pastor John:
Is that how you see life?

Sam:
Till farts taste like cherries, yeah.

Corey:
What do you think God's farts taste like?

Sam:
Marshmallow Peeps.

Corey:
Why can't I touch you?

Billy:
'Cause we'll explode.

Jeremy:
This - This is - This is impossible!

Sam:
What? The fireworks?

Jeremy:
No. The tesseracts!

Pastor John:
You girls new in town?

Sam:
Just passing through.

Pastor John:
Well, you gonna be around a little while, you might as well stop and get some pizza at my Bible study. Lot of fun.

Corey:
Oh, I'm satanic. [gesturing to Sam] She's half-Jehovah, quarter Jew and a tiny bit retarded.

Pastor John:
Well, we're nondenominational. We accept all types, even those with horns.

[last lines]

Randy:
Where you gonna go?

Sam:
Virginia.

Randy:
What's it like?

Sam:
Sucks.

[At Randy's party, Jeremy loses his glasses]

Sam:
[leans over and hands them to him]

Jeremy:
Right under my nose. [holding out her $20] I wanted to buy your lunch.

Sam:
That's sweet.

Jeremy:
I don't usually come to these kind of things.

Sam:
So, uh, why'd you come to this one?

Trudy:
Canejo Springs used to be a decent place... then came the drugs and... anus sex.

Trudy:
I have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ.

Sam:
Really? What's he like?

Trudy:
He's big and strong... tan... lots of muscles... he's got lightning bolts shooting out of his eyes.

Pastor John:
Well, if you want to be born again, you have to forget the past.

Sam:
Good thing sinners can repent, right?