Wild Child

Poppy:
I didn't start it, it wasn't my fault, and if this were America, I would sue.

Kate:
Get up. Wait for Mrs. Kingsley and the prefects.

Poppy:
Screw them!

[Kiki and Kate raise Poppy from her seat and make her stand up]

Poppy:
That is physical abuse! I'm calling my lawyer!

Kate:
With what?

Poppy:
Welcome to Malibu, biatch!

Poppy:
What is this place? Hogwarts?

[Poppy and Harriet are fighting as Freddie comes by]

Freddie:
Shouldn't you guys be in bikinis for that?

Poppy:
When the headgirl has earned my respect, then I will shake her hand, biatch!

Harriet:
I'm sorry?

Poppy:
Apology accepted.

Mrs. Kingsley:
[Poppy knocks on the door] Who's there?

Poppy:
[Poppy bursts into the room, annoyed] Jesus Christ!

Mrs. Kingsley:
Oh, we were always led to believe you had a beard and sandals. Now we'll have to change the stained glass window in our chapel.

Poppy:
[Freddie refuses a stormily kiss] Oh, cards on the table! Are you gay?

Freddie:
No, just English.

Harriet:
[Poppy has just walked into head girl, Harriet] There is an heirarchy in this school, teacher, prefects, scholars, dogs, vermin, Americans; Kate see to that she falls in line!

[Poppy wakes up]

Poppy:
Sh*t!

[Repeated line]

Harriet:
Me thinks.

Charlotte:
[Both] We think so, too.

Jane:
[Both] We think so, too.

Kate:
[after looking at all of the bottles of water in Poppy's trunk] Erm... Why?

Poppy:
What? I might get thirsty!

Kate:
You know, in England, we have this amazing thing - it's called a tap.

Kate:
Sorry Mrs Kingsley we just got a little bit carried away

Mrs. Kingsley:
Well as I understand, Drippy was totally carried away by Mr Nellis and Miss Rees-Withers - after laying in a pool of her own vomit!

Drippy:
Actually, it was Kate's vomit, Mrs Kingsley - I was just lying in it

Poppy:
It's nice to see you when I'm not half-naked or delirious!

Freddie:
I wouldn't speak to soon... is it wrong of me to say that?

Harriet:
[just had her help pour coffee water onto Poppy] Oh, sorry, just can't trust the help these days! Do you have a pass to be out now?

Poppy:
Yeah, yeah I do, it's right here!

[flips Harriet off]

Mr. Christopher:
Oh my god, its Tom Cruise!

Drippy:
Can you say that any louder, I need your help!

Poppy:
I can't eat this.

Drippy:
Is it anorexia or bulimia? If it's bulimia, I would appreciate it if you wouldn't eat someone's birthday cake on their birthday. It's such a waste.

Mrs. Kingsley:
[shouting] Harriet, be quiet!

Freddie:
So you backed out of our deal...

Poppy:
What deal?

Freddie:
That you won't fry my head.

Poppy:
Yeah. [SNIFFLING] but you poached my heart.

Freddie:
There's something about you, Poppy Moore. Every moment I'm with you, I catch my breath.

Poppy:
[talking about all the stuff she has done - including taking revenge]... Look at me going on and on. You can tell me to shut up anytime.

Freddie:
Wow... Remind me never to get on your bad side, but thing is, I am pretty sure you don't have one.