We're the Millers2013

David:
Hey hey hey hey easy easy, whats going on here?

Street thug:
Mind your own f***ing business old man.

David:
Oh my god, you're a dude. I was like, what the hell, I mean your voice was much deeper that your bone structure.

Casey:
These a**holes are trying to steal my iPhone.

David:
Wait, you have an iPhone? Aren't you homeless?

Casey:
So? F*** you dude. [Note:Not clear who she says this to]

David:
Okay, this was fun, carry on.

Kenny:
Wait, no. These guys are picking on this girl, and it's not fair.

Street thug 2:
What the f*** are you gonna do about it white boy? You some type a hero? [Note:The street thug is caucasian]

David:
No, he's not a hero, he's just a dumb kid. I got an idea, leave the girl alone. You three just move along huh? What do you say? Move along?

Street thug:
What are you, some kind of cop?

Kenny:
No, he's not a cop. He's actually really cool. He's a drug dealer.

Street thug:
Really? [Holds up a switchblade]

David:
Goddamnit, Kenny.

Street thug:
Give me your bag pack.

David:
I don't wanna fight.

Street thug:
Oh, there's not gonna be a fight. See, you either give me your backpack, or I'm gonna stab you in the f***ing neck, and take it.

David:
Whew. So it's a real Sophie's Choice here huh? Alright, okay, back pack it is you want... [David swings it at a street thug, and runs into alleyway, with street thugs in pursuit of him]

Casey:
[Casey walking down the street in nonchalant tone] Hey sorry, I dropped my phone. Are we still out tonight or what? [David is caught by the thugs and his apartment is cleaned out of marijuana and cash.]

Kenny:
I can help. I'll call the cops. [To David slumped on apartment floor]

David:
No.