Halloween2007

Wesley Rhoades:
What a f***ing p*ssy, dude. I told you he wouldn't fight. He's all f*cking talk. I was like-- We were fighting, right? You were there. He was like, "I'm not gonna fight you." I was like-- Yes!

Wesley Rhoades' friend:
I know where he lives. You want to egg his house?

Wesley Rhoades:
We can totally do that.

Wesley Rhoades' friend:
Yeah.

Wesley Rhoades:
Oh. Hey, sh*t-pants. What's going on? You know, um... I heard your sister got caught selling blow jobs in the bathroom. I heard they had to pump the cum out of her stomach.

Wesley Rhoades' friend:
[Sucking sound]

Wesley Rhoades:
Hey, Mikey, how's your mom doing? You know, my old man said that for a buck she'd rub her tits on his face.

Young Michael Myers:
Shut up.

Wesley Rhoades' friend:
What the f*** did you say, f*ggot?

Wesley Rhoades:
Mikey's upset. Look how tough he is. Hey, ball-licker, check this out. I was thinking of making copies of Mommy for the whole school.

Young Michael Myers:
F*** you.

Wesley Rhoades:
Hey! Tough guy! Think she'd suck my dick for a quarter and let me suck her tits?

Young Michael Myers:
Shut up! Shut up!

Wesley Rhoades:
Don't f***ing yell in my face, you b*tch!

Wesley Rhoades' friend:
F*** off!

Principal Chambers:
What the hell is going on here? Break it up! I said break it up! You over there, you over there, you there.

Wesley Rhoades' friend:
He started it.

Principal Chambers:
Shut up!

Young Michael Myers:
F***... you...

Principal Chambers:
What did you say?

Young Michael Myers:
I said, f***... you!

Principal Chambers:
F*** ME? [grabs Michael by the back of the shirt and escorts him to the principal's office] Come here.

Young Michael Myers:
My bag!

Principal Chambers:
Grab it!