Broken Flowers2005

Girl on Bus:
I can't believe my Mom won't let me wear a bikini.

Girl on Bus:
I can't believe your Mom let you come on this trip!

Girl on Bus:
Oh, she doesn't know. Well, I mean, she knows, but, she thinks that I'm with your family. He-he-he. No, she wouldn't have let me come and you would have been totally mad at me.

Girl on Bus:
What if she calls my Mom?

Girl on Bus:
She's not going to call her. She thinks she's here. See, its perfect!

Girl on Bus:
Wait-wait-wait. What?

Girl on Bus:
Don't even worry about it. Don't even worry about it.

Girl on Bus:
Wait, do I need to call my Mom? 'Cause my Mom will totally lie for you.

Girl on Bus:
No. I really want to go to the party tonight. I really want to meet some cute guys.

Girl on Bus:
That guy is SO cute that is sitting behind me. Can you see him.

Girl on Bus:
Oh my gosh! He's really cute.

Girl on Bus:
He looks like a supermodel

Girl on Bus:
Oh my God! No, he looks like the Calvin Klein model, that's like on the side of the bus.

Girl on Bus:
Oh my gosh, he looks so cool. Ally will take us to get something to eat before we go. I'm starving.

Girl on Bus:
Oh she better.

Girl on Bus:
I'm starving.

Girl on Bus:
That's why you need the mix-and-match when you we get fat you got a good dinner. We're such heffers.

Girl on Bus:
Are you serious? Its disgusting. We're so fat.

Girl on Bus:
Donut girl!