Total Drama Presents: The Ridonculous Race

Kelly:
[tired out] There. All done.

Taylor:
Took long enough. [looks down and notices some bird poop on her boot; disgusted] EW! There's bird poop on my boot! Ugh. [rubs the bird poop on her mother's shoulder sleeve] There. Totes better.

Kelly:
[gasps in shock; enraged] Do not treat me like a doormat!

Taylor:
You were all sweaty and gross, anyway. Why should we both suffer? [Kelly pushes a lever, sending her up high as she screams] Don't just stand there like an old mannequin, help me!

Kelly:
No. I'm giving you a time-out.

Taylor:
You can't do that, I'm your daughter.

Kelly:
Well, that's how it works. I won't help until you apologize.

Taylor:
You're in for a long wait.