Chris Chambers: How do you know a frenchman’s been in your yard?
Teddy DuChamp: Hey, I’m french, ok?
Chris: Your garbage cans are empty and your dog’s pregnant.
Teddy: Hey! Didn’t I just say I was French?
Chris: That’s not the secret knock.
Verne: C’mon you guys! I forget the secret knock!
Verne: Hurry up you guys!
Teddy: Yeah, by the time we get there, the kid won’t even be dead anymore!
Teddy: Oh, Gordy LaChance did it! Gordy LaChance just bit the bag and stepped out the door!
Verne: Hey Gordy, why didn’t you get some good breakfast stuff? Like pezz?
Gordy: Sorry Verne. I guess a more experienced shopper could have gotten more for your seven cents.
Verne: Man. That’s weird. What the hell IS Goofy?
Teddy: I’m sorry for ruining everyone’s good time.
Gordy: Maybe it shouldn’t be a good time.
Chris: Are you saying you want to go back?
Gordy: No. But going to see a dead kid…Maybe it shouldn’t be a party.
Gordy: As he dove into his second pie, Lard Ass started imagining he wasn’t eating pies. He imagined he was eating cow flops, and rat guts in blueberry sauce.
Vern Tessio: If I could only have one food for the rest of my life? That’s easy. Cherry Pez. Cherry flavor Pez. There’s no doubt about it.
Teddy: There’s nothing like a good smoke after dinner.
Gordie: Suck my fat one, you cheap dimestore hood.
Vern: What do we need a pistol for anyways?
Chris: It’s spooky sleeping out at night in the woods. We might see a bear, or a garbage can.
The Writer: I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was twelve. Jesus, does anyone?
I don’t shut up, I grow up, and when I look at you, I throw up. Blaah!