Carla: You're right, he definitely has a cute little butt Elliot: It's almost like it's been sculpted JD: Who cares? Everyone has a cute butt, I have a cute butt Carla: You should bring it in someday Janitor: Tick tock, Clarice JD: Mission Accomplished! JD: It's good to be the king JD: You Slut! Elliot: That was more subtle in my head Carla: It's hard being you isn't it? Cox: It is! Janitor: You're Stupid JD: That's it? Janitor: Give it time, it'll eat at ya JD: Am I stupid? Elliot: Yeah, a little bit Cox: Neato! Now, what do you want, a tip? Get out! Go, go, go! JD: You know, it's okay to be impressed by me, most girls are Cox: Wow, you look great Carla: You're not messing with me, right? Cox: No, but I'd like to Carla: Do you know what I mean? Cox: After 25 minutes the only way I could know what you mean more is if you wrote "my boyfriend doesn't open up to me" on a big wooden mallet and repeatedly smashed me over the head with it Carla: Why can't you just for once dig deep down in your heart, access some emotions and empathize with me? Cox: I'm sorry, what were we doing? Carla: See, that's why no one likes you Cox: Hey, you like me a little bit and so..do..you..sweetcakes