Tracy: The fur was thicker at Red Balls.
出自電影《愛不回家》 的經典對白。
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Melanie: I love you and your brother more than anything in the world. I would die for you, but I won't leave you alone right now.
Tracy: Hit me. I'm serious, I can't feel anything, hit me! Again, do it harder! I can't feel anything, this is so awesome!
Evie: The itsy-bitsy spider dropped acid at the park...
Tracy: Want me to model my new thong? It's perfect for pooping on the go.
Melanie: If this gets you laid, you owe me double.
Melanie: Goddamn dollar-fifty-a-square-foot floor!
Melanie: I want you here with me. You're my heart. I'll make it right.
Rapper #1: I feel like humpin' somethin'! I feel like humpin' somethin'! I feel like humpin' somethin'!
Tracy: Geez, Mom, why don't you open a hotel? You could get paid for all this shit.
Tracy: The fur was thicker at Red Balls.
Luke: No. Bad. Danger, Will Robinson, danger.
Evie: The itsy-bitsy spider dropped acid at the park...
Tracy: Want me to model my new thong? It's perfect for pooping on the go.
Tracy: Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.
Melanie: I want you here with me. You're my heart. I'll make it right.
Melanie: If this gets you laid, you owe me double.
Melanie: Goddamn dollar-fifty-a-square-foot floor!
Rapper #1: I feel like humpin' somethin'! I feel like humpin' somethin'! I feel like humpin' somethin'!
Tracy: Geez, Mom, why don't you open a hotel? You could get paid for all this shit.
Tracy: The fur was thicker at Red Balls.
Luke: No. Bad. Danger, Will Robinson, danger.
Melanie: I love you and your brother more than anything in the world. I would die for you, but I won't leave you alone right now.
Tracy: Hit me. I'm serious, I can't feel anything, hit me! Again, do it harder! I can't feel anything, this is so awesome!
Melanie: How do you explain $860 in your purse? Tracy: What do you expect me to say, Mom? We jacked it, okay? It's not like your broke ass ever has any money to give me. Mom, when Brady went to the halfway house, what happened to our phone, our cable? You didn't even know how to pay the bills. It's no wonder Dad didn't want to be with you! You didn't even finish high school! Melanie: We don't have extra stuff, but we're doing okay. You know we're doing okay. You don't have to steal. Tracy: Mom, you knew what was going on! You're not that dumb, are you? Melanie: I didn't know it went that far!
Melanie: Don't ever start smoking. Evie: Is everything okay, Mel? Melanie: Yeah. Melanie: No. Evie, I'm sorry, but I think it's time for you to go home. Evie: I can't go home. Brooke had a convention in Bakersfield. She said she sent you an e-mail. Melanie: I guess I didn't check my E-mail. Evie: I'm sorry, Mel. I hope it's okay that I'm here. Melanie: Well, I guess it's gonna have to be, isn't it? Evie: Her boyfriend hits me, Mel. Evie: He grabbed my throat and he threw me against his van. Melanie: Oh, Jesus. Melanie: Where's your mother, baby? Evie: She - she passed away. Melanie: I didn't have a mother when I was your age either. I know how hard it is. I do.
Brooke: We'll be moving up to Ojai so you won't be seeing Evie again. Ever. You're really cruel, Tracy. I mean, I'm sure you can be a sweet kid when you want to, but right now, you're a really bad influence. I mean, you cheat, you lie, you steal... Tracy: Oh, my God! Are you kidding me? Where do you think I learned all this shit from? Melanie: Tracy was playing Barbies before she met Evie. Brooke: Did she teach you how to beat the crap out of her as well? I've seen the bruises. Tracy: What the hell did you tell her, Evie? Brooke: Come here. What about this? Tracy: What the fuck? We were just goofing. Melanie: Tracy didn't hit her. Evie: Yes, she did. Tracy: I don't believe this! She hit me too! Brooke: And look at this, Mel. Tracy: Don't you dare! No! Please! Melanie: Get your hands off her. Brooke: She cuts. Tracy: It's none of your business, you fucking Frankenstein! Brooke: Oh, no, this child is my business, you little cunt. Melanie: That's enough. You need to get out. Brooke: Honey, come on. Melanie: Get out! Evie: Who would want to be in this shit hole anyway? It fucking stinks in here, Mel!
Tracy: We are so perfect for each other. You know, if everybody married someone from a different race, then in one generation, there would be no prejudice. Evie: So you had a good time? Tracy: Yeah, but it tasted kinda nasty. Evie: What? We didn't go over that one!
Tracy: Should we talk about how you get stoned every night with Rafa? Mason: She knows I smoke pot, Tracy. Look at your pupils. You're so fucking busted.
Evie: How 'bout we make a Luke sandwich? Luke: Um, how about you're jailbait?
Tracy: Hampton is my baby! He's my baby. Evie: Hey, Mason. Move your G-string down South. Tracy: Dude, no! That is so gross. That's my brother. Oh, my God! Evie: Maybe I'll marry into the family.
Tracy: So you're a model? Evie: She's a model-slash-actress. Brooke: Mmm, slash-bartender who's about to be late for work.
Mason: Go ahead. Hit me, Tracy. You'll go to jail, you fucking slut! Tracy: Mom, Mason just called me a slut!
Evie: I hear this little wah-wah-wah inside of my head... Tracy: That's your brain cells popping!
Tracy: Mom, Mom! Can you guys say "hot"? Tracy: That was Mason's favorite shirt.
Tracy: Hey, Mason. Just out of curiosity, who do you think is the hottest girl in school? Mason: I guess, um, Evie Zamora. Tracy: Guess who I hung out with today. Mason: Bull. Melrose Avenue. Tracy: Melrose Avenue. Tracy: What? God, it's that hard to believe?
Evie: Hey, did you have a good time? Tracy: Yeah, Tracy: but I thought it tasted kinda nasty. Evie: What? We didn't go over that one!
