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Emily: This lesson, you will not learn in school.
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Dane: Ask yourself one question... what did I do to get here?
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Dane: We are the rejected, the humiliated, we are the outcasts.
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Jack: There are more like us out there.
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Andy: I think I know what hell is. Hell is waking up everyday believing that the suffering you're doing in life has meaning. That, somehow, if you endure it, you gain valuable lessons. The truth is, sometimes you just suffer. There is no meaning.
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Bridget: I know you. I know who you are. You're that girl from school. Emily, is it?
Emily: [Removes her mask] Now I'm Emily.
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Dane: Do you know why I'm going to hurt you?
[grips Brad's face]
Dane: "Because you can't stop me!" Remember that, Brad?
Bradley: Please don't cut off my fingers. Please don't cut off my fingers. Please don't cut off my fingers!
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Bridget: [while Emily spreads a substance on Heather's face] What are you doing to her?
Dane: It's a special compound we made up. At first, she won't feel anything but a cold sensation, then a slight tingle, then a mild burn. Soon enough, it will begin to eat away at her flesh, dissolving it ever so slowly, in the most painful way imaginable, and she will become outside what she is on the inside: disgusting.
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Andy: Do you think we'll go to hell?
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Order Taker: [First lines] What can I get for ya?
Bridget: Just a burger and a drink, please.
Order Taker: How do you want that burger done?
[looks at Bridget for the first time]
Bridget: [softly] It doesn't matter.
Order Taker: Okay; that'll be...
[clears throat]
Order Taker: four bucks.
[looks at Bridget, who then gives her money with a hand with severed fingers]
Order Taker: You want that for here?
Bridget: [softly] No.
Order Taker: [calm] Okay, we'll bring that right out to ya.
[Bridget slowly turns and walks away with hands in her sweatshirt pockets, the cook and order taker staring at her and goes to sit, country-like music playing. People stare at her]
Boy in restaurant: [staring from seat] Mommy, why does that girl's face look like that?
Mother in restaurant: [turns to boy] Eat your food, honey.
Boy in restaurant: Did she get into an accident?
[looks to his mother for confirmation]
Mother in restaurant: Yes. Eat your food.
[eyes are shown staring at Bridget and her face is shown for the first time. She flips over the table]
Bridget: [screams hysterical] Stop looking at me! Stop looking at me!
[voice breaks and everyone in the restaurant is looking and listening to her]
Bridget: I know what I look like.
[crying]
Bridget: You think I chose to look like this; you think I chose this?
[runs sobbing; movie title appears]
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Deputy Henessey: I'm gonna give you one chance. If I hear anything but the truth, you boys... You're gonna be in for a long night.
Car passengers: Yes, Officer, we've been smoking.
Deputy Henessey: That wasn't so bad now, was it? So I'll tell you what you're gonna do. You're gonna hand over all the weed, right now. Who's got the weed? Now!
Car passengers: Give it to him, dude! We got the weed, okay. There's all of it.
Deputy Henessey: Today's your lucky day... Why? Cause I'm feeling Christ-like... and I think that I am gonna forgive''all of your sins on this fine evening.
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Kelli: Oh, my God. Theres that emo bitch Emily. Lets fuck with her. Hey, sexy girl. So, going to the costume party next week?
Emily: No.
Bridget: Oh, come on. It'll be so much fun. Maybe you can even get your cherry popped.
Kelli: Yeah, some guys like freaks.
Heather: Yeah, Emily? Dont you want to have fun?
Emily: I wasn't invited.
Heather: What? You mean we were invited and you were not? I don't understand. I mean look at you. How could that be?
Emily: Why are you always so mean to me? I've never done anything to you.
Heather: We're not being mean. We're being honest.
Emily: You know I think you'd actually like me if you just gave me a chance.
Heather: [chuckles] I doubt it.
Kelli: [Emily is on the verge of tears] oh my god. You're not gonna cry, are you?
Heather: [sarcastically] Awww.
Kelli: [sarcastically] Aww.
[Emily walks off]
Kelli: oh my god
Heather: [sarcastically] Aww. Don't go be our friend.
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Dane: In a short time, the sun will come up and all this will all be over. You don't know it just yet, but you have all been a part of history. The events of tonight will live on forever. We gave meaning to all your lives tonight. No thank you necessary.
Riggs: This isn't over. You're all going to jail.
Dane: No. No, we're not. Do you remember when we were sophomores, Riggs? And you offered me a ride home because it started to rain.
Riggs: What does that matter?
Dane: Well, that's just it, Riggs. That one act of kindness is the reason why I considered letting you go, why I hadn't cut out your tongue.
Riggs: I don't care what you do to me! Fuck you, Dane! Fuck all you bastards!
Dane: You really do have a big mouth, huh, Riggs? I appreciate your courage in the face of danger. There is something to be said about defiance. There's a nobility to it. And there's a price to pay. You shouldn't have opened your big fat, mouth.
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Dane: [grabs Bradley's face while he's chained to the chair; Dane is filled with rage] Do you know my name? Huh?
Bradley: Huh?
Dane: Do you know my name? You don't even know my name, do you? My name is Dane. And you've tortured me since we were kids.
Bradley: Please. Please don't hurt me anymore. Don't hurt me anymore.
Dane: You're a real coward, huh? Huh? You know that? Huh? And do you know why I'm gonna hurt you? 'Cause you can't stop me.
Bradley: Don't, please.
Dane: [smacks Bradley's head] Any of that ring a bell, Brad?
Bradley: Please don't cut off my fingers. Don't you cut off my fingers.
[Dane pulls out his switchblade causing Bradley to freak out]
Bradley: please, please don't you cut.. don't you cut off my fingers.
[He starts crying]
Bradley: Don't you cut off my fingers!
[Dane prepares to cut off Bradley's fingers causing him to start crying]
Bradley: please don't cut them off. Don't cut them off. Don't cut them off. Don't cut them off.
Dane: Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh. Bradley, Bradley. Okay. Okay, I won't cut off your fingers.
[Dane starts flipping his knife around in his hand]
Dane: but here's the thing, I think that this world would be better off without you.
[presses the knife against Bradley's throat]
Dane: But since I promised I won't kill you, I'll just make sure you can't do harm ever again.
Bradley: I'm sorry.
Dane: [scoffs] What?
Bradley: I'm sorry.
Dane: [mockingly] You're sorry?
Bradley: I'm sorry.
Dane: You're sorry.
Bradley: [sobbing] I am sorry. I- I'm sorry. I am sorry. I'm sorry.
Dane: You're only sorry, Brad.
Bradley: I- I am sorry.
Dane: You're only sorry. You don't have a choice but to be sorry.
Bradley: No, no I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Dane: [put his knife against Bradley's ear and cheek] And that means, Brad, that you're not sorry.
[filled with rage]
Dane: I spent a great deal of time thinking about how I'd like to get even with you. And no matter what I came up with... I just didn't feel satisfied. The anger and the hatred that you poured into me for years made it impossible. But I came up with a way, Bradley. I came up with a way to take everything that you love away from you. You will never, ever enjoy sex again.
[puts the knife to his groin]
Dane: you will never, ever play football again. And you.. you will spend the rest of your little, pathetic life... Confined to a wheelchair!
[stabs Bradley in the back and severs his spine paralyzing him permanently]
Dane: Remember biology, Bradley? Remember we learned that if somebody severed the human spinal cord, they would become instantly paralyzed? No, no, you probably don't remember that lesson because you were too busy devising of ways to fuck...
[severs his spine some more]
Dane: with me and my friends. Well, guess what, Brad. Guess what. I did some devising of my own. Every time you hoist yourself into that wheelchair, I want you to think of me... smiling.
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Dane: [Andy is preparing to cut Riggs tongue off] Riggs, this is really gonna hurt you. Good news is this can only happen once in your lifetime.
[Kurtis comes in with a gun]
Kurtis: Let him go. Don't make me kill you, Dane.
Dane: I suggest you turn around and leave, Kurtis. We have no issue with you.
Kurtis: Yeah, well, I got an issue with you. I don't like being shot at.
Dane: You weren't invited to this party. You shouldn't have come.
Kurtis: Fate brought me here to stop you.
Dane: [to Andy] Cut off his tongue!
Kurtis: [points gun at Andy and Jack] Do it, and I'll kill both of you.
Dane: [laughs] Fine, kill us. We had no plans of living after today, anyway. You'll only do what we planned to do.
Kurtis: [shoots gun in air] I'm serious.
Dane: I don't know if you've noticed, but so are we.
Kurtis: Dane, You've been my friend a long time, but I can't let you do this.
Dane: You know, I wish there was more people like you. Then we wouldn't be here.
Kurtis: Come on, man. I know Riggs is a prick, but he don't deserve this
Dane: You're wrong. He does. Andy do it!
[Kurtis shoots and kills Andy causing Dane to shoot Kurtis in the shoulder, he stands over Kurtis ready to kill him]
Dane: you should've left when you had the chance.
[Emily shoots and kills Dane]
Emily: I've had enough.
Jack: Me too.
[Emily hands Jack a gun and they hug]
Emily: We're all responsible. Kelli. I think that you're wrong. I really do think you would've come to like me. I just wanted to be friends.
[Jack shoots and kills her]
Cop: [offscreen] Police! Freeze! Drop the weapon!
Jack: [puts the gun to his head] There are more like us out there.
Cop: I said drop it! Just drop the weapon. It's not worth it. We can work it out.
Jack: You're too late
[the screen cuts to black and he shoots himself]
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Jack: No, we've suffered enough.
The Final Quotes
Extended Reading