Beaver's Son:
[lays down a box of supplies during a Science lab class]
Why's your cousin such a wet sandwich?
Kristofferson:
I beg your pardon?
Beaver's Son:
What's that mean?
Kristofferson:
That means that I don't understand what you just said. A wet sandwich?
Beaver's Son:
Yeah! A wet sandwich. He's too short, he dresses like a girl, he's
[makes a motion with his hands]
Beaver's Son:
different.
Kristofferson:
Are you a bully? You're starting to sound like a bully.
Beaver's Son:
Watch this.
[he takes a spoonful of yellow powder and drops it into the bubbling liquid over a Bunsen burner; it explodes and covers both of them in the yellow substance]
Kristofferson:
That's... you just destroyed the whole experiment. We'd better extinguish this magnesium.
[they raise their safety goggles]
Kristofferson:
Stand back.
[Kris sprays the fire with an extinguisher]
Agnes:
[watching from a few feet away]
Wow.
Kristofferson:
[whistles]
Whew!
Agnes:
[to Kris]
Hmm. I like your ears.
[gestures to her own]
Kristofferson:
M... Mine?
Agnes:
Mmhmm.
Kristofferson:
Thank you! I like your... spots.
Agnes:
Really? I used to cover them up, but, you know...
Ash:
Ugh.
[scoffs]
Agnes:
Hmm?
Ash:
You're supposed to be *my* lab partner.
Agnes:
I am!
Ash:
No you're not. You're disloyal.
