(As Dale and Brennan are whispering to each other in bed)

The only reason you're living here is because me and my dad decided that your mom was really hot, and maybe we should just both bang her, and we'll put up with the **** in the meantime.

Who's the ****?

You.

(Loudly)

Hey ya'll don't say that!

Shut up! You'll wake up my dad and get me grounded.

(Softly)

Just shut up.

You and your mom are hillbillies. This is a house of learn-ed doctors.

You're not a doctor... You're a big, fat, curly-headed ****.

(Turns towards Brennan)

Oh, yeah?

(Turns towards Dale)

Yeah.

I'm a curly-headed ****?

Yeah. You better not go to sleep. As soon as your eyes shut, I'm gonna punch you square in the face.

I hope you stay still when you sleep... because I'm putting a rat trap between your legs.

I'm gonna take a pillow case... and fill it... full of bars of soap, and beat the shit out of you. (Dale turns away from Brennan)

I want you out of my **** house.

No way, Kemosabe. This is my house now.