Cindy: Well, well. It looks like the little slut's at it again.
Wes: Cut it out, Cindy, we're only talking.
Cindy: I know it's not your fault, Wes.
Brenda: Fuck off, bitch.
Principal Underwood: Go fuck an iceberg.
Fargo: Well, well, well... what do we have here? The game's over, bitch. This time you're dead for sure. First, I'm gonna fuck you. Then, I'm gonna slice you into little pieces.
Brenda: Sounds nice and kinky to me. Too bad you're not double-jointed.
Fargo: Why?
Brenda: Because if it were, you'd be able to bend over and kiss your ass goodbye.
