Fishman:
Sir, would it be ok if we called you Spider?
Max:
Why the h - - would you wanna call me that?
Gordy:
Because it's your nick name.
Max:
Well fine then. Call me Spider!
Fishman:
Spider. Spider. Spider!
Max:
WHAT?
Fishman:
How come your nick name's Spider?
Max:
Because I once killed a kid who called me Spider, one time too many!
Fishman:
Yeah, but how could he call you Spider one time too many if your nick name wasn't already Spider?
[making smoke signals]
Fishman:
Ok, it's two longs and one short. No, no, no, stop. Stop wait. Two shorts and one long.
Barnhill:
Oh great! What are we supposed to do, cross that letter out?
Max:
Watcha making?
Gordy:
It's a crystal-dialed receiver. You know what that is, right?
Max:
Yeah, of course I do. That is a beauty.
Gordy:
That's the toolbox.
[scouts singing]
Max:
Alright! Knock it off! What is that? We run and dance and sing and play?
Gordy:
My mom kinda wrote the words.
Max:
Well they suck! Okay?
[Boys are peeing off of a ledge]
Max:
Shake your lizards, let 'em drain. Move your hips and...
Everyone:
Spell your name!
Max:
Send it straight, send it hard. Now a sword fight, go...
Everyone:
On guard!
Max:
Eat your veggies, eat your starches. Lean back boys...
Everyone:
Golden arches!
Max:
Alright! Now flip them and zip them and let's get going!
[little kid rides up on a tricycle]
Kid:
Can I play too?
Scouts:
AAAAHHHH!
Barnhill:
Little kid, go home.
Gordy:
We're not playing, we're practicing.
Kid:
You guys are silly.
[looking at a Playboy]
Ralph:
Whoa! I bet you've never seen anything like this before, huh, Barnhill. You probably don't even know about the birds and the bees your butthead.
Kelsey:
Oh, and you do?
Ralph:
Yeah. That's right, I do.
Kelsey:
Oh yeah? Go ahead and explain it to us.
Ralph:
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Uh, I know it's about making babies. And I know it takes a man AND a woman to make it work right. And they both have to go into a room. And they both take their shirts off.
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Fishman:
No, no, no. The man doesn't have to take his shirt off. Just the woman!
Barnhill:
Hey! Check it out! Len Strader's in her underwear!
Dana:
Let me see!
Barnhill:
Sorry. She just ducked behind McClipman's house.
Dana:
Barnhill, you're such a liar.
Barnhill:
You're such a shrimp.
[Gordy's hanging from a ledge]
Max:
Hey kid, how's it hanging? Alright, Gordy, I'm coming down to get you.
Gordy:
No! You don't know what you're doing!
Max:
Of course I do! I'm the Lizard! Remember?
Gordy:
You mean the Spider?
Max:
Right.
Gordy:
My mom says the guy who's taking us has hiked all over the world.
Barnhill:
I'm sure he won't be half as good as the guy me and my dad had on our trip to the Serengeti.
Ralph:
Barnhill, if you're dad is so friggin' cool, then why isn't he our scout leader?
Barnhill:
Oh yeah. Spies have a lot of time for the scouts.
Ralph:
Nice dolls.
Barnhill:
Did you bring a pretty pink umbrella too, in case it starts to rain?
Kelsey:
No, I figured we could all just crouch under a pair of your underwear and wait it out.
Fishman:
Well guys, we gotta start a fire. Better start looking for pinecones.
Max:
Pinecones?
Fishman:
It says in the manual, whenever your camp is surrounded by green wood, always use pinecones to start your fire.
Max:
If the manual told you to stick your wiener in a light-socket, would you do it?
Ralph:
We finally get to go on an overnight, and we end up at Grand Central Station.
Gordy:
It's better than my backyard.
Ralph:
Not by much.
[On the phone]
Marty:
Grabelski! What the hell's going on? Some guy on TV said you killed somebody!
Max:
I know, but it's not true. I was set up. I gotta know if there's another package for Timberline Inc., to Reinhart Bragdon.
Marty:
What the hell's Reinhart Bragdon got to do with anything?
Max:
Because that's the guy I killed!
Marty:
Oh, so you did kill somebody.
Max:
No, I told you I was framed!
Mr. Erickson:
God bless those little scouts!
Agent Palmer:
What? What do you see?
Mr. Erickson:
Smoke signals! Right by the book.
Agent Palmer:
Oh, yeah!
Mr. Erickson:
Well, almost.
Agent Palmer:
What do they say?
Mr. Erickson:
Belp! Belp!
Max:
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Look, Kelsey, there's nothing wrong with being a little afraid.
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Fishman:
Spider, I'm scared, too.
Max:
Will you shut up, you gutless coward? I'm talkin' to her!
Max:
Now you are going to pretend to be me.
Jack Erickson:
Get yourself fucked boy.
Max:
Gimme that glue!
Jack Erickson:
You still have a chance to be a FINE YOUNG SCOUT!
Max:
WHERE IS THAT GLUE?
Jack Erickson:
Top pocket.
Max:
Put your palms up
[spits off the top of the glue and spreads glue on the wheel]
Max:
Now grab hold of the wheel.
Jack Erickson:
ARE YOU NUTS?
Max:
I said grab the wheel. Come on, I have a gun for Christ sake!
Jack Erickson:
You're going to pay for this mister
Max:
[spreads glue on top of the wheel] Now put your chin there
Jack Erickson:
You know this stuff is permanent.
Max:
Do it!
Jack Erickson:
Ohh sh... Hey! I can't drive like this!
Max:
Keep heading south and don't stop driving until you get to Mexico and I'm going to be right behind you the whole time
[removes the rear view mirror]
Max:
Don't try any funny and I'll blow your butt off, got it?
Jack Erickson:
Yeah I got it, keep driving, no funny stuff, blow butt off.
Max:
[hesitates then answers] Right!
Jack Erickson:
Let's get vertical.
[starts climbing]
Agent Palmer:
You expect me to climb up there with just my hands?
Jack Erickson:
That's right, dough boy, that's the way to do it.
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