Katie: So, uh, what do we do now?
Courtney: We have to figure out who we should vote off.
Duncan: Well, I think it should be princess or the brick house here.
[referring to Courtney and DJ]
Courtney: What? Why?
Duncan: Because, unless I'm mistaken, you two are the only ones here wearing chicken hats, and if we ever have to lift a truck, I like our odds with the big guy.
Courtney: You guys need me! I'm the only one...
Bridgette: [annoyed] We know, who used to be a real C.I.T. so who would you pick?
Courtney: What about him?
[points at Tyler]
Lindsay: [shouts] No!
[pauses]
Lindsay: I mean, no... salt. There's no salt on the table. Bummer.
Duncan: Hey, at least he jumped off the cliff, chicken wing!
Courtney: Shut up!
Geoff: Okay, let's just chill out. This is getting way too heavy.
Duncan: Ah, I've had enough prison food for one day. I'm gonna go have a nap.
Courtney: You can't do that! We haven't decided who's going yet!
Ezekiel: Well, I don't get why we lost, eh. They're the ones that have six girls.
[Katie and Sadie gasp]
Bridgette: What's that supposed to mean?
Eva: Yeah, home school. Enlighten us!
Ezekiel: Well, guys are much stronger and better at sports than girls are.
Geoff: Oh, snap, he did not just say that!
Ezekiel: My dad told me to look out for the girls here, eh, and help 'em unless they can't keep up.
Eva: [grabs Ezekiel by the throat] Still think we need your help keeping up?
Ezekiel: Not really.
Geoff: Okay, guys, let's give him a break. I mean, at least he doesn't think that guys are smarter than girls.
Ezekiel: But... they are.