Eugene Quotes in The Monster Squad (1987)

Eugene: Creature stole my twinkie!

Eugene: Is she a versgin?

Scary German Guy: Yes, she can do it!

Patrick: She can't read, she's five years old!

Scary German Guy: I'll help her!

Eugene: Mummy came in my house.

Sean: I think there are monsters, like real ones! I heard my dad talking on the phone to a guy down at the police station tonight. There was a guy down there screaming he was a werewolf, and they shot him! And the body disappeared from the coroner van, the coroner guy was dead!

Rudy: So what? He got shot and the werewolf took his body?

Sean: No you bean head! He WAS a werewolf! Maybe

Rudy: Yeah but if they shot him?

Sean: It must've been regular bullets, not silver ones. Look I know this sounds stupid, a mummy disappeared from the museum tonight.

Eugene: Mummy came in my house!

Sean: Guys, Dracula might be here too.

Patrick: Oh man, Fat Kid farted!

Horace: Did not!

Sean: God damn will you guys SHUT UP? Didn't you hear a word I said? These guys are dead, get a clue! Something's out there and it's killing people! And if it's monsters, nobody's going to do a thing about it except us!

Clear Rivers: Being alive after we were supposed to die caused an outward ripple. A RIFT IN DEATH'S DESIGN!

Eugene: So, if you hadn't gotten off the plane, we wouldn't be alive to begin with.

Clear Rivers: YES! That's why death is working backwards. It's tying up all the loose ends, and sealing the rift once and for all.

[in an elevator; on the phone]

Nora: Hello?

Burke: Nora!

Nora: Who is this?

Burke: Nora? Can you hear me?

Nora: O-Officer Burke? I can't hear you! What?

Eugene: What? What's he saying?

Burke: Nora, a man with hooks is gonna kill you.

Eugene: Honey, my ass is alive, has been all day!

Eugene: What? What? What is it, Nora?

Eugene: You hear me, Oprah?

Eugene: Agh! Let me out of here!

Eugene: [after hearing Clear's explanation of death coming for them and how to look for signs to cheat it] OK I've gotta call bullshit because that's all this is is a bunch of bullshit.

Clear Rivers: Call it what you want, but it'll keep your ass alive

Eugene: Darling, my ass is alive and has been all day!

[repeated line]

Eugene: Bullshit.

Alice the Teller: Mary, what do I do when I'm being robbed?

Eugene: You give us the money, that's what you do, beard face!

Osvaldo: Eugene!

Elvis Grimes: [with tears in his eyes] You'd better call your mother and tell her that you're doing just fine.

Eugene: I... don't think so...

Elvis Grimes: Yeah well, I didn't ASK.

Eugene: We have to get outta here!

Anna: Why?

Eugene: [knowingly] Because what you father is doing to you is wrong.

Eugene: Why is there a video camera in Anna's bedroom?

Ray: Ooh, Jell-O!

Derek: It's mine...

Ray: Yeah well, I'm gonna fuckin' take it anyway...

[reaches for the cup of Jell-O]

Eugene: [Eugene firmly grabs his hand and gives him a cold stare] FUCK OFF.

Eugene: [brainstorming for a new book] What about this: a tribe of asparagus children, but they're self-conscious about the way their pee smells.

Evan Baxter: Get on the Ark! Everyone on the Ark, now!

Marty: I think we should get on the Ark.

Eugene: I agree. I think we should get on the Ark, also.

Rita: I'm cold, I'm wet, I'm going home.

[the dam breaks and a wall of water comes at them]

Rita: Ladies first! Move!

Eugene: [to Evan] I love you!... I mean, I think we should hang out socially... I have a new ping pong table.

Eugene: I'm not sitting in the back.

Zia: Why not?

Eugene: 'Cause everybody knows guy in the back seat doesn't have a cock.

Zia: What?

Eugene: That's a fact. If the guy in the backseat had a cock, he wouldn't be back there in the first place.

[Mikal scroffs]

Zia: Well, I... I mean, I got a cock man. So, how can... I'm not... Mik, do you have a cock?

Mikal: Yeah, I have a cock.

Zia: Wut?

Mikal: Big fat one.

[cut to the shot in which Eugene is sitting in between Zia and Mikal in front]

Eugene: Let me put this way. Since you got here, how many times did you get laid, man?

Zia: Why?

Eugene: Just a question.

Zia: Actually laid?

Eugene: Yes.

Zia: None, I think.

Eugene: You think?

Zia: None! But what's that got to do with any of this?

Eugene: Plenty. 'Cause your sperm count is so high, you think you're having an out of body experience like nobody in the fucking universe, man.

Zia: Listen, you know what? Forget Desiree. I got another reason for you to go.

Eugene: Give it shot.

Zia: You got anything better to do?

Eugene: Cute? That's what they say about the puppy. The only thing worse is good friend, or nice person. In plain English it means I'll leech off you as long as I can, but don't even think about getting into my pants.

Zia: I'm not going out tonight. It just makes me depressed.

Eugene: So, what you gonna do? Kill yourself?

Mikal: Where are you going?

Eugene: East-ish.

Mikal: East-ish?

[Kid Kostya is going to hang himself]

Eugene: Step down from the table.

Kid Kostya: No. First tell me.

Eugene: Step down from the table and I'll tell you.

[Kostya removes the rope from his neck and steps down from the table]

Eugene: [Eugene slaps him hard, so he falls on the floor]

Eugene: I live with my patents and my kid brother Kostya.

Zia: You're fucking with me.

Eugene: I'm not fucking with you.

Zia: I've never heard of a whole family here before.

Eugene: Mom... offed because she was missing Russia a lot. And my father, he just didn't feel like going on without her. But, what really did it for him was my little brother turning out to be gay.

Zia: And your kid brother?

Eugene: Kostya?

Zia: Kost... ya.

Eugene: I guess, he had it in his genes, man.

Eugene: [about Desiree] Wherever she is, I bet she found someone by now. Probably some black guy who hanged himself by his dick.

Eugene: I have done some screwing in here I guess.

Eugene: Where would I be if I was a screwdriver?

Peg: [after they realize Ashley was ready to give birth] Where are you going?

Eugene: Bring the car upfront.

Peg: Don't just stand there go get the car!

April Burns: I'm the first pancake.

Evette: What do you mean?

Eugene: She's the one you're supposed to throw out.

Eugene: You made boxed stuffing?

April Burns: Yeah. What's wrong with boxed stuffing?

Evette: Nothing! I'm sure it's a fine brand.

April Burns: Well, the cranberries were easy. I just had to open the can.

Eugene: [needing support from his wife] Evette?

April Burns: [sensing Eugene's outrage] What? Oh, come on. Everyone likes it from the can.

Eugene: No one likes it from the can.

Evette: I'm 42.

Eugene: No, you 45.

Jamie: I'll tell you: never hang out with a virgin. You got a virgin in your crew, either get somebody in her pants or get the hell away from her.

Eugene: Aside from that, the simple answer is: run like a motherfucker and don't stop till the sun comes up.

Dr. Alex Tremor: Did you forget our appointment?

Eugene: I got a job now. I don't need a shrink anymore.

Marina Lemke: Eugene, honey, I don't think he likes being called that.

Eugene: I'm just a troubled kid, Doc.

Marina Lemke: That boy's tongue is long enough to cut his throat.

Eugene: I was just gonna say that.

Stanley: Jesus, how horny can you get?

Eugene: I don't know. What's the highest score?

Kate: What would you tell your father if he came home and I was dead on the kitchen floor?

Eugene: "Don't go in the kitchen, Pa"?

Eugene: Stanley, how do girls... do it?

Stanley: Eugene, I'm dealing with a major problem in my life right now. I don't have time to describe girls masturbating for you!

Eugene: Just draw me a picture, I brought a pencil. You want crayons? Maybe you should do it in color.

[Eugene is watching his neighbor undress through a mini telescope]

Stanley: What are you doing?

Eugene: Astronomy. I have to bring in a report tomorrow.

Stanley: Let me know when she gets to the Milky Way.

[while watching his neighbor undress, Eugene notices a boy from the building across holding binoculars]

Eugene: That dirty little pig! He's watching Nora getting undressed... I wonder if he'd let me come over.

Eugene: I think I'm in love with her.

Stanley: Well forget it, she's your cousin!

Eugene: What's wrong with being in love with your cousin?

Stanley: Because it's against the laws of nature! You can't marry your first cousin, you'll get babies with nine heads!

Eugene: Don't hate me for what I'm going to say.

Stanley: What is it?

Eugene: I think Aunt Blanche has a great ass.

Stanley: They're gonna lock you up in a sex asylum. If I was your sister I wouldn't sleep on the same block as you!

Kate: I need bread.

Eugene: What?

Kate: I don't have enough bread. Run over to Greenblatt's and get me a fresh rye bread.

Eugene: Again? I just came back from Grennblatt's.

Kate: So You'll go again.

Eugene: I'm always going to the store. When I grow up, that's all I'll be trained to do, go to the store.

Kate: You don't want to go?... Never mind, I'll go.

Eugene: Don't do that! Don't make me feel guilty. I'll go.

Kate: And get a quarter of a pound of butter.

Eugene: I bought a quarter pound of butter this morning. Why don't you buy a half pound at a time?

Kate: And suppose the house burned down this afternoon? Why do I need an extra quarter pound of butter?

Eugene: [to the audience] If my mom taught logic in high school, this would be some weird country.

[Eugene is explaining his intense desire to play for the Yankees]

Eugene: I'll never make it with the Yankees. All the great Yankees are Italian. My mother makes spaghetti with ketchup - what chance do I have?

Eugene: It was a tense moment for everybody. I love tense moments. Especially when I'm not the one they're all tense about.

Kate: Did you hear what I said?

Eugene: Yes, I heard!

[under his breath]

Eugene: If I cut my ears off I'd still be able to hear her through my nose.

Eugene: Liver and cabbage - the Jewish mediaeval torture! My friend Marty Gregori, an A student in Science, told me that cooked cabbage can be smelled farther than sound travelling for seven minutes.

Eugene: [the saga of the liver and cabbage continues] The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife... which is more than I can say for the liver.

Eugene: I wanted to cut my wrists but the liver had worn down the knives.

Eugene: What if they took a shower together - Aunt Blanche and Nora? If I could walk in and see that I'd thank God and become a rabbi.

Kate: How many times have I told you not to leave your things around the house?

Eugene: A hundred and nine.

Stanley: I got fired today!

Eugene: Fired? You mean for good?

Stanley: You don't get fired temporarily. It's a permanent lifetime firing.

[Eugene has just seen his first picture of a nude woman]

Eugene: I have seen the Golden Palace of the Himalayas. Puberty is over! Onward and upward!

Eugene: [after spitting out the liver] I think I have a bone in my throat.

Kate: There are no bones in liver!

[Eugene is spying on a neighbor woman undressing when his cousin Laurie knocks on the door]

Laurie: Eugene, your father wants you to go to the store to get ice cream.

Eugene: Tell him I'm busy... ice cream? Wait a minute, I'll be right there.

Eugene: She saw me on the crapper! Nora saw me on the crapper! I might as well be dead!

Jack: [after not getting the family's radio to work] Who's been touching the radio?

[shoots a glare at an innocent Eugene]

Jack: Eugene! It's about Poland, damn it! I don't want anyone touching this radio when I'm not home. Is that clear?

Eugene: Guess who's gonna get blamed for the war in Europe!

Eugene: You never told me? What was she like? Was she pretty? How old was she?

Stanley: Don't start in with me Eugene. Every time I get in trouble, I have to tell you what a naked girl looks like? Do me a favor; go in the bathroom, whack off and grow up by yourself!

Eugene: May I remind you that New York is full of great restaurants, very few of which serve peanut butter. For a buck and a half an hour, the dishes will disappear. And as for companionship, well I have a little black book with the names and phone numbers of 111 models Bachelorhood is the ideal state for a man. Marriage, little Miss Stacy, is an institution sponsored by women for women.

Chantal: No, no, Mr. Wright. Even thought I am half-French, when a perfect stranger tells you that his interest in you is purely physical... Mon dieu!

Eugene: Yeah, but you didn't let me finish. I'd like you to come over to my place tomorrow at 2 o'clock. Ten dollars an hour.

Chantal: [slaps him]

Eugene: Bachelorhood is the ideal state for man. Marriage, little Miss Stacy, is an institution sponsored by women for women.

Eugene: My guts have been troubling me of late.

Montholon: Perhaps Your Royal Highness would not suffer such pains if he did not sit around on his fat arse all day, stuffing his face like a pig.

Eugene: [through a mouthful of sweets] I wish to consult a doctor.

Montholon: Do you indeed?

Eugene: An Italian doctor. No, German! The best there is!

Montholon: You'll have your doctor when you've done your duty, not before.

[Eugene reaches for another sweet]

Montholon: [shouts] And stop stuffing your damn face!

[Eugene stands up abruptly, gasping, and keels over]

Agent: I'm with the FBI!

Eugene: What do you want?

Agent: I want you to let go of my neck!

Eugene: Now I get to use a phrase I always wanted to use in med school: take your clothes off and get under the sheets.

Eugene: Alone at last!

Claire: You must be somebody who's always on the lookout for a new way to fuck up.

Eugene: Why is it that you always find me so objectionable?

Claire: Other than the fact that you're a drug addict and the only patients you treat are criminals?

Eugene: You mean your associates? I'm not a drug addict. I take drugs to feel normal, to get level. I regulate my intake very precisely.

Claire: I'm sorry, that's right, you're a highly trained professional. You should know.

Eugene: No, you were actually right the first time- I'm just basically always looking for a new way to fuck up.

Eugene: I don't know what I'm doing here.

Claire: You're dancing.

Eugene: That's a matter of opinion.

Eugene: Thanks for getting shot.

Claire: Anytime.

[Eugene is being hidden from the mob by the FBI]

FBI guy: Don't worry, we'll protect you.

Eugene: Yeah, I saw your work at Ruby Ridge.

Raymond: Dr. Eugene Sands?

Eugene: How do you know my name?

Raymond: Took an interest.

Eugene: I'm sorry, you are?

Raymond: Oh, I'm sorry. Raymond Blossom.

Eugene: You gonna hurt me?

Raymond: You asking because you're afraid or because you want me to?

Eugene: Just trying to plan my day.

Raymond: Oh, man, if I'm interfering with your plans, please forgive me. It's just I was so knocked out by what you did last night I said I gotta meet this guy. That's it. That's all there is to it. Medical Science amazes me.

Eugene: Is kidnapping the only way you can meet new friends?

Young Gangster: You gonna kill me?

Eugene: No, but I know where to shoot you so you'll be in diapers for the rest of your life!

Raymond: You think I'm criminal?

Eugene: I think you're about as much of a criminal as I'm a doctor.

Raymond: And you're a very good doctor.

[Eugene is drinking from the faucet]

Gage: You might want to take a piss before we go.

Eugene: [sarcastically] And on the way there can we stop at Dairy Queen?

Eugene: What, are you gonna arrest me for failure to live up to my potential?

Eugene: In any case I guess I learned that if you are in the business of saving lives you had better start with your own. And, of course, always call 911.

Eugene: Sometimes we all wonder how things come to be. A chain of events: A leads to B leads to C leads to Z. Each life is made up of big decisions and each day is made up of a million little decisions. What shirt to wear, what street to walk on, what to eat for lunch. Now all of these seemingly inconsequential choices may change your life forever. But who can handle that kind of responsibility? It would paralyze you to think about it. So you have to trust your instinct, what the Greeks might call your character. You better pray to whatever god you believe in that your character knows what the hell it's doing. I thought I was a man of character. Good character. Then I made a mistake. A bad one that changed everything. That's why I found myself walking into a lousy L.A. bar to buy some Phenolcitrate - -synthetic heroin, my personal favorite. See, when I got high, the chain of events disappeared. No past, no future, just the sweet and sticky now. But before I could get home that night with my bag of goodies something happened. I did a good thing. One good deed that started another chain that I wasn't ready for. A ride I had no business taking.

Claire: How did you lose your license?

Eugene: I was operating on a patient and the patient died.

Claire: Was it your fault?

Eugene: I was under the influence of narcotics and methamphetamines at the time, so yes, you could say it was my fault.

Claire: How long ago was it?

Eugene: Ten months, five days... what time is it now?

Eugene: I guess I should have felt better after saving that man's life, but I didn't. It just made me miss more what I once was. Like a prisoner getting one day out in the sun, it just made the prison seem that much more dismal.

Eugene: When I pray to God, I don't ask him to eradicate disease. I pray that he sends me something that I haven't seen. I'm half kidding.

Eugene: Life is all a matter of perspective. You really learn that as a doctor. A man with gangrene thinks he's lucky if he only loses a finger and not an arm. So if your life was going along well, and you found yourself walking with two guys that look like Metallica rejects, you might think it was a bad day

Eugene: It's a choice that's been offered to many men Be a slave in heaven or a star in hell. Of course, I knew this was wrong, but I had been a surgeon, and on a big day, that could be like flying an F-14, only you are the pilot and the plane. I missed that. And hell does not always look like hell. On a good day, it can look a lot like L.A.

Eugene: Who was it that said, When a doctor sees a man, he doesn't see good or evil, only sick or healthy?

Claire: Is that you in picture?

Eugene: The Wall of Shame

Eugene: Now I get to use the line I always wanted to use in medical school. Take off your clothes and get under the sheets

Eugene: I know what I'm talking about, Arlene! My father got down on his knees and begged my mother. And my mother,s he always took him back. I never understood it. she'd cover up the bruises and the cuts and she'd take him back. Because he begged and he cried. And now you ask me, you ask me what happened after he came back.

Arley: I...

Eugene: No! Go on! You said you wanted to know what happened to me, now ask me!

Arley: I don't like this...

Eugene: Did he hurt you, Eugene? Ask me!

Arley: Did he hurt you?

Eugene: [shakes his head] Not for long. By 13 I was gone. i ran away. But I missed her so... I had to go back and see her. So one night I did. Now, ask me what happened. What happened that night you came back, Eugene?

Arley: What happened?

Eugene: He was there. Drunk. As usual. Only this time I wasn't the same. I was 16 years old and I was no longer afraid of him. And when I looked him in the eyes and told him if he ever touched her again I would kill him, he knew. He knew that he would never exist for me again. And I'm standing in front of the house. I'm yelling, screaming for her to come out. I'm telling her she doesn't have to take it anymore. She really doesn't. She can come with me now. I don't even see it. He hits me in the side of the head with a two-by-four and I'm bleeding from my ear. And then he's dragging me. He's dragging me behind the house into the garage. And then he's gone. A minute... five minutes... I don't know. And then he's back. And he's wetting me down. He's wetting me down and I don't understand. I don't understand why water... should smell so bad. I don't understand. And then I see it. I see... this... this gas can. This red gas can from his truck.

[Crying]

Eugene: And he looks at me one last time... and he lights a match. And the last thing I remember, I'll never forget it, were his eyes. His eyes because they were filled with this immense... satisfaction.

Arley: [Crying] I'm so sorry...

Eugene: Don't! Don't! Don't tell me how sorry you are for me! Tell me how you're going to stop that happening to Trevor!

Arley: Ricky would never do that!

Eugene: Oh, Jesus, Arlene! He doesn't have to. All he has to do is not love him.

[Turns around and walks into his house with his grocery bags]

Trevor: Were you just being nice?

Eugene: About what?

Trevor: About my idea. Do you think it's good, or were you just being teachery?

Eugene: "Teachery"?

Trevor: Bullshitting.

Eugene: Do I strike you as someone falsely nice?

Trevor: No. You're not even really all that nice.

[Arlene, and then Eugene, feeling very emotional, have left the room in which Trevor was being interviewed by Chris for television. Trevor admits that he thinks "pay it forward" will not work, because people are too afraid]

Eugene: Arlene, I don't want to be one of those people he's talking about. And I've become one. I don't want to spend another second of wasted air. Please, don't make me stay trapped in here forever.

Trevor McKenney: Are you saying you'll flunk us if we don't change the world?

Eugene: Well, no. But you might just scrape by with a C.

Eugene: Jesus Arlene, he doesn't have to. All he has to do is not love him.

Arley: Jesus, you are really somethin'.

Eugene: Thanks. I appreciate the euphemism. I always wanted to be somethin'.

Eugene: OK. You know, I'm going to have to consult my spirit guides here, because you tell me that Trevor is withholding from you, but you won't tell me anything specific and you still want me to sit here and divine why.

Arley: Divine why? You always talk like that?

Eugene: Yes.

Arley: You go to some big, fancy school?

Eugene: Yes.

Arley: Think you can stop rubbing my nose in it?

Arley: [Storming into the room] Mr. Simonet?

Eugene: Yes, I'm Eugene...

[looks up from his desk to see Arlene]

Eugene: ...Simonet.

Arley: [Taken aback by Eugene's scars] Hello.

Eugene: Hello.

Arley: What is this assignment?

Eugene: Excuse me?

Arley: What did you tell my son to make him bring a homeless man into my house?

Eugene: Uh, I have two problems. One: I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about. And two: I don't know who you are.

Arley: Arlene McKinney. My boy is in your social studies class... Trevor.

Eugene: Trevor. Yes, he's very attentive. He's very exigent, which I like.

[Noticing some confusion on Arlene's face]

Eugene: Exigent, it's challenging, testing...

Arley: I know what it means! Would you like to tell me why my kid brought a bum into my house?

Eugene: I have no idea...

Arley: Bullshit!

Eugene: Mrs. McKinney, I don't know how your son interpreted the assignment.

Arley: How do you think he interpreted it?

Eugene: Well, I don't know. My suggestion is, if you want to know, why don't you go home and talk to your son?

Arley: Hey! I talked to him!

Eugene: Really? Then why did you come all the way down here to ask me what the assignment is?

[Points to the blackboard]

Eugene: It's not a state secret.

Trevor McKenney: Is the world just shit?

Eugene: No, it isn't.

[Eugene touches Trevor's shoulder]

Eugene: Hey, you did good work. Look at me, I'm proud of you, Trevor. I'm proud of you.

[Eugene removes his hand from Trevor's shoulder]

Eugene: And anyway for what it's worth, I'm grading you on the effort not the result.

Trevor McKenney: I don't care about the grade.

[Gets up]

Trevor McKenney: I just want to see if the world would really change.

Eugene: I will always care... about you, always.

Trevor McKenney: Yeah. You're my teacher. They pay you to.

[Trevor leaves the classroom]

Boy in class: So I'm going to make this website in Chinese, telling all the people in China to jump up and down.

Eugene: Basically you want to move the earth off its axis.

Boy in class: Yep, pretty much.

Eugene: When times are gone, they are not old, they're dead. There aren't any times but new times.

Maj. Amberson: So your devilish machines are going to ruin all your old friend, eh Gene? Do you really think they're going to change the face of the land?

Eugene: They're already doing it major and it can't be stopped. Automobiles...

[cut off by George]

George: Automobiles are a useless nuisance.

George: What did you say George?

George: I said automobiles are a useless nuisance. Never amount to anything but a nuisance and they had no business to be invented.

Jack: Of course you forget that Mr. Morgan makes them, also did his share in inventing them. If you weren't so thoughtless, he might think you were rather offensive.

Eugene: I'm not sure George is wrong about automobiles. With all their speed forward they may be a step backward in civilization. May be that they won't add to the beauty of the world or the life of the men's souls, I'm not sure. But automobiles have come and almost all outwards things will be different because of what they bring. They're going to alter war and they're going to alter peace. And I think men's minds are going to be changed in subtle ways because of automobiles. And it may be that George is right. May be that in ten to twenty years from now that if we can see the inward change in men by that time, I shouldn't be able to defend the gasoline engine but agree with George - that automobiles had no business to be invented.

[last lines]

Eugene: Fanny, I wish you could have seen Georgie's face when he saw Lucy. You know what he said to me when we went into that room? He said, "You must have known my mother wanted you to come here today, so that I could ask you to forgive me." We shook hands. I never noticed before how much like Isabel Georgie looks. You know something, Fanny? I wouldn't tell this to anybody but you. But it seemed to me as if someone else was in that room. And that through me, she brought her boy unto shelter again. And that I'd been true at last, to my true love.

[first lines]

Searcy: [knocking over the king] Wanna play again? Chance to get those cigarettes back.

Eugene: I'm scared, man. I don't got too many friends on the outside. Not any more.

Searcy: Just keep your eye on the end game. Everything'll fall into place.

Eugene: I'm gonna miss you chess man.

Searcy: Listen to me, Eugene. Every day you out there, you out there for me, and every other brother in here. 'Cuz I'm never gonna be out there again.

Eugene: [holding up chess piece] This is a king. And this is your life. One mistake and it can be taken away.

Eugene: Chess is no different than life. These suburban kids, they know they get good grades, they go off to college. They know they'll own their own business some day - they envision the end-game. But poor kids don't think like that.

Sheila King: Mr. Brown, I...

Eugene: I was taught like that. I didn't see the end-game, and it cost me, man, it cost me big.

Eugene: You are going to play on a computer and behave. You hear me? Now listen, no trash talkin', no cursing. Just play your game.

Michelle: No trash talkin', no cursing? That *is* my game.

Eugene: So how come you decided to leave home tonight?

Jackie: I decided to leave a couple of months ago but every time I started planning it for real, I started feeling kind of guilty... like I would hurt my mom's feelings for leaving... or my friends would think I was looking down on them because I didn't want to hang out watching TV anymore. I want to do something different, but I guess I've just been feeling guilty about leaving.

Eugene: Why is tonight any different?

Jackie: Well I've been listening to you and I hear all these mistakes you think you've made and I just think "I want that". I want to be in a situation where I don't know how I'll react. Something to face out there or in here that I never would have thought of. And I want to make mistakes. Not like yours, but my own. Because at least that will mean I'm trying.

Eugene: I feel like I want to cry, but all I do is get angry.

Jackie: Maybe you're angry you can't cry.