Samantha Swoboda Quotes in P.U.N.K.S. (1999)

Drew Utley: First things first: we have to swear in new members.

Miles Kitchen: [pulling Drew to the side, whispering] What about...

Samantha Swoboda: [interrupting, leaning over Miles and Drew] ... the G.I.R.L.?

Samantha Swoboda: Who's the guy eatin' Styrofoam?

Drew Utley: That would be Lanny.

Lanny Nygren: Um, it's a rice cake. High in complex carbohydrates, uh, less than a gram of fat and uh, six grams of fiber. I just... thought you should know, you weren't even close.

Samantha Swoboda: And, uh, where'd you get this one, the weinie factory?

Miles Kitchen: Excuse me! I have an IQ of 160.

Samantha Swoboda: [mockingly] Oh really? Well I've got a calculator!

Samantha Swoboda: This is it. My dad's been sick for a while, so I've been picking up some of his repo jobs on the sly. I've tagged along so many of these, I can do 'em in my sleep.

Miles Kitchen: Isn't this stealing?

Samantha Swoboda: Not if you don't pay your bills. See, you've got your master keys, your lockpicks, your right angle screwdrivers, your extractors, and of course, the modified slim jim.

Jonny Pasiotopolis: This is the bomb! We could sell this for a fortune!

Drew Utley: Whoa Jonny, this is classified intelligence. I mean we should be camouflaging this.

Samantha Swoboda: Yo wouldn't it be phat we painted it like cherry red with flames?

Miles Kitchen: It's an Augmentor, not a Camaro.

Samantha Swoboda: So what's your idea, wastoid?

Drew Utley: Hey, wait, wait everybody! Knock it off you guys!

Samantha Swoboda: What are you looking at?

Miles Kitchen: I don't know. Thought it was a girl, but uh, I'm open to suggestions.

Miles Kitchen: I say we give up Samantha and Jonny like ugly stepkids. It's their their stinkin' prints muckin' up the works!

Samantha Swoboda: [fires a spitball at him] Yeah right. We are not goin' down without our accomplices. We'll name names.

Miles Kitchen: I told you she was trouble! She's evil!

Samantha Swoboda: We better crash at your guys' place for a while in case they come after us.

Miles Kitchen: Oh sure. 'Hi Mom, Dad. This fourteen-year-old girl, she's just sleeping over tonight. Don't mind me, I'll be upstairs, in my room, *entering puberty*!' Are you nuts?