Mel & Carmen: Never is forever, Mr. Elephant!
(while watching Stigmata)
April: What kind of a name is 'Gretchen'?
Carmen: I don't know.
April: It kinda sounds like scratchin'...
Carmen: Haha! Gretchen scratchin'!
April: Imagine if someone's last name would be 'sniff' and they named their kid Gretchen!
Carmen: HAHA! Gretchen Sniff!
April: Haha! Poor kid!
Carmen: No no, wait wait! Smith! Gretchen Smith! it's like a real name! Smith, sniff!
April: HAHA! That's GOLD!
Carmen: Knock knock!
April: Haha! Who's there?
Carmen: *giggles* Gretchen!
April: *snorts* Gretchen who?
Carmen: *laughing hysterically* Gretchen SMITH!
April & Carmen: *L*
Carmen: I am zee chef!
Mel: I am zee egg
Carmen: Hi, my name is Kenny, I think I'm with it.
Carmen: My dog ate all my Christmas chocolate!
Alissa: That fiend!
(looking at bathing suits in the Sears catalogue)
April: Here we have style 1, down to your kneecaps, style 2, on your hips, and-
Carmen & April, in unison: Style 3, up your butt crack.
April: What? Your mother?
Mel: Here, you're married to Morgan. Are you Morgan? No.
Annie: Are you Doug-ish-Ray?
Carmen: Are you Douglas-Ray? Hehe.
Eric: J'men vais a l'étable pour tirer Doooonaaaald...
April: All beans are farting beans!
Sylvie: Snot ragga!
Carmen: Okay, let's play Pretty Card!
Mel: How do you play?
Carmen: Well, I deal these cards and you play first. You pick a card and I try to beat it by playing a prettier card.
Mel: Uhm... okay...
Carmen: *deals*
Mel: *plays*
Carmen: *plays* Ah, see? You lose! My card is prettier!
Mel: ...this game is stupid.
Carmen: ...sore loser...
April: Go awaaaaaay, Peeping Toooooom!
Peeping Tom busdriver: I'm not a Peeping Tooooooom!
Mel: What's that bug doing?
Carmen: It's a monkey!
Mel: Oh... it is?
Carmen: Poor Chu-Chu...
Sylvie: LUNCH DORIS!!!
Carmen: How do you like your ice?
April: You're not making any sense.
Carmen: How do you like your ice?!
April: HOT.
Carmen: Ooooh...
April: What are you, from Jamaica or something?
Carmen: He's straight as a ruler, dammit!
April: Even the straightest of rulers can go crooked sometimes... *grins*
Mel: My dad said 'Marathon Roy' called!
Carmen: She looks like a cat!
Mel: Dude, everyone looks like an animal to you.
(while sitting in class)
Carmen: Oh, I think we're supposed to be working!
Mel: Oh?
Mel: Sounds like church...
Mel: Three. Trio. Trois.
Carmen: Trowa?
Mel: Yeah!
Carmen: No.
Mel: Five?
Carmen: Wufei?
Mel: Yah!
Carmen: No!
Mel: One.
Carmen: Heero?
Mel: Yeah!
Carmen: NO!
Mel: Two?
Carmen: Duo?
Mel: Yeah!
Carmen: NO!!!
Mel: Well, is it off Gundam Wing?
Carmen: No.
Mel: Condom Wing, whatever?
Mel: That guy from Utena?
Carmen: Which one?
Mel: Oogo...?
Carmen: WHO?!
Mel: The guy with the red hair!
Carmen: Touga?!
Mel: Yeah!
Carmen: NO!!!
Carmen: How much more of a hint do you want?! *draws giant R on desk*
Mel: Raymond?
Carmen: UGH! HERE! *draws Poké-ball*
Mel: Pokémon?
Carmen: Yeah, now name the character here! *points at James/Kojiro drawing she drew*
Mel: ...Raymond.
April: (looking at sponge Carmen drew on) What's this? Woofier... Woofear... What IS that?!
Carmen: What?!
April: THAT! *points*
Carmen: Wufei!
Carmen: I like it when people call him 'Ass Ketchup'. It makes me laugh.
Carmen & Jayme: Let's be stupun!
Mel: Gino, Gino!
Carmen: T-shirt! T-shirt!
(Carmen's note... ya had to be there ^_^;;;)
Mel: He has little muscles. It's like 'My Little Pony'! 'My Little Muscle'!
Mel: As-tu mis 'porny'?!
Carmen: (to Mel, while sitting in class) Are you working?
Mel: You know how you have memory chips in your brain... ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!
Mel & Carmen: CLEAR! Gzzzzznt!
Carmen & Mel: Roop dare?
Carmen: (sitting in class, explaining to Mel what happened with Heero and the little girl and her dog in 'Endless Waltz') O_o! What the FUCK que Simon Sawa a dans yeule?! Looks like a lizard tookas!
(Note from Mel... and it was!)
Alissa & Carmen: Ruzzah!
Carmen: Pernosification...
Mel: Perno! O_o
April: Are you ready for da bowl?!
(Carmen's note... you know that song, "Are You Ready For Some More?" or something like that...?)
Mel: Ooh! It's a ghost!
Carmen: :( No, it's a midget... Are you insulting my capabilities as an artist?!
Sylvie: Morgazmo!