Dave: [on radio] Sheriff?
Sheriff: Yeah, Dave?
Dave: Ran the Sinclair family through CDIC. Trudy and the doctor didn't have two sons. They had three.
Blake: [to Nick and Dalton] Are you two gonna have sex with each other? 'Cause me and Paige are.
Nick: You're saying that that's a real person... underneath?
Dalton: Hey, do you think that Wade will stay with Carly after she moves to New York?
Nick: I don't know. Maybe...
Dalton: Cause, you know... the way she's been lookin' at me...
Nick: Hey! It ain't happening, man. And even if it was happening - it ain't happening. Nothing personal.
Dalton: Why's that? I mean, you like me better than Wade, right?
Nick: [sighs] Wade's not so bad.
Dalton: Yeah, I like Wade, too.
[Nick is sitting alone while everyone is making out. Dalton comes up to him with his camera]
Nick: [grinning] Don't even think about it, I ain't kissing you, dude.
Dalton: [mocking disappointment] Aw, come on. You know you want to.
[Nick and Dalton laugh]
Dalton: Haha, just kidding. Psych! I wouldn't kiss your ass for shit, man.
Wade: [to a dog he thinks is made of wax] What up, dog?
Nick: Wade... dude... I'd really like to pound your ass.
Paige: I swear, he's starting to like that car more then me now.
Paige: [after giving Dalton a makeover] He looks like a smurf.
[scraping a piece of the House of Wax off with his knife]
Wade: It is wax, like... literally.
Paige: Lip balm. I dropped my stupid lip balm.
Trudy Sinclair: [talking to a young Bo] Shuddup! Oooh, why can't you be more like your brother?
Bo: [to Vincent] Hey, town's looking real good. We almost finished what Ma started. Those two are good, they'll fit perfectly. What I tell ya, huh? Ain't your work more real now? Ma would be proud, yeah, she'd be real proud. She always said your talent would make up for what God took away from you. There's two more, we've still got a lot of work to do.
Paige: Did you find that fan belt thing or whatever?
Carly: I don't believe this. You steal a car and it's my fault. You evade arrest and it's the cops' fault...
Nick: One of 'em took a swing at me.
Carly: You get kicked out of the house, it's Mom and Dad's fault. You lose your football scholarship and it's the coach's fault! You can't keep a job for more than two weeks because it's every manager's fault!
Nick: I'm surrounded by idiots.
Carly: So then why did you come, to piss me off?
Nick: Why don't you get it? You're the good twin, I'm the evil one.
Carly: Grow up. You are so afraid to take things seriously.
Nick: [kicking a cup out of a homeless guy's hand] Get a job.
Bo: I'm sorry mama, some people just have no respect.
Blake: [to the stranger in the truck] Yo, man. You need something?
Carly: What does he want?
Wade: Hey, can you turn off your lights, please?
Paige: Okay, this is getting kinda creepy.
Blake: Hey, come on, man, get out of here! Nothing to see here, let's go!
Wade: Can we help you?
Carly: Maybe we're on his property?
Wade: Nah, we didn't pass the gate.
Blake: Hey man, turn your lights off! Hello? Turn your lights off! No, I'm serious. Turn your lights off or I'll whip this on your ass!
Wade: Hey, hey, it's cool, man.
[Nick throws a bottle and smashes one of the headlights]
Carly: Oh, my...
Dalton: [yelling at the man in the truck] WHAT?
Carly: [approaching the door to the wax museum] Doesn't 'closed' mean 'I don't want you in here?'
Wade: Relax. No one'll care
Carly: What if's someone's here?
Wade: [calling out] Hello? Anyone in here?
Wade: See? Fine. Look how cool this is. Everything in here is wax, the floors, the walls, look at this!
[gestures to a large ornament]
Wade: This is wax
Carly: [sarcastic] Yeah, cool, awesome.
Wade: Who are these people supposed to be? Aren't there supposed to be famous people in a wax museum? I don't recognize this guy.
Paige: That's weird.
[upon seeing Vincent drive up to his place with two more dead bodies]
Bo: [muttering] Damn it. I told him before never to come up here!
[seeing all the fan belts]
Wade: He has everything but a 15 inch fan belt. Where is he anyway? He said he'd be 30 minutes, its been almost 45.
Wade: I guess I'll have to make do with a 16.
Bo: [from behind] You plan on stealing that?
Wade: [startled] No, I ah - I left money by the cash register.
[indeed he did as a $20 bill lies there]
Carly: Please don't kill me.
Carly: It's okay, he's gone.
Nick: I swear to God, if you hurt her... VINCENT!
Nick: He did this to you?
Trudy Sinclair: You are being such a good boy. Would you like some more cereal, sweetheart? Here you go.
Bo: Trudy got a cyst in her brain.
Bo: [Baby Jane is singing in the background] I know you're in here.