mari ibarra

I don't have it.

Home was right there. Cheeseburgers...

I should fucking kick your ass.

Did dead cabin guy tell you that, or do you guys just chat about blood and stuff?

Oh, shit.

What you did for Ben– to Ben– it was, like, really, really...

I started that rumor about Becky Colgate getting her dog to eat her out with peanut butter 'cause she got a better grade than me in Trig.

Less competition. It's so cold in here. Maybe we could, uh, you know... warm each other up?

Okay, there it is again. You guys really don't hear dripping?

What are you two dorks dorking out about? Uh... Actually, don't answer that, just pick your chore.

I should fucking kick your ass.

Hey, this guy kinda looks like you, Flex.

I don't have it.

Misty's right. It's the Law of Thermodynamics.

You deserve everything that's coming to you!

Fuck yeah, it was. He made me eat bats and he kept talking to... God knows who, but it wasn't me.

Hey, this guy kinda looks like you, Flex.

Uh, this is bullshit. She attacked me.

What the fuck, Shipman?

(Mari lines up her first shot. BOOM -- A miss. BOOM! BOOM! Mari’s second and third shots miss as well.)