Claudette: WHY DID YOU KILL HIM?! HE COULD HAVE HAD HOPES AND DREAMS, HE COULD HAVE HAD A FAMILY!!!
Jake: Claudette-
Jake: It- it was just an ant-
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Claudette: WHY DID YOU KILL HIM?! HE COULD HAVE HAD HOPES AND DREAMS, HE COULD HAVE HAD A FAMILY!!!
Jake: Claudette-
Jake: It- it was just an ant-
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Claudette, gardening: Hey, can you bring me the hoe?
Jake: Yeah, sure.
*A few minutes later*
Jake: Here you go.
Claudette:
Jake:
Maria: Why am I here?
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Claudette: Oh, fiddlesticks.
Dwight: Look, I understand this is a tense situation, but let's watch the fucking language.
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Claudette: I'm so happy, I could kiss you!
Jake: Um...Neat.
*later*
Jake, lying face down on his bed: I said "Neat," Quentin. Who the fuck says neat these days? It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid.
Quentin, reading a book: Don't beat yourself up too much, Jake. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when Laurie confessed her love for me?
Jake: Didn't you thank her?
Quentin: *closes the book and looks at the ceiling* I fucking thanked her.
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Renato: Why does my arm shake and turn bright red when I’m eating dirt?
Claudette:
Claudette: Why are you eating dirt?
Renato: Did I ask you if I should eat dirt? No, so answer my question.
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Dwight: So don't panic but one of us is possessed by an owl....
Claudette: ....
Meg: .....
Nea: ......
Jake: ..Who?
Dwight: That's the thing we don't-
*Everyone stares at Jake*
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Claudette: Don't break someone's heart, they only have one.
Bill: Break one of their bones instead, they have 206 of them.
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Claudette: How would you like your coffee?
Quentin: As dark as my soul.
Claudette: Got it, one cup of milk coming right up!
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