Sun-Li: I beer, you trash!

Dennis: Move over, I’m gonna like… kick the door or some shit.
[kicks, nothing happens]
Dennis: Really? What!?
Charlie: Damn, dude. This thing is like… enriched in it’s own way.
Dennis: Okay, let me try something else here.
Charlie: Try the uh… spin kick! Try the spin kick.
Dennis: Spin kick?
Charlie: Yeahhhh. You think you can do it?
Dennis: I’m not even sure i— okay!

Mac: First of all, it’s not a jacket. It’s a duster. It’s like a jacket only it’s longer and thicker and far more badass. I look like Lorenzo Lamas and women find it irresistible.

Charlie: It’s locked! We’re gonna try this out…
Dennis: What is that, your apartment key?
Charlie: Yeah, let’s see if it’s gonna work..
Dennis: That’s not gonna work!
Charlie: Why not?
Dennis: We’re not at your apartment, shit head!
Charlie: Well, how many possible lock combinations can there be?
Dennis: Ohhhhh so many, dude! Like hundreds and thousands.
Charlie: Well, eventually they’re gonna overlap!
Dennis: They’re not ever going to overlap!
Charlie: Ohh, you know, you’re right it’s not working.
Dennis: No shit.
Charlie: Pfft, well it was worth a try!
Dennis: Not worth a try.

Mac: WHY ARE YOU WEARING MY DUSTER WITH NO SHIRT?
Dennis: Because it’s the perfect combination, do I really have to explain this to you bro?
Mac: YES! Explain it to me.
Dennis: Are you kidding me? Black, leather duster. Tough, muscular dude. Underneath it, inside of it. Very sexual.