Laurie: This is all your fault.
Eric: Yeah. Hey, Laurie, uh, quick impression: Who am I? "Hey, Eric, why don't you tell Dad you're moving after graduation so he'll kill you and I can reclaim my rightful place as the chosen one?"
Laurie: Eric, you don't understand. This time I actually meant well.
Eric: That's what you said at the county fair after you locked me in the Porta-Potty with a goat.
Laurie: He was friendly.
Eric: He was horny!