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Scott Lunsford, Emily Brooke Hands, and Ryan Carnes in Eating Out (2004)

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Eating Out

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  • Caleb Peterson: What if he tries to grab me?
  • Kyle: We're not pirates. We just dress like them... and chase bootie. He'll be just as nervous as you, so try not to punch him if he makes a move on you or anything...
  • Caleb Peterson: You know, I don't think I'd punch him. I think I'd probably just start crying or something.
  • [as the boys leave for their date, Gwen decides Caleb can be had]
  • Marc: Goodbye, Gwen.
  • Caleb: Uh, bye, Gwen.
  • Gwen: Bye...
  • [the door closes]
  • Gwen: ...sexual.
  • Joey: You're not being very positive about this?
  • Gwen: I couldn't be any more positive if I was gang raped in a repository bin at the needle exchange.
  • Caleb Peterson: Man, now I really wanna be a fag.
  • Kyle: You and Ricky Martin both.
  • [Joey states he might be just a little bit gay, so Gwen tests him]
  • Gwen Anderson: Can you list any tracks on Madonna's "Like a Prayer" album?
  • Joey: [going quickly] Um, "Express Yourself," "Cherish," "Oh Father..."
  • Gwen Anderson: "Vogue?"
  • Joey: No, honey, "Vogue" was on "Dick Tracy."
  • Gwen Anderson: It's not a fucking phase! You're a full-fledged homo!
  • Caleb Peterson: I think you turned me gay.
  • Tiffani: I did not "turn you gay!" How could you say that?
  • Caleb Peterson: I mean, don't take it personally.
  • Tiffani: I am a person! How else am I supposed to take it?
  • [after yet another boy she's dating confesses he's gay]
  • Gwen: I feel like a turnstile to the White Party!
  • Gwen: Who needs friends who won't fuck friends?
  • Caleb: Are you looking for Mr. Right Now?
  • Kyle: Please. I'll settle for Mr. Five Minutes Ago.
  • Marc: When he's around, my heart beats like a trailer park husband.
  • Gwen: That is so gay. And I mean all three definitions.
  • [Tiffani stands in the doorway]
  • Tiffani: I hear you have phone trouble, Miss Thing.
  • Kyle: That's Mister Miss Thing to you.
  • Caleb Peterson: Tiffani?
  • Tiffani: You little hose huffer!
  • Frank Peterson: Why don't you come join us?
  • Tiffani: Gomez, Morticia, and little Wednesday.
  • Caleb Peterson: Do I look gay?
  • Kyle: Hmm... Like an insatiable bottom.
  • Gwen Anderson: You never mentioned Tiffani.
  • Susan Petersoon: Tiffani was a bitch.
  • Jamie Peterson: I liked her.
  • Frank Peterson: She was cute.
  • Gwen Anderson: [to Caleb's parents] You know, you guys seem really nice.
  • Marc: Oh, my God. Gwen, don't.
  • Gwen Anderson: Caleb, honey, I'm gonna do you a really big favor.
  • Kyle: Oh, shit.
  • Gwen Anderson: You'll hate me now but you'll love me later.
  • Marc: Gwen, please.
  • Kyle: Shit.
  • Gwen Anderson: Mr. and Mrs. Peterson, your son is gay.
  • Jamie Peterson: [punching Caleb's arm] Fag, you're it!
  • Tiffani: I turned him gay, but I can turn him back.
  • Jamie Peterson: No fag-backs.
  • Kyle: You stole my boyfriend!
  • Caleb Peterson: He's not your boyfriend.
  • Kyle: Oh, so now you're gay?
  • Caleb Peterson: This was your idea.
  • Kyle: You knew how I felt about him!
  • Caleb Peterson: We're not doing anything.
  • Kyle: You're going on a date!
  • Caleb Peterson: That was HIS idea!
  • Kyle: I've been stalking him for years; you decided to be gay for one night.
  • Caleb Peterson: I'm not gay! Why don't you just tell him you like him?
  • Kyle: That would be as futile as drug testing at the Gay Games.
  • Tiffani: My titties didn't "occur" to you? Look at them, Caleb! They occur to every man I meet, but not you!
  • Gwen: Joey! Just remember - every time you suck a dick, every time you poke some boy in the brown eye - just remember that you've eaten pussy! You ate pussy and you liked it!
  • Marc: Almost made it with a British guy in a broom closet, but he wouldn't kiss.
  • Gwen: Maybe your breath was penis-y.
  • [as she has sex with Caleb]
  • Gwen Anderson: Eat it, little gay boy!
  • Jamie Peterson: Love you, gay bro.
  • Frank Peterson: [to all] Come on, I said family hug. We're all family here.
  • Susan Petersoon: [to all] Well, come on.
  • Gwen: [caught up in the emotional moment] Oh, what the fuck!
  • [as Marc leaves]
  • Sebastian: You know, kissing is so 1990s.
  • Kyle: It's for you - Blow-me-o.
  • Kyle: Being gay is more than... listening to good music and eating low-fat foods. There are certain things you have to do to convince the general public.
  • Caleb Peterson: Oh. We could stage a bashing.
  • Caleb Peterson: I waited twenty-four days to have sex with you.
  • Tiffani: Well, I didn't want to seem like a slut!
  • Marc: [entering the bathroom] We need to talk.
  • Caleb Peterson: [in mid-pee] D-dude!
  • Marc: I wasn't being honest. Now, I got to talk about it now or...
  • Caleb Peterson: I'm taking a leak.
  • Marc: Hmm, please, I've seen it.
  • Marc: [addressing the dick] How ya doin'?
  • Kyle: Okay, so I know I might just be a rebound or a really shitty consolation prize, or you're just really looking for an ego boost, but, whatever it is, I'll take it.
  • Caleb: I'm gonna circumcise your fucking neck!
  • Kyle: Guys around here are like day-old donuts. I mean, I eat 'em because they're there, but you don't wanna invest anything in them.
  • Gwen: If you've never tricked with a chick, are you sure you pick dick?
  • Jamie: You're a reality show without a camera crew.
  • Gwen: Put him on. Let me get the balls rolling.
  • Caleb: What the hell are you making?
  • Kyle: Sausages. Big. Fat. Sausages.
  • Caleb: Dude, people don't eat sausages. You're supposed to make like spaghetti or some shit.
  • Kyle: Fine. You wanna cook?
  • Caleb Peterson: This isn't a kegger, bro. This is, like, serious. Who'd you invite?
  • Kyle: Like they said to Anne Frank, why don't you answer the door and find out?
  • Gwen: Let's give them some room to breath on each other.
  • [Caleb and Marc return to Marc's darkened, vacated apartment]
  • Caleb Peterson: [calling out] Gwen!
  • Marc: Oh, trust me. If she were here, she'd be all up in our pubes.

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