Ryan: Maybe u have the summer flue
Seth: Yeah. It's November, but it's possible.
Ryan: And maybe u need some Anna biotics.

Summer: Why don't u go work another corner?

Seth: I was nemo and I wanted to go home.

Marissa: It's great. Isn't it great?
Summer: It's great.
Seth: What's great?

Seth: What happenes in Mexico, stays in Mexico.
Ryan: What happens in Mexico?
Seth: I don't know becuase it stays there. That's what we must go!

Seth: What are u doing?
Ryan: Studying.
Seth: Dude, I cant take it anymore. Puch somebody for old times sake.

Marissa: Who are you?
Ryan: Whoever u want me to be.

Seth: Dude, what do we do? I don't want to get thrown out of the hotel. I love the hotel. I want to marry the hotel and have little alcoholic, gambling addicted kids with it? Is that so wrong?

Seth: u guys wouldn't beat me up. That is so cliche...okay I gues your a fan of the cliche.

Marissa: Why wont u tell me where were going? This is pretty far away,
Seth: Oh wow, complaining. That is very interesting considering nobody invited you.

Ryan: Great. My girlfriends out kissing some other guy...and i'm stuck here with a lunatic.

Seth: Do not insult death cab.
Summer: It's like one gitaar and a whole lot of complaining.

Summer: Be like a gentelman.
Seth: Chilvary dead sugar.