Lucas: [rips off part of set]
Prepare-- Prepare to feel the wrath of the League of Evil Exes.
Scott:
The League of Evil Exes?
Lucas:
You really don't know about the League?
Scott:
Um...
Lucas:
The Seven Evil Exes? Coming to kill you? Controlling the future of Ramona's love life?
Scott:
No.
Lucas:
Oh. Well, hey, listen, man. Don't worry about it.
Scott: [stunned]
Really?
Lucas: [reaches to help him up]
Yeah. Let's go get a beer.
Scott:
That's great.
Lucas: [punches Scott in the face; laughs]
BOOM! OOH!
Scott:
You are a pretty good actor.
Lucas:
I'm going for the Oscar this year.
Scott:
But are you a pretty good skater?
Lucas: [pulls his shirt collar down to reveal a double-L tattoo on his chest]
I'm more than pretty good, Esé. I have my own skate company.
Scott: [indicates railing on a set of steps]
But can you do a thingy...on that rail?
Lucas:
It's called a grind, bro.
Scott:
So, can you do a grindy thingy now?
Lucas:
Are you serious? There are, like, 200 steps, and the rails are garbage.
Scott: [innocent]
Well, hey, if it's too hardcore, then--
Lucas: [glaring]
You really think you can goad me into doing a trick like that?
Scott: [deadpan]
There are girls watching.
Lucas: [looks at his fans, and back at Scott; beat]
Somebody get me my board.
Wallace: [pops into view, taps Lucas on shoulder; passes him his skateboard]
Hi. Big fan.
Lucas Lee: [cracks neck; his last words; starts his run, hopping from rail to rail, picking up speed, by kilometers]
Why wouldn't you be? Scott: [watching; Lucas' kilometer speed increases rapidly; Lucas is now going dangerously fast, the bottom of the rail in sight; going too fast to stop, Lucas reaches the bottom of the steps at 309 kilometers, and explodes into coins]
Wow. Wow. Wow.
Wallace:
Wow.
Scott:
Yes!
Wallace:
He totally bailed.
Scott: [realizing]
Ah! I didn't get his autograph.
Wallace:
No.
Scott: [doesn't see Ramona]
Hey, where's Ramona? Is she still here?
Wallace: [he also doesn't see Ramona]
No, she totally bailed.
Scott:
What's the deal? Seriously.
Director:
Okay, let's get everybody out of here. Let's move, people, the sun is coming up. 
