All Cheerleaders Die (2013) - Quotes

Manchester Manny Mankiewitz: Hey, Tracy. Do you know where Terry is? He wasn't at the rally and he's not answering me.

Manchester Manny Mankiewitz: What do you think my chances are tonight with Martha?

George Shank: [''Chuckles derisively''] The chances of you striking out? Pretty goddamn good!

Manchester Manny Mankiewitz: Come on, man. It's rally night. Something could happen.

George Shank: She even let you smell it?

Vik De Palma: Hey, guys. I snagged a couple of bottles of kank out of my dad's garage last night. Shit, you guys smoke?

George Shank: Enough to kill a horse, yo.

Vik De Palma: Do we keep this party exclusive enough?

George Shank: [''Fist bumps Vik''] Yo, if we ain't hung the fuck over for the first day tomorrow. We just ain't dogs. Woof!

Vik De Palma: [''Terry walks over to a guy who has finished with weights''] Terry?

Terry Stankus: Hey, man. You mind not slamming every single weight down like that?

Workout guy: [''Puts on headphones''] It's a weight room. Get over it. Whatever, dude.

Mäddy Killian: Get some sleep. You wanna look hot for the rally, tomorrow.

Tracy Bingham: That's right, bitch.

Mäddy Killian: Do you wanna show me some action now?

Alexis Grace Andersen: Bitch, I thought you would never ask.

Martha Popkin: Where's Hanna?

Hanna Popkin: [''Runs over in a furry suit''] Here! Sorry, Lexi, the head got stuck and...

Alexis Grace Andersen: Put it on.

Hanna Popkin: Well?

Alexis Grace Andersen: [''Cheer squad throws her in the air of a stunt and Alexis falls on head snapping her neck''] Magical. All right, smart ass. Check this shit out.

Cheer squad: Oh, my God! Get up, Alexis!

Mäddy Killian: [''Sitting in Alexis vehicle while she applies lipstick''] So, why do it?

Alexis Grace Andersen: Cause it's dangerous.

Mäddy Killian: Like you can sprain a tit or something.

Alexis Grace Andersen: This is the most dangerous sport in American high school, bitch.

Mäddy Killian: More dangerous than football?

AlexisGrace Andersen: [''Leaving vehicle and places arms on hood and hip''] More catastrophic injuries per student. How do I look?

Mäddy Killian: Dangerous.

Alexis Grace Andersen: Duh.

Mäddy Killian: Take me through a typical Thursday.

Alexis Grace Andersen: [[w:Dawn|the ass crack] Well, first I get up at ] for my run. I mean, obviously staying in shape is a part of the gig. It's called cheerleading. You know, I have to be a leader.

Alexis Grace Andersen: [A boy comes up to Alexis hugging and kissing her; ''Jerks her torso back and forth''] Oh, Marvin. And diplomatic. Proactive. Seriously, hon. Come to the realm, boys! My bitches do not disappoint.

Mäddy Killian: So why do you call yourselves bitches?

Alexis Grace Andersen: [''Turns around with both hands effeminately raised''; ''Holds out upturned left hand''; ''Holds out upturned right hand''; ''Flips both hands, turns and walks away''] Blackfoot Bloodhounds, yo. Boys be dogs, girls be bitches. Gangster.

Mäddy Killian: [Leena approaches and greets] Not now, Leena.

Leena Miller: Maddy!

Alexis Grace Andersen: [''Sitting on field''; ''Scene of Terry groping her rear end in hallway''] After that, I track down Terry and, um... blue up his balls. God, Terry charges my bones. For real. Next year, he's captain of the football team and... I'm captain of the squad, so it's pretty much gonna be the best year ever. MMS class. I avoid taking honors classes, so I can maintain all A's. Overheard that from a senior bitch, freshmen year. Take basic classes, show up on time and always look hot!

Students: [[w:teat|have six more hidden somewhere] If she's a dog. She must ], dude.

Students: Wow, Hanna. Didn't know you had tits.

Mäddy Killian: The hard part is going to be, pretending that I actually like those dumb bitches. Like that dipshit, Tracy. Acts like she's all sad but then, jumps on Terry's jock before Alexis is even in the ground. That's classy. And Terry. Mr. big bad wolf himself. I'm gonna ruin your perfect little senior year, dog. But, right now. I have to go and paint my face up like those whores. So, uh... Mäddy Killian, out!

Mäddy Killian: [''When asking Alexis why she cheerleads when its dangerous''] Like you can sprain a tit or something.

Leena Miller: [Gives a banshee scream] You're not leaving me... I won't let you... G...O...!

Leena Miller: [''They proceed to suck the life juice out of him''] I'm sorry, Larry. I think, my friends are hungry.

Ben Fector: So, there's two things you gotta know about George's van. One, there's always a weed stash. And two, it's never locked. And three, it smells like dick.

George Shank: [[w:Haitian Vodou|voodoo dyke; [w:Lite-Brit|glowing like Lite-Brites and shit] That ] and her bitches are picking us dogs off. One by one. Bitches ]. You saw it.

Terry Stankus: [After cutting stones out of Hannah and then swallowing the magic stones; [w:jelly bean|jelly beans; [w:cookie Monster|cookie monster; [w:Gluten-free diet|that shit was gluten-free] Mmm. Taste's like ]. I'm like the ] up in this bitch. Oh, I hope ]!

Terry Stankus: [''Running after cheerleaders in forest''] I don't know but I've been told! Killing pussies, going home!

Terry Stankus: [''Laughing at Vik who is tricked By Maddy into getting his blood sucked out''; ''Hoists Hannah's body on his shoulder''; ''Laughs maniacally and drives away''] Oh, you are such a little bitch, Vik. I owe it to you, too, cuz. You want her? Come and get her. You girls got your seatbelts on?!

Terry Stankus: [''To Vik''; [w:Virginity#Definitions of virginity loss|I broke her in] I'm your best friend, bud! ] for you and everything!

Terry Stankus: [''Referring to Mäddy''] I never understood why you had the hots for her, Viky. Till I fucked her, this summer. She puts up a good fight!

Terry Stankus: [''Runs into Vik after he quits to coaches, knocking him down''] You think I'm gonna let you quit?!

Terry Stankus: [''To Vik''] Is it our fault, chicks can't drive for shit?

Martha Popkin: [''In Hanna's body''] I crashed us and now, God is punishing me.

Tracy Bingham: Clear the road puppies. Bloodhound bitches in the house y'all.

Tracy Bingham: [''Drinking milk from jug at Larry's residence''] The bitches think I'm crazy, but, I drink like half a gallon a day.

Tracy Bingham: God, I'm freaking starving, Larry!

Tracy Bingham: [''Terry punches her in the face''] Is a big tough guy like you scared of a sweet little thing like me. What do you think, Maddy? Do you think I hurt Mr. Tiny Peepee's little feelings? Oh, are you gonna cry, Terry? Huh? Are you gonna cry?

Tracy Bingham: [[w:Penis size envy|you have a small dick; [w:Female ejaculation|have made me come] I'm not going to say ], Terry, cause that would just be predictable. I mean, it's not big, and that's fine, but for the sake of the puppies, I just want to make sure you know how to use it. Three people in my seventeen years ]. Myself of course. This really sweet boy at camp the summer after freshman year. Lovely fingers on that boy. And then, not ten minutes ago, I got my frigging socks rocked off... by Maddy. But never by you, Terry.

Hanna Popkin: [''In Martha Popkin's body, on phone''] Hey, Dad. Me and the bitches, the girls, um, we are going to be staying at Maddy's house tonight, because we have a whole lot of cheers that we have to go over and practice and everything. So, I guess we'll be seeing you tomorrow. Uh, don't work too hard. We love you. Okay, bye, Dad. Bye.

Alexis Grace Andersen: [''Scene of Terry groping her rear end in hallway''] After that, I track down Terry and, um... blue up his balls. God, Terry charges my bones. For real. Next year, he's captain of the football team and... I'm captain of the squad, so it's pretty much gonna be the best year ever. MMS class. I avoid taking honors classes, so I can maintain all A's. Overheard that from a senior bitch, freshmen year. Take basic classes, show up on time and always look hot!

Alexis Grace Andersen: [''Turns around with both hands effeminately raised''; ''Holds out upturned left hand''; ''Holds out upturned right hand''; ''Flips both hands, turns and walks away''] Blackfoot Bloodhounds, yo. Boys be dogs, girls be bitches. Gangster.

Alexis Grace Andersen: [A boy comes up to Alexis hugging and kissing her; ''Jerks her torso back and forth''] Oh, Marvin. And diplomatic. Proactive. Seriously, hon. Come to the realm, boys! My bitches do not disappoint.

Alexis Grace Andersen: [''When asked By Maddy why she cheerleads''] Cause it's dangerous. This is the most dangerous sport in American high school, bitch. More catastrophic injuries per student.