Jason: Are You A Painting?

Jason: ow! son of a bi-

Salim pointing to Zain: Jason! children!

Jason: … iscuit. son of a biscuit.

Nick: nice save.

Jason: yeah. fucking nailed it.

Nick in the caves: I have to admit, I am not living la vida loca

zain taking an astronomy class like: ....

Jason: i don’t believe in the moon

Jason: i just think it’s the back of the sun

Zain:..

Clarisse: What's up guys? I'm back.

Jason: What the- you can’t be here. You’re dead. I literally saw you die.

Clarisse: Death is a social construct.

Jason: sticks and stones may break my bones-

Salim, nodding solemnly: but chains and whips excite me.

Jason, wheezing: nO! WHAT THE FUCK?!

Rachel: Want to take a stab at being social?

Clarisse: I do like stabbing.

Eric: The Middle East is on the brink of war-

Salim: Brink???

Jason: Hey, Rachel, have you seen Goncharov?

Rachel: No, what's Goncharov?

Nick: Oh, only my favorite Scorcese movie!

Joey: It's so good, ma'am.

Rachel: Alright, I'll put Goncharov on my list.

Jason: You do that, Rachel.

Rachel: How do you spell it?

Jason: StOp crossing the road like that, do you have no anxiety??

Salim: Oh, I have anxiety, but my anxiety is more like I'm confident the cars won't hit me but I'm worried the drivers don't like me.

Jason: Why do you think I don’t like you? I do. I would kill for you.

Jason: Ask me to kill for you.

Salim: ...First of all, calm down-