Rufio:
Boil-dripping beef, fart-sniffing bubble butt!
Kids:
Bangarang, Rufio!
Peter Banning:
Someone has a severe ca-ca mouth, you know that?
Rufio:
You are fart factory, slug-slimed, sack-of-rat-guts-in-cat-vomit, cheesy, scab-picked, pimple-squeezing finger bandage. A week old maggot burger with everything on it and flies on the side!
Kids:
[in unison]
Ugh!
Peter Banning:
Substitute chemistry teacher.
Lost Boy:
Come on, Rufio, hit him back.
Rufio:
Mung tongue.
Peter Banning:
Math tutor.
Rufio:
Pinhead.
Peter Banning:
Prison barber.
Rufio:
Mother lover.
Peter Banning:
Nearsighted gynecologist.
Rufio:
In your face, camel cake!
Peter Banning:
In your rear, cow derrière.
Rufio:
Lying, crying, spying, prying ultra-pig.
Peter Banning:
You lewd, crude, rude, bag of pre-chewed food dude.
Thud Butt:
[with the rest of the Lost Boys]
Bangarang, Peter!
Rufio:
You... you man! Stupid, stupid man!
Peter Banning:
Rufio, if I'm a maggot burger why don't you just eat me! You two-toned zebra-headed, slime-coated, pimple-farmin' paramecium brain, munchin' on your own mucus, suffering from Peter Pan envy!
Don't Ask:
What's a paramecium brain?
Peter Banning:
I'll tell you what a paramecium is! That's a paramecium! It's a one-celled critter with no brain that can't fly! Don't mess with me man. I'm a lawyer!
Kids:
[chanting]
Banning, Banning, Banning is bangerang.
Rufio:
Rufio! Rufio!
Peter Banning:
Oh, Rufio, why don't you just go suck on a dead dog's nose.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:52