Casey Affleck credited as playing...
Morgan
- Morgan: [in Chuckie's car, Morgan in the passenger side back seat, Bill sitting in the backseat of the driver's side] Double Burger.
- [singing]
- Morgan: Chuck, I had a double burger!
- Chuckie: Will you shut the fuck up? I know what you ordered, I was there.
- Morgan: So give me my fucking sandwich.
- Chuckie: What do you mean your sandwich? I bought it. Hey Morgan, how much money you got on you?
- Morgan: I said I'd give you the change when we ordered the Sno-Cones when we pulled up, so why don't you give me my sandwich and stop being a prick.
- Chuckie: Well why don't you give me your fucking sixteen cents you got on you and we'll put your sandwich on layaway. There you go, keep it right up here for you, We'll put you on a program. Everyday you bring your six cents and at the end of the week you'll get your sandwich.
- Morgan: Why do you have to be such an asshole?
- Chuckie: What am I, fuckin' sandwich welfare? I think you should establish a good line of credit. Like how you bought your couch, payment plans. Remember how your mother brought in $10 everyday for a year and she finally got her couch Rent-A-Center Style?
- Morgan: Can I have my food now please?
- Chuckie: [throws the burger at Morgan] Here's your fucking double burger!
- Chuckie: [in Chuckie's dining room] Wait, Bill. Hold it. Did you hear that?
- [Man moans upstairs]
- Chuckie: Morgan! If you're watching pornos in my mom's room again, I'm gonna give you a fucking beating!
- [Morgan runs downstairs]
- Morgan: What's up, fellas?
- Billy: Morgan, why don't you jerk off in your own fucking house? Man, that's fucking filthy.
- Morgan: I ain't got a VCR in my house.
- Chuckie: Aw, c'mon, not on my glove.
- Morgan: I didn't use the glove.
- Chuckie: That's my Little League glove.
- Morgan: What do you want me to do?
- Chuckie: I mean, what's wrong with you? You'll hump a baseball glove?
- Morgan: I was just using it for cleanup.
- Chuckie: Stop jerking off in my mother's room!
- Morgan: Ain't there another VCR in the house?
- Chuckie: It's just sad, bro.
- Morgan: ...and the heavy set girl said that I had a receding hair line and that I was a couple pounds overweight and I was like 'Go fuck yourself!'... I swallowed a bug.
- Chuckie: Christ, who did you call?
- Will: No one. I forgot the number.
- Morgan: You fuckin' retarded? You went all the way out there in the rain and you didn't bring the number?
- Will: No, it was your mother's 900 number. I just ran out of quarters.
- Morgan: Hey, how about we get off of mothers, all right? I just got off of yours!
- Morgan: [driving past the bullies they saw at the little league baseball game] If you were gonna fight them, why didn't you fight them back there? We got snacks now!