Ashley Scott credited as playing...
Amanda
- Amanda: Don't look at me. I'll stay here and suck on my thumb, while you guys go play Pirates of the Caribbean.
- Bryce: Sam, Amanda, stop alright. We are all in this together now right?
- Sam: Not me. Not anymore.
- Amanda: Bye.
- [waving motion]
- Jared: [Sam starts leaving, Jared goes after her] Sam, Sam, Sam...
- Sam: See ya on the ten o' clock news.
- Jared: What?
- Sam: You heard me.
- Jared: Come on, Sam, come on. What are you doing?
- Sam: What is wrong with you? A week ago you had too much integrity to work for Scuba Bob and now you are working for frigging drug dealers?
- Jared: Baby...
- Sam: I believe in you more than in the prospect of any treasure.
- Jared: If we do this, just this one time, and it's over. That's it.
- Sam: It's already over.
- [Sam leaves]
- Jared: No come on, what are you talking about? Sam come on! Sam come on!
- Jared: No way, it's Mr. OG Wannabe.
- Bryce: What's up, you scruffy little beach rat?
- [guys start wrestling]
- Bryce: Okay. I'm gonna throw your ass right now. Watch.
- [they end up on the floor]
- Jared: Go to sleep, go to sleep.
- Bryce: Okay, okay. Allright.
- Jared: You've been spending way too much time in court.
- Bryce: Wait, hold on, hold on. Don't move for a second. Oh, that feels really good.
- Jared: You sick-ass.
- [they stand up]
- Bryce: What's up?
- Jared: Good to see you.
- Bryce: Good to see you too, bro.
- Jared: How's New York treating you?
- Bryce: It's paying me. A lot of bad guys need defending, I defend them. That's what I do.
- Jared: That's still a scary thought.
- Bryce: [looking at Sam] Oh, my God. Can I get a what-what and a side of french fries, please? Look at that body. It's ridiculous. Holy shit. How much have you missed me?
- Sam: Oh, every minute.
- Bryce: Oh, my God, it's so tight too.
- [lightly strokes a leg]
- Bryce: It's like that everywhere, even. It's good to see you, Sam. You know, if we had met first, you and I, things would be a lot different around these parts, you know that.
- Sam: Easy cheesy.
- Jared: Anyway. Okay, so you must be Lisa?
- Amanda: Who's Lisa?
- Bryce: Yeah, who the hell is Lisa?
- [mute]
- Bryce: Amanda. Amanda.
- Jared: Amanda.
- Sam: Hi, Amanda. I'm Sam. Welcome to the Bahamas.
- Amanda: Hi. Nice to meet you, Sam.
- Jared: I'm Jared. Sorry about that.
- Amanda: I love the Caribbean. Too hot to wear shirts, too hot to wear pants and we're two hot young ladies.
- Sam: You dive?
- Amanda: Yeah, I can keep up.
- Jared: So how long you known this one for?
- Bryce: I don't know, about 14 hours now. Picked her up last night at The Mercer...
- Amanda: [interupts Bryce] I picked you up last night. Don't start lying already.
- Sam: So you and Bryce.
- Bryce: I think I'm in love. Serious.
- Bryce: [Looks at Jared]
- [laughing]
- Bryce: I'm not serious.