Jordan White and Amy Blue, two troubled teens, pick up an adolescent drifter, Xavier Red. Together, the threesome embark on a sex and violence-filled journey through an America of psychos and quickiemarts.

Amy Blue: Eat my fuck.
Jordan: Ever feel like reality is more twisted than dreams?
Amy: If bullshit were music, you'd be a big brass band.
Amy: Sometimes I feel like the city is sucking away at my soul.
Amy Blue: You're like a life support system for a cock!
Amy: There's just no place for us in this world.
Jordan White: "I love you" can mean a lot of things... like "you'll do 'till someone better comes along," or "I can't describe how I really feel but I know that I'm supposed to say this," or "Shut up, I'm watching TV."
Brandi: (draws a sword) I am gonna lop his... dick off... like a chicken head.
Amy Blue: Oh my God. If i don't find my skull lighter, I'll, like, slit my wrists.
Amy Blue: When nature calls, it fucking hollers!
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Amy Blue: Why don't you go PASSIONATELY fuck yourself?
Amy: Look, you fucking chunky pumpkinhead! I don't know what the fuck you're talking about!
Cashier: You told me you loved me... You told me you'd never leave me...
Amy: What is this, Night of the Living Brain-dead? Wake up and smell the cappucino, geek. I don't know you, I've never fucking seen you before, I don't know who the fuck this 'Sunshine' is!
Jordan: I feel like a gerbil smothering in Richard Gere's butthole.
Amy: What is this, night of the living BRAIN-dead?
Amy: [Amy and Jordan are making out in a car] Just... ugh... put your dick in me!
Jordan: I'm... I'm trying!
Brandi: But it was her! It was Kitten! That bitch... I'm gonna find her. And I'm gonna kill her.
[Jordan is hesitant to have sex with Amy]
Jordan White: I'm worried about catching AIDS.
Amy Blue: But we're both virgins!
[first lines]
Amy Blue: Fuck.
Xavier: You always have to be a pessimist, don't you? Little Miss Doom and Gloom. Well fuck you.
Xavier: Girls have no sense of adventure.
Xavier: What, mommy and daddy won't be all worried about their baby girl?
Amy: My mom used to be a heroin addict, and now she's a Scientologist.
[last lines]
Xavier Red: You want a Dorito?
Xavier Red: Sniff my finger. Come on, sniff my finger and tell me it doesn't smell like your girlfriend's sweet, juicy snatch.
Jordan: Do you love me, babe?
Amy: Sure! I totally do, babe.
Amy: I'm so mad at you, I could rip your testicles off and staple them to your ankles. What the fuck did you have to go and tell Jordan for?
Xavier: Tell him what?
Amy: What do you think, doorknob? That we got together!
Xavier: Well, didn't you utterly dig it?
Amy: That is not the point!
Xavier: Well, what is the point then, get it? Guilt is for married, old people!
Amy: You're incredible. You're not even human, are you? You're like a life-support system for a cock!
Peanut: Who pissed in your Froot Loops?