Danielle Chase: [narrating] My life is different people kicking me out of different rooms.
Danielle Chase: [narrating] My whole life is waiting for something to happen.
[by dismantling her parents' bed, Angela and her friends have freed Rayanne from being handcuffed to the bedpost but leaving the room in a shambles]
Rayanne Graff: Okay, I'm out of here.
Angela Chase: You're leaving?
Rayanne Graff: I can still make something out of this weekend.
Angela Chase: Don't you dare leave now!
Rayanne Graff: Come on. Hands off.
Angela Chase: My parents will never trust me again!
Rayanne Graff: Come on. Now you're crossing the line.
Angela Chase: I can't believe you. You're like this curse who is destroying me life. You can't just walk out and expect us to clean up after you!
[the phone rings and Danielle answers]
Danielle Chase: Hello?
Angela Chase: You're like this living, breathing bad luck omen!
Rayanne Graff: Don't mince words! Tell me how you feel.
Danielle Chase: Mom says she'll be home in twenty minutes!
[finding the handcuffs on her bed]
Patty Chase: Oh my God. Camille never picked these up.
[cut to a shot of the outside of the master bedroom door and the sound of handcuffs locking]
Graham Chase: Where's the key?
Patty Chase: Oh. My. God.
[Rayanne has found handcuffs in Graham and Patty's bedroom and locked herself to their bed]
Rayanne Graff: Oh Graham, Graham, don't hurt me, master! Or is it the other way around? Graham, that dinner you prepared just wasn't tasty enough.
Rayanne Graff: Patty, I've been bad - punish me!
Brian Krakow: This is like so unfunny. Where'd you put the key? What... did you do... with the key?
Rayanne Graff: What?
Angela Chase: [to herself after kicking Rayanne out of her house] Weekend from hell.
Danielle Chase: [narrating] That was the best weekend of my entire life.
Angela Chase: [to Danielle] By the way... thanks.
Danielle Chase: So what are we doing next weekend?
Angela Chase: Danielle, *we* are not doing anything.
Danielle Chase: We could go to Brian's.
Angela Chase: Danielle...
Danielle Chase: I kinda liked him.
Angela Chase: Danielle!
Rayanne Graff: Could you do me a favor?
Danielle Chase: I could for money.
Rayanne Graff: A girl after my own heart. Okay, here's what you do. Go down to the liquor cabinet and get me a bottle - anything brown. I'll give you a dollar.
Danielle Chase: Nope.
Rayanne Graff: Two dollars.
Danielle Chase: It's wrong to drink.
Rayanne Graff: You have a real miserable side to you. You know that?