Bob: LET'S GET SOME BEER! YEAH!

PARKER: Dude! Let's go pick up some girls, man. We'll hang out at Taco Bell, get some girls, go cruise around...

Dickie: I wanna bake a cake.

Bob: Hey, we need some beers, though.

PARKER: (to Bob) I can't believe you got shot, man. Was it them Jackals?

Jack: Are you kidding? We wiped them out after they threw you off the bridge.

PARKER: (appreciatively) Oh, man. You guys, you guys are the best, man. The best! I mean that.

Bob: (explains to Parker) There's a liquor store. Little Armenian guy runs the place? He had a gun behind the counter. Hey... We should go kick his ASS!

PARKER: Yeah!

Bob: YEAAAAAH!

XANDER: If you guys want me to drop you off somewhere, that's...

Jack: (interrupts, pats Xander's shoulder) Nah. You're with us now.

PARKER: Oh yeah, man, you on the team now, baby. Whoo-hoo!

Bob: (serious) What're we gonna do?

Jack: Well, I've heard some interesting suggestions, but I'm gonna have to go with Dickie's. Let's bake a cake.

Dickie: Yeaaaaah!

Bob and PARKER: Yeaaaaah!

written by: Dan Vebber; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/47zeppo.html