Crawl: Let's just get the rules straight here. There'll be absolutely no partying in this hall between the hours of 5 and 6 in the morning, without my express written permission. OK cool. Carry on.
Crawl: Chickens You guys have chickens? I love chickens! Are they extra crispy or original recipe?
Zack: Speaking of freaks. Hey! How's it going?
Crawl: Hey, you'll be happy to know that as soon as you left, I popped your daughter's trunk.
Walter: Oh, shit.
Tattoo Artist: It's better than a kick in the face with a golf shoe.
Walter: Uh Crotch.
Crawl: My name's Crawl and I'm the RA. And you are? No wait, don't tell me. Sally? Jessie? Raphael?
Connie: She's obviously made up her mind, so let's just handle this like mature adults.
Walter: Right, right. You distract him, and I'm gonna hit him in the head with a shovel.
Zack: Why do they call you Crawl?
Crawl: Because that's how I used to get home my freshmen year.
Walter: Lets chow down and much on some grindage.