All Grown Up!

Susie: Angelica could ask Savannah to change the day of her party. Angelica: What? Are you crazy? I'm the injured person here. It's my 13th birthday. You're actually suggesting I go crawling to Savannah and beg her to change the day of her party?! (Scene changes) Angelica: (To Savannah) So, can you change the day of your party?

Dil: (About Angelica's party) Well, nothing's going to keep me away. There's porpoise rides. They talk, you know. No way I'm missing what could be the most meaningful conversation of my life.

Angelica: (Giving Phil, Lil, Dil, & Kimi their invitations) Here, here, here, and here. Sorry they're late. Kimi: And stepped on. Dil: Nothing says I want you at my party like a big footprint.

Angelica: The minute I'm 13, Savannah and I will be equals, especially after my party, or as I prefer to call it: "the new gold standard." Susie: What's the latest tally on RSVP's for this new gold standard? Angelica: Well, so far, there's Amanda, Emily, Kendra, and you two guys. Susie: Sounds more like the new tin standard. (Laughs)

Susie: (To Angelica) Ooh, girlfriend. Taking on a thirteener before you are one is, like, opening an umbrella indoors while walking under a ladder, as you break a mirror, which dropped when you opened that dumb umbrella.

Tommy: Take me off the being-a-good-cousin list. Party's back on, which means I'm off the hook. (Dil runs off squeaking) Phil: Uh, you may want to ix-nay the hook talk around Kid Porpoise.

Phil: Sorry, but that doesn't make up for destroying my carefully constructed Bossy and Flossy illusion. I mean... Hey... is that a mime?

Angelica: (On cell phone) We're breaking up, Sean. (Hangs up) Susie: Wow. Did you just break up with Sean? Angelica: Teenager means never having to explain.

Chuckie: Is she pointing at us, or is there something hanging out of my nose? Tommy: Both.

Kimi: Well, Angelica's bawling her eyes out in the girl's room. She keeps flushing so no one hears. But it'd take a leaf blower to drown out that blubbering.

Angelica: (On the phone) Tommy, get over here right now! (Pause) Bossy's the real cow. Flossy's just a fake cow head! (Pauses again) Well, then get over here as soon as Phil stops crying.