Daria1997

Daria:
Can you rig that glue gun of yours to shoot bullets? I'm ready to end my suffering.

Jane:
Well, you're not your usually sunny self.

Daria:
I've got a bump on my head, a bug bite on my arm, a sandwich on my ass...

Jane:
And all in front of Trent.

Daria:
Now turn the knife counterclockwise. I can't go back out there. You go on to Alternapalooza; tomorrow, I'll emerge and begin my new life as a waitress.

Jane:
Daria, if there's one thing I know about my brother is that he's oblivious. There's no need to be self-conscious.

Daria:
[sighs] Okay.

Jane:
Now what are you gonna do about that stain on your butt? [Daria glares at Jane] Kidding! It looks alternative.