Flick (Scott Schwartz): "You're full of beans and so's your old man."
Schwartz (R.D. Robb): "Oh, yeah?"
Flick: "Yeah."
Schwartz: "Say's who?"
Flick: "Say's me."
Schwartz: "Oh, yeah?"
Flick: "Yeah."
Schwartz: "Well, I double-dare you."
Narrator: "The exact exchange and nuance of phrase in this ritual is very important."
Flick: "Huh, are you kidding? Stick my toungue to that stupid pole? That's dumb."
Schwartz: "That's 'cause you' know it will stick!"
Flick: "You're full of it."
Schwartz: "Oh, yeah?"
Flick: "Yeah."
Schwartz: "Well, I double dog-dare you!"
Narrator: "Now it was serious. A double dog-dare. What else was left but a 'triple-dare you'? And finally, the coup de grace of all dares, the sinister triple dog-dare."
Schwartz: "I triple dog-dare you!"
Narrator: "Hm, Schwartz created a slight breach of etiquette by skipping the triple-dare and going right for the throat."
Flick: "Alright, alright. "
Schwartz: "Well, go on, smart ass, and do it!"
Flick: "I'm going! I'm going."
Narrator: "Flick's spine stiffened, his lips curled in a defiant sneer. There was no going back now."
Flick: "This is nothing. Stuck? Stuck! Stuck! Stuck! (He then starts screaming)"