- Bobbie: Well gang, here we are. Right smack dab in the middle of nowhere. At least a whole day's walk to the nearest boy.
- Julie: If that's all you can think of, Bobbie, then why did you come on this trip?
- Bobbie: My mother insisted. Hey listen - don't tell me you never think about boys.
- Julie: Don't be absurd, Bobbie, of course I do.
- Bobbie: Then you know there is a difference between the boys and the girls!
- Pam: Just what are you getting at, Bobbie?
- Bobbie: The truth! Just tell it like it is - truth.
- Julie: Nothing wrong with that.
- Tina: My, my. Sounds like regular group therapy.
- Bobbie: Aw, not at all. At least I'm honest about what I do.
- Julie: You're hopeless, Bobbie, absolutely hopeless.
- Pam: I think there's another word for it.
- Bobbie: What do you mean?
- Pam: Well, if I have to explain it, it wouldn't be worthwhile.
- Bobbie: Come on. We've all had it - and loved it.
- Pam: Not all, Bobbie. Regardless of how square, how unnatural - how hypocritical - not all of us have had it.
- Bobbie: Do you mean to tell me that we actually have a virgin among us?
- Pam: There are probably more than you'd care to know about. You see, some of us were raised by parents who stressed the teachings of the Bible.
- Bobbie: Please, I can't take it! Would you get off that crap? Either you like it or you don't. It was meant to be used, not to just sit on.
- Pam: That's all very understandable if you're talking about dogs.
- Bobbie: Are you calling me a bitch?
- Pam: That's right, you're just a horny little bitch!
- [Catfight begins]