Meeting Ali's parents
(Whinielle arrives at Ali's Encino Mansion to meet her)
Whinielle: Hi, how are you doing?
Ali: Good.
Whinielle: You look nice.
Ali: Thank you... but Whinielle aren't you wearing the same jeans as yesterday I can still see the pie stain.
Whinielle: They're the only jeans I can afford I found them in a dumpster... you've got company.
Ali: Those are my parents. Come on, I want you to meet them.
Whinielle: Great.
Mr. Mills: Hello, sweetheart.
Ali: Hi, Dad. This is Whinielle LaPusso. My parents, Mr. And Mrs. Mills.
Mr. Mills: How do you do, Whinielle.. is that a french name?
Whinielle: No.. no.. I'm from Joisey!
Ms. Mills - Hello, Whinielle.
Whinielle: Nice to meet you.
Mr. Mills: Where are you going?
Ali: I don't know. Where are we going?
Whinielle: I don't know. I don't have any money.
Ali: Golf N' Stuff?
Whinielle: If you're paying for the both of us okay... we're going to Golf N' Stuff, then. Hey watch this karate kick!
(Whinielle kicks a brick wall on the Mill's perfectly landscaped property breaking off a loose brick!)
Ali: Oh..don't worry about that.
Mr. Mills: Whinielle! You're gonna have to pay for that!
Whinielle: I am. I was. I will. I mean like I said I don't have any money!
Mrs. Mills: Where were you raised Whinielle.. in a barn? And where do you live.. are you homeless?
Whinielle: Ughh.. I live with a maintenance man.
Mr. Mills: Just where DO you live Whinielle?
Whinielle: Out, like Reseda.
Mr. Mills: Great Reseda trash... is that trampy looking thing your mother?
Whinielle: Yeah, that's her.
Lucille: Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!
Whinielle: She's waiting for us. We'd better go. Nice to meet you.
Mr. Mills: Not too late, sweetheart.. take this pepper spray and gun in case he tries anything.
Ali: Okay, Dad.
Ali: Hi, Mrs. LaPusso. I'm Ali.
Lucille: Hi, Ali. Call me Lucille.
Lucille: That's a beautiful house you have... it is one of these fancy ones with plumbing?
Ali: Ug.. yes thanks.
(The jalopy car won't start.. Whinielle wets himself a little with embarrassment)
Lucille: Can you drive a stick?
Ali: Yeah.
Lucille:Put it into second, let it roll, and when I say "pop it," pop it.
Ali: "Pop it."
(Lucille and Whinielle get out of the car to push it while Ali's parents watch puzzled)
Lucille: Don't worry, it's all under control.
Lucille: Okay, LaPusso, push! On, you huskies!
Lucille: Okay, pop it!
(The jalopy starts but begins to speed down the hill out of control with Whinielle and Lucille unable to catch up to it!)
Ali: (as the car rolls down the hill) Helllllllp meeeeeeee!
(Ali's parents, Lucille,and Whinielle watch helplessly are the car careens into a tree and EXPLODES with Ali still in it!)
(Ali's parents are in total shock... standing outside their house with their jaws on the floor watching the car in flames)
(Lucille and Whinielle slowly walk up to Ali's parents with their heads down)
Lucille: Mr and Mrs. Ali... can my son and I stay in your nice house tonight? As you can see our car exploded and we don't have a way to get home! We're also hungry and would like to have some food tonight.
Whinielle: You wouldn't happen to have some mac and cheese would ya?