Of course it is. That's why it's called boot camp.

I know that we were under duress today, So whatever, you know, plans that we were making, in understand if you don't want to.

You and I, this isn't gonna work.

Shut up, Mona. I'm puking air.

So whatever happens on the road stays on the road, all right?

He's coming. Get crunching.

I'm sorry. Are you saying that-- I've never set one foot outside of this town, I have no college plans, no idea what the future holds for me, but I do know that it's time that I start truly living, and since you almost killed me this year, I figure it's your obligation to show me how.

Sorry, sir! She got a little nauseous.

I don't give a rat's ass what your problem is.

You retch on your own time.